Approaching 4pm on Friday and I’m just D.O.N.E.
My boss just informed me (a mere three weeks before our company’s national sales meeting) that we are going to have to blow up my product lines and start fresh from scratch. Yep. From SCRATCH.
Actually, because I have to present something, we have to dissect my product lines again (we’ve been doing this since June or July) to see what can be salvaged. By the looks of things, not much. Long story. My stuff is affected by insane price increases for every single component, not to mention 4x the lead times these days.
So I will be going into a sales presentation with next to nothing to pitch to the sales team.
Um.
But I don’t want to talk about that. I want to talk about other things.
I think I posted a bunch of stories on IG last week about my 1st colonoscopy a year after my colon cancer diagnosis and then forgot to write about it here. I should just start posting everything together - like diary entries and Instagram stories together (a blog, maybe?), but I guess I still have maybe a little semblance of anonymity here vs. on social media. I should be writing here more often to get it all out, but I think my social posts have actually been more helpful to people with cancer since they search out some of the hashtags. They comment and ask questions and I feel like I might be giving something to the world that way (even though I have a whopping 1100 followers - still touching one person makes it worth it).
ANYway. Yes. I had my first post-cancer treatment colonoscopy with the same surgeon who performed the colonoscopy heard round the world last year and my hemicolectomy AND placed my mediport, so I was able to have him do the colonoscopy AND remove the port at the same time during this procedure! That was pretty awesome.
I’d told Hot Surgeon (ha..all of my docs are hot) that if he sees anything suspicious during the colonoscopy not to take out the port, so I was thrilled - in a groggy kind of way - when I woke up and there was no port in my chest!
After I woke up fully, the surgeon came into the waiting room where Maria was sitting with me and told me that my colon looked great! No polyps, the “connection” where my intestines were fused back together after having a bunch of it taken out looked really good, port was gone, and I wouldn’t need another colonoscopy for two whole years!
MAN! Those things are cause for celebration!
I still haven’t really celebrated, but I have a couple things coming up that will make me feel better:
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I want to get a tattoo to commemorate this time in my life. I know I’ve written about angels on this earth before, but I’m working on figuring out an angel design that comes down from my shoulder and ends at my port scar. I think. Work in progress.
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Girls trip in April. My college girls are flying into town and we are renting a van (down by the river) to go to wineries and a music festival. Can’t wait!!
I need to add a third thing to help me with the feng shui of this entry, but I don’t really have a third thing.
But I DID have a really good therapy session last night after last night’s entry where I said I wasn’t getting much out of it. I got a lot out of this one. Some sessions are just more productive than others.
Boss just walked by on her way out the door telling me not to stress about what’s happening in my area - put it in a box and go enjoy the weekend was exactly how she put it. I appreciate that. But next week will be a fucking doozy.
Still, I’m about to have a weekend.
Enjoy, friends.
GS
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