Just a phase

Well, I don't know what was wrong with me on Monday, but I went back to the clinic feeling more or less fine, but wanting to get checked out anyway. Well, this time it was the female doctor that Vince had warned me about. He said, "The woman doctor there has the bedside manner of a grizzly bear with a sore tooth but she knows her stuff." I managed to charm her so I didn't get the grizzly bear treatment, but I also knew better than to let her in the driver's seat of that suppository. (Puns intended.) Anyway, feeling fine now and concentrating on drinking more water. "Two liters a day?!" this German doctor asked accusingly over her glasses when I told her I drank enough water. I realized I definately wasn't drinking that much! So I focused on that yesterday and today and things are going much better. We're leaving on Monday! It's hard to believe. Tomorrow is the last day of class, then Friday we're having an optional class for review, Saturday is the exam, and Sunday we hand out the certificates. A bit of controversy seems like it could brew on that front--I don't want the likes of M receiving a certificate for basically attending the class and drawing pictures. It's not his fault he's out of his element, but it's also really unfair if this guy (and others like him) who gave nothing and learned nothing receives the same recognition as other students who have worked and performed. Right now, we're trying to give out three types of certificates--one for attendance, one for successful completion of the course, and one for superior performance. BUT, our friend Darth Chancellor has to sign the certificates, so we'll see what he'll allow. Already he's trying to insist that the top students stick around for an extra two weeks to teach the poor students... We had some snow on Sunday morning and it was really pretty. Check out this footage, which includes M threatening me with snowballs if he can't figure out where to put his name on the exam. Also MN mentions that I might lose my cell phone again like I did the last time we had a snowball fight. I didn't know my number so we couldn't call it and listen for the ring. But he managed to find it in the snow anyway--I lucked out! "Mr. Jon, you should know your number."  I have also got some additional info on my trip back. I get two nights in Dubai and will stay at the lovely Hallmark Hotel.