Most of today will be spent sleeping -- or working? -- off the aftereffects of the seizure I had last night, right after I dismissed my evening class. Luckily, four students were still there, and luckily, I've started pasting my "what to do if your instructor has a seizure" instructions into all of my syllabi, because I really wanted to say: "I beg your pardon, but I'm not feeling terribly well, and may need some help in a second here." What came out was: "Um."

Fortunately, these are great kids who sprang into action, cushioned my head, and stayed calm. Also, right when the seizure is over, I swear -- totally unintentionally -- in a manner that would startle Samuel L. Jackson, and instead of being shocked, they laughed so hard I thought they were all going to pee.

Caffeine got me through the 8:15 am class I taught this morning. Now I'm home, and hungry, and the cupboard is bare, so maybe a nap before delivery food and another nap might work well.