Supportive DNA
More often than not, the day starts one way and ends another.
I was hoping to get more time in to see people. But then I somehow forgot my kid’s birthday. Double-booked a few friends. Or just ended up not being able to make things work. The communicator in me is disappointed I can’t manage to get back to all the messages. I know you understand but I also want you to know that I don’t just read them. I sit with a lot of your messages – they truly mean more than you know.
It started off with both kids being sick, in addition to myself (sniffle and a bit of a sore throat). Evelyn wanted to stay home, Mae did not. So that threw out my going into the office for the day. OK fine, spending the day with my kid isn’t all that bad.
Then I spent a little time feeling sorry for our new team member who is picking up some marketing work. How sucky would it be to start working at a new place and the person who’s supposed to be sending you work isn’t around? I’m projecting here, but my career has always meant a lot to me. I’ve worked really hard to get here. I know a career doesn’t matter if I’m too dead to enjoy it, but I was SO READY to do these things I’ve spent so much time thinking about.
So, I’m feeling sorry for myself and my (new!) boss asked me if it was OK if she lets the firm know I’m starting treatment and sharing some things Lindsay had sent her (at my boss’ request). LOL sure (that might have been my actual response). A firmwide email went out with my “care angel Lindsay’s” helpful links.
**cue the sobbing**
You know I’m serious when I’m using a GIF to deflect. 😉
I don’t know what to do about it sometimes.
I’ve mention past trauma and I don’t need to into detail, but I’m 36 with past trauma that seems to be worse than a cancer diagnosis. I didn’t think breast cancer would be a blessing for me, but that’s what it feels like. There’s not one of you who has reached out to me with whom I don’t have a memorable moment. ALL OF YOU. You have touched me in some way I can’t describe.
So maybe I didn’t get to connect with you this week, but I’m damn sure staying around long enough to meet you. Don’t give up! Let’s make plans.
The geneticist left me a voicemail. Remember that I opted for the FULL cancer panel screen (vs. just breast cancer)? It came back NEGATIVE. Which means that my genes do NOT give me cancer. This is fabulous news for my children. It’s not a full negative for them, but they’re less likely to have it. I am so happy about this!!!
One Comment
Lydia
No one (okay, most people) ever say I wish I spent more time at work. Being there for your kid when she isn’t feeling great is a good mom moment too. Planning is good, but give yourself permission to be flexible to changing priorities. Sending hugs.