This time of year is always a bit weird for me now. I obviously went to school as a child, went to university and then trained and worked as a teacher. So I’ve always worked in academic years more than calendar or tax years and September always brought about this anticipation of getting stuck back into hectic school life, new beginnings (mostly because the curriculum changes every 9 seconds at the moment) and new pupils, and just a general feeling of ‘bring it on’ and getting excited about the things to come in the year. Being a music teacher, the autumn term and the Christmas build up was always a really busy time of year. I loved being a teacher. And I really loved September.
It’s also the time of year where I ‘got sick’. I don’t have an addy-versary (short for addisons diagnosis anniversary) like some people do, or a day that I mark as a day I got diagnosed with anything. I think it’s a bit weird when people do that, but each to their own. I do know that my adrenal insufficiency diagnosis came on a Friday because I was supposed to be discharged that day after a 2 week admission and then I had to stay in hospital over the weekend instead, so I was really annoyed. Not a clue about a date though. Plus I had to spend a long time (about 3 years total) arguing with doctors that there was something wrong with me- it wasn’t like I had a couple of scans or blood tests and was told a diagnosis. It was a relief to actually get a diagnosis in the end!
Coincidentally, any ‘break throughs’ over the years in my treatment all seemed to happen in the first part of autumn. So I still kind of have this sense of anticipation about September, because I’ve just finished a massive batch of tests (although I have to redo two of them due to lab issues). I’m also trying not to get too focussed on the ‘what will this year’s bombshell be’ because if I stress myself out too much I won’t be able to repeat the tests I need to do to get to the next stage!
So some of the feelings of ‘bring it on’ and potential new, unknown things are similar. But not as exciting or as focussed/directed as being at school working. It’s a strange feeling, particularly as I really miss being a teacher. I’m a reasonable human being in that I completely understand the ‘I don’t want to go back to school’ statements/social media updates from teachers and students (or the ‘hooray!’ ones from the parents!). But I do feel a kind of pang when I see them because I wish I was able to go back to school and moan about the ‘normal’ stuff along with everyone else.
Although, it does get a bit wearing seeing 95 million photos of kids in school uniforms stood in front of their front doors…there must be a better back drop for the ‘back to school’ photo surely!? 😉