One of my favorite professors ambled in to class during one of the annual Mumps outbreaks in the dorms of a state university. He said he hadn't been to a doctor yet, but he was displaying all the symptoms of the mumps. He asked the class to decide if he should teach that night. There was a long pause for reflection. I'd just gotten married. The potential offspring topic had been shelved, but I wanted that option left open. The mumps can do mondo-bad things to men after puberty, and I had been 29 for a while already. A male relative lost something supremely near and dear to him...
The teacher asked us to make a decision. Was maintaining the impression that grades or the class were more important than my health expected of a grad. student? Luckily nurse working on a Ph. D. put on their official mien and asked us all if we were insane.
But disasters demand common - sense adjustments on everyone's part.
Monday, 9.21.9 is the anniversary of the

And don't get me started on SARS. My wedding anniversary is on the hottest day of the Kansas summer because of SARS.
The point:
- stay on top of your student email,
- log in to ANGEL often,
- read your announcements,
- communicate with your classmates.
- Let me know if you have flu-like symptoms - by email or phone, im whatever.
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