State Testing

Starting next week, my students will be taking the PSSA test.  This is a state standardized test.  There is a lot of pressure not just for the students, but for the teachers like myself.  I work all year to prepare my students for this big test, so I want them to do well.  This last week has caused a considerable amount of stress on me.

And of course what does stress do?

Yep, you guessed it right, it has really turned my Crohn’s upside down.  I have been running to the bathroom a lot these last few days.  I know that I am not sick, because I am very hungry (all the time), and still doing my normal workouts.  I just know that I am very stressed.

I’m overly stressed because I know that my break schedule will be off. I have to be with my students form a very long period of time during the testing period.  I am not allowed to leave the room.  Since my body is used to using the bathroom during out “morning prep,” I am going to have to fight the sensations at best costs.

Since I am proctoring the test, my eyes have to be on the students for the entire test.  The students are not allowed to do anything but take the test, then read a book from their desk.  They cannot doodle, or talk after they put down the tests.  My other responsibly is to make sure all students test booklets and answer sheets are kept in plain view.  Technically I cannot leave the room.  This causes a problem.

Usually it is not an issue for me to leave the room to use the restroom.

All I do is call down to the office, or stick my head out of the door to see if anybody is coming to relieve me for a minute.  Remember, my classroom is literally right next to men’s faculty bathroom. The problem is that I really should not be using the room’s telephone to make calls unless it’s a emergency.

So I have two options:

  1. I can suffer through it, deal with the urgency and be completely miserable.  I really think by the end of the first day, I will be so upset that I would not know how to handle it for the rest of the testing period.
  2. Or I can arrange a meeting with my principal later this week. I have to sit down with her and explain how serious this situation can be.  All I need is for somebody to swing by the room for a minute and half to relieve me.  If I put a plan in place, then it should work out.  I have never given her a reason not to do me a favor. I am sure if I present to her a plan she will be ok with it.  So why am I skeptical? I am because I don’t want to stress an already stressful situation. I know she has schedule changes to make, so I don’t want to put more on my plate.

I know I have to take care of situations earlier so people aren’t backed up against the wall.  I hope she understands the disease, and allows me to leave the room when I need to.  All I need is a plan… All I need is to be honest.  Right?

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