Happy New Year!
Well, I’m a teacher, and so summer always marks the end of a year, with a new one beginning just after Labour Day in September. It really makes no sense to me why the year starts in January. It seems so arbitrary. I often confuse people (mainly doctors) by referring to years as school years!
For me this past one was quite the (school) year! Due to a very severe series of relapses that would not really remit, I had to cut my teaching year short. I teach internationally and so also had to come home to Canada in February. At the time I came home I had no job and no prospects but also I was sick enough that some time off and time to recuperate was warranted. I’ve rested since February and certainly done my fair share of pondering the potentials for the future.
Teaching places large demands on my time and energy. It certainly isn’t a 9-3 job with a couple months of free time in the summer! Because my relapses have been escalating the last few years and my disability can at times be very severe I was finding teaching very demanding physically and too tiring. I thought for quite a while that maybe last year had been my last year teaching. For a long time I didn’t really believe I could continue. In the end I got exactly that far. If you ask the next question “What would you do besides teach?” I always get stuck! I didn’t know, and I still don’t know. There really isn’t anything else I’d want to do, and I’m certainly not ready to throw in the towel and go on disability. MS won’t win for me that easily!
The conclusion that there is nothing else I’d want to be doing is what had ultimately led me to the decision to give teaching another try.
I won’t let two little letters control my life, especially when it’s so unknown. I’m home, I’m on a new treatment, I might as well do what I love in order to make a living. The hope is that I’ll be at least manageable for another several years. That being said I’m making some changes. Living close to school so commute is nearly non-existent, being back in Canada so there isn’t the stress of another country and the warm climate, smaller class size… MS has a role, and certainly is always there but I’m going for doing what I love too!
So this “New Year” is a new adventure, but it’s also an old one burning brighter too. I won’t let MS stop me from living my life.