2009-08-27 - 8:38 p.m.
I hate coaching. Coaching is not for me.

I am so over softball. And tonight was our first game. Fuck me.

Seriously. I'm sick of parents, I'm sick of kids sucking at positions they claim to be fabulous at, I'm sick of girls leaving the field crying, I'm sick, sick, SICK of getting home 14 hours after I left it with a stack of grading that will not get done tonight.

My team is terrible this year. Really bad. And I am not coach enough to make them much better. I'm not good at this job and I hate it. Oh, boy, it is ever worth the $4 an hour they pay me to do it, though.

Aurgh.

Good things that happened today: I went to my neurologist, who is a complete rock star. He got me in super duper quickly and is just overall a really good doctor. He listens, he asks questions, he answers questions, he takes his time and best of all, he knows his stuff. I'm on a couple drugs now and fairly optimistic that things will go better this year with the clusters. I'm getting started on a steroid tomorrow, so I should be flying high for about a week or so.

All right, I'm tired and grouchy. I'm going to bed, as long as this shadow headache doesn't turn into a cluster.