Summer Shifting: Life Carries On

Alas, exams have been completed as of last week. Assuming nothing went wrong and all classes were passed, SW will be at 90 out of 129 credits for a bachelor’s degree in communication arts, remaining thirteen classes expected to be finished within 2010, knock on wood.

In the meantime, life never fails to twist, surprise, and present challenge; more immediate demands filling the plate, SW is scheduled for a Meylogram + CT Scan at Chula hospital on Tuesday, most likely requiring an overnight stay. This final dreaded brachial plexus injury diagnostic test will hopefully determine the exact extent of nerve legion at/near the cervical spinal roots, which the MRI and EMG failed to do with reasonable certainty. Expecting one, maybe more nerves to be ruptured and/or avulsed at C5, C6, C7, C8, this next test is not being looked forward to–needles, neck and spine just don;t sound thrilling.

… stipulating surgery intervention within the next two months—likely a nerve graft from the leg to shoulder/arm area, aiming to assist with restoring as much function as possible. Even so, the recovery continues in the long and challenging years ahead.

Bills certainly aren’t paying themselves, and as a surviving human being, contingency plans to counter life’s cruel and unexpected ‘smacks’ are certainly in store, though it is too early to announce anything concrete here just yet.
Stay tuned .

The Universal Envoy says:

I bet you are getting pretty good at teaching by now.

Jao Moragoat says:

For the last nineteen months, my nice dress shirts and neck ties were crammed away in a wardrobe and suitcase, as I no longer was teaching English or writing articles for a living as I had been doing to get my the initial six years in Thailand.

While my pecs and biceps weren’t bulging, nor were my abs any more chiseled, I found myself working in my undies, often nude! Making a sufficient living and securing tuition payments from the convenience of remote work-living spaces, no, I wasn’t modeling or acting–if you can consider that real work at all, that is a debate to be had.

Yes, I was grateful if not dependent on ITC vehicles and channels for my next meal, remotely translating, planning, hiring, outsourcing, managing, searching, researching, and surveying, answering directly and regularly to my computer screen, and occasionally my mobile phone’s microphone/speaker.

To make a long story short, I am ever grateful to experience ALL that I did, learning much about the “real world,” even if most of the time, I was isolated in my stressful solitude, constantly coping with stress, pain, and hardship that begot and ultimately forgot me.

With all the reasons and happenings of this cherished and challenging episode of life, I continue to look forward to seeing the moon and sun rise and set a new day, rain drops splattering on the window into a blissful sleep, and so the list goes on.

And so, a new day is here, bringing with it a new yet familiar phase. Due to both necessity and yearning, I have decided to teach English regularly again. With my injury and recovery demands, i.e. expected surgery within the next two months, I’m only fortunate and grateful to have been hired by a new employer which I came into contact with via word of mouth of a Canadian friend from University, who also just started teaching at the school few weeks ago.

The position is Monday through Friday, teaching both English conversation and mathematics to primary students at a private Catholic school in south central Bangkok. The hours and compensation are certainly reasonable; class sizes small, reasonably behaved students, and a kind and helpful Westerner and Thai faculty to work with. Aside from the actual teaching of 21 fifty minute periods per week, the other responsibilities include weekly planning/ preparation/reporting, requiring me to be on site at the school from 7.30 to 16.00 daily.

With my first day officially over, I’m glad to say I have my 2 feet in the new door on a two way trial basis, and from this positive impression, plan/intend to keep them in there, ideally entering into an official ten month contract starting June. I taught four classes today, starting with a second grade English class of about 15 kids this morning, followed by English Program (more advanced) sixth and fifth grade English, eight and six students respectively, ending the day with a first grade math class of bout ten kids.

The whole gig is definitely worthwhile and ideal, promising to keep me active, social able, positive, and of course, paid. In comparison to my previous teaching jobs, this certainly promises to top the list, though only time will confirm. Perhaps the only drawback is the necessary two to three hours per day of big city commute between my living space on the Eastside and the school in Southcentral Bkk, demanding much patience and endurance in its own right. Today, I walked several blocks, caught a few cabs, crammed into over crowded sky trains, and a few more Sawng Taew ( modified transport trucks with two rows of seating modified into the sheltered truck bed) rides spending some three hours to congested commute, which would’ve been a quarter that has still been riding my motorcycle… starting to digress…

Come fall, I will have to assess whether I’m capable/ready to register for university classes, which if so happens, will be the minimum four class registration requirement, assuming I’ll be able to work something with my schedule of teaching, which doesn’t seem like it will be impossible with the school’s flexible scheduling and substitution system. Will cross that road another day.

As for now, I need to get to bed so I can wake up and follow through with a Meylogram / CT scan all day/overnight appointment tomorrow, keeping my fingers crossed that all goes well with the shady and certainly painful procedure, so that I can be one more step closer to queuing up for surgery, and back at the school teaching this Thursday. Stay tuned.