Today, I told my class that next week is my last week for the semester (giving the mid-term exam on Monday, then reviewing on Wednesday). I had previously told them why I looked very different from the picture that is on the university Web site - that I had had cancer, lost my hair and some weight, but that I was doing great now.
I was well-prepared and knew that I would tell them I am back on chemo, expected to be tired and it was not fair to them to cancel classes. Reminded them that I sat down to teach a couple of weeks ago because I was tired. Explained a little about the cumulative effects of chemo. What I was hoping to not do was get choked up when I told them, but I did.
They were very quiet while I was talking. One student touched my arm as she walked out; another sent me a nice e-mail. Another stayed after and said nice things about my teaching and commented that the class was noticeably melancholy. Tougher than I thought :)
I did end the class with a joke, so that helped us all.
Hamburger-free day today :) Chicken for dinner.

Sounds like your students reacted maturely - and you already knew they'd miss you! Glad it went as well as could be expected. Hang in there!
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