Work...it does a body good

Well, I started working at Surrey and so far it has been going well. I will be quite honest and say that I was terrified to start working. This will be my first paying job in the real world. Even still, I'm amidst people who love me in a familiar environment, so it's not entirely in the 'real world'. I am taking two classes this semester, so I was looking for something to fill up my time. I have plenty of time for friends, I'm meeting with a wonderful woman, Jenny, for accountability, and I am now part of the SALT planning team. Not to mention a nanny. However, I still have a surprising amount of free time. So, I got up the guts to ask the in-laws for a job.
I'm working there three days a week, in the office and with Emma. So far, I really enjoy office work. I like hands-on projects like copying and stapling which I can do while thinking about other things. I even played office for hours as a child. The best part is that I get to do it with people I love, like Grandma Fern.
On Fridays, I work with Emma. For those of you who don't know her, Emma is a mentally and physically disabled girl who was adopted by a Surrey family. She has an amazing story, which I may tell some other time, when I'm sure I have all the facts right. Ben, having worked with her for many, many hours, gave me advice. Before my first day with her, he told me, "think of her as a really smart baby. She knows what's going on and she'll play games with you". So, I took that to heart and headed off to Gilbert. When we worked on flashcards, I began to see through her games.
Emma can read some words and recognize some pictures, so I would hold up a card and expect her to tell me what it was. For about the first ten cards, I got almost no response. She would look up at the card, but not say a word. "Up" seems to be her favorite, or at least most familiar, word. When we got to that card, I got hope that maybe she would work with me. Emma became a joy. When she got a word right, I would congratulate her and she would get a huge grin on her face and clap. It touched my heart.
However, the fun came to a sudden halt when Emma fell out of her chair and started convulsing. She had a seizure. She was fine; this is a slightly common thing for her, but it really scared me. I was even warned about it before-hand, but words and sight are completely different. Well, I got up early and I'm exhausted, so I think I'll wrap it up. Have a great Thursday, everyone.