Not another splint! Ahhhh!

I have been having wrist issues. Now I am in Occupational Therapy and I wear a splint on my left wrist when I am not interpreting. On Sunday, Joel and I decided to throw the football around on the beach. I took off my splint and after about the fifteenth catch, I jammed my finger. The next day it was super swollen and I couldn't really move it. The good news is that it seems as though it's not broken even though it is common for fractures (mainly in the fingers and the hands) to show up later. The doctor still gave me a splint for my index finger on my left hand. Interpreting has been challenging...I am forced to sign with my right hand even though I am a lefty and I didn't realize til' now how often interpreters use their non-dominant hand. I am hoping this is the last splint that I will have to wear for a while :)

Grrrr!

I consider myself a pretty adaptive person...but I find myself getting frustrated because I don't want to adapt to certain things. Then I wonder...if sitting around and doing nothing makes me just as guilty. Let me expand on my frustrations;

Frustration # 1: The things I see on a daily basis is unprofessional and just down right wrong. I've seen a teacher give a student a wedgie. I've seen two other teachers make fun a kid who was born pigeon toed (and had numerous amounts of surgery which causes him to walk with a limp) and call him little man/little legs. They tease and torment the students as though they are the class bullies not the teachers. Today one of the teachers picked up a student put him on the desk and wouldn't let him get up. They all think it's fun and games. I think it's ridiculous.

Frustration #2: These very same teachers earn more than I do while they sit around and text and play on their computers...making my life so stinkin' boring because they aren't teaching. (I am not that lazy though...I teach my student anyways even though that's not what I am getting paid for). Today we watched Jurassic Park...how educational!

Frustration #3: My student has been so robbed by the education down here that I interpret everything, but I know full well that she only gets half of what is being interpreted. This wouldn't matter so much if my wrist wasn't in so much pain.

Frustration #4: After May I need a new job but it seems impossible to find a good job without working at the local Deaf center...they only have four positions and they look like they will be filled for life. So I am discouraged about finding a new job.

That's enough frustrations for now. Maybe this is all happening so that I will get off my butt and do something about it. I just feel overwhelmed and don't know where to start. Despite all that, life is good and I am blessed. I just can't believe some of the things I see!