Negotiations

I'm thinking of working out a schedule as I am getting this constant tiredness at the end of the week - I mean it isn't surprising as I am sitting here at 11 at night and still working and will get up at 5:30 in the morning!!

However, I need to separate myself from the job a bit I am quite involved but I also need some time to fix this sporadic way of working that is going on and the limits of my physical ability to achieve as much as I do. On top of that, study has just started and I'd like to be flexible about time to do that as well. So it seems the best idea is to work around how this can best be achieved.

I am getting so many job opportunities through at the moment which is very surprising. There is a lot of work for an old experienced, wrinkled and battle scarred program manager. Want to go back Dave? Sometimes the money looks great but not certain about the ethics of it all.

Two of us getting a bit morbid

I got a call yesterday - a friend in Hospital, Heart Attack maybe? Met a friend tonight his wife just had her 2nd Cancer in a decade, skin, cured, one swoop and done. His friend, inoperable Brain Tumour. Another friend, lost his father earlier in the year, wife had a terrible stroke (no one thought she'd live) but she did and was getting back together, now second operation for breast cancer in two months. My cousin, breast cancer, chemo, possible surgery. It just seems to be one thing after the other and it just doesn't seem to be slowing down, more and more people you know.

I remember being told that the older you get the more this sort of thing happens.

I have to say that despite moaning a bit about how I am I really ought to be thankful that I'm getting better and slowly getting there.

Goodness - did we depress ourselves tonight.

I wonder if

The reasons I get upset easily is to do with the reminder of what happened to me or what "could have" happened. Today - the Great North Run - all these people running for their friends or family who have terrible diseases or have died etc. It really upsets me I get quite choked up - I never used to.

I wonder whether it is the fact that it reminds me of how things could have been? Do they remind me of how it is or am I just very empathetic with these people? Whatever it is, anything like that makes me choked.

Saturday and getting organised at last

I'm getting ready for my studies which start tomorrow - the office begins to look as if I could actually work in it. The troubles of Friday are behind me. So trying to just ignore and blitz my way through work isn't going to have any impact. Perhaps I need to consider a day off a week or something to get myself back to full time work and not to be knackered half way through.

I'm as upbeat as I have been and I'm still confident about December and the results. My next set of tasks are to lose weight again. It fluctuates massively and to get work sorted out. Once I can lose a bit of weight I should be able to fit back into my work clothes again which will be good.

Off to start studying now :-)

I shouldn't be annoyed but

Some people are so backward looking, hate change, can't see things hurtling towards them that they could easily avoid and wear their ignorance as a badge of pride.

I met one on Wednesday night - the most obnoxious type of ignoramus possible who was rude to just about everyone. Then there is the work "jobsworths" who just drive me mental. It was bad enough in the 70s and 80s getting people to realise that they had to change but we are in the 21st Century and these guys are hardly out of the 19th.

I suppose that I ought not to be too upset or annoyed - they haven't worked in the commercial world and the third sector is very different but sticking their heads in the sand is surely going to be the wrong strategy.

I must learn to stop, don't get angry and walk about a bit. I'm actually pretty pleased that I don't have to attend any more meetings with one individual as I'm not sure I could stop being sarcastic - a very unfortunate trait of mine.

Whackety whack

Thought so - the alarm went - I gave it a look - thumped the off switch turned over and went back to sleep for a further 3 hours. A UTI - now I don't think so, it is just an urgency to keep dashing off to the toilet. It isn't as bad as three or two weeks ago or even last week but it makes you self conscious (am I leaking) and it makes you worried about being caught out somewhere.

At least I can work at home and at least I can get to the loo in a few paces.

I often wonder how long recovery may take. I really shouldn't be hasty should I - I mean in just over 2 years I am cancer free and stabilised so I should realise things don't happen overnight.

Here it comes

Wow - how tired am I tonight and the urgency to go to the toilet struck at the Station meaning I had to get off my train to dash to the toilet thereby missing my train and waiting 30 minutes for the next one by which time I was almost bursting again! Not nice, not happy. Off to bed and see how I feel in the morning....

Dragged out of bed

Here we go again - mind you I am not surprised. I knew I was going to be struggling this week and when the alarm went this morning it was a bit difficult to get out of bed. If I can clear my workload today - and there is plenty of it. I might be able to work from home tomorrow. I also realised that tonight is the only night that I am actually in as I am off out tomorrow as well!

If I don't take the day off I'll end up taking it off for the wrong reasons I fear.

I don't like me much these days

I'm really not happy with the outcome. I am belligerent, confrontational, sarcastic, aggressive, overly assertive and not really someone I like anymore?

I've sort of fallen out with who I've become in a way. I'm left post this experience with this "outlook" on life and "attitude" that, frankly, you would never understand unless you had been in my position. A whole new perspective opens up to you when you have been through this BUT only you and your fellow sufferers will ever understand the downright frankness of your opinions, the ability to say how you see things without really thinking too much about how other people "feel" almost a lack of political correctness if you will.

I find it quite disturbing as I nearly had a word with someone this evening who was wearing his ignorance as a badge of merit. Everyone knew he was an arsehole but no one was going to tell him - I stopped myself in time - a good thing actually as someone I know actually knew him!

How on earth do I get back to being "normal" again? Do I want to be normal? Have I some sort of insight? Maybe if I have I should keep it to myself?

Unlike me

Slipped up on some details on the paperwork over the weekend. A keen eyed chap has put me right but how annoying. The trouble is there was so much going on this last week I am surprised I got it all done.

Anyway, I am off out tonight to the Jazz evening. Another 1 1/2 mile walk along the same bit of road I have already walked up and down twice today! With a bit of luck I will get a lift back.

October

My how time flies by - tomorrow is October and things get interesting as I should be starting my course on Saturday! This blog is coming up for its second anniversary and I have a list of things to do as long as your arm! If your arm is 12 foot long that is!

Now IS the time to get back to being organised and yet yesterday was a nightmare tonight wasn't a lot better - I finally got around to completing a 200 envelope mailing that I started on Saturday.

I'm working like crazy at the moment to catch up with the workload I have both at home and at work and whilst I am keeping on top of it - it is all just in time and there isn't a plan.

Maybe by the weekend I will have finally got organised.

At least

I didn't end up down at the pub but was late home and have a pile of work to get through.

I seem to be able to last enough time to get home now - last week was very different. The feeling of having a full bladder (even when it isn't) and finding yourself caught short is pretty awful I have to say. But there you go, it seems to have passed now and at least I don't have the worry and nervousness of that journey.

It was nice to finally meet George Emsden this afternoon. George has Throat Cancer last year and he documented it in his blog (currently being moved). If you thought my treatment was bad, I can assure you that I would have totally freaked out with what George had to go through as he had to wear a mask whilst under treatment for throat cancer.

Well we both looked well and in top form today!

Chaotic day and I hope tomorrow is a little quieter.

How on earth

I managed to get up this morning I don't know. I suppose it is only once in a while - that said I out again tonight from work! I will be surprised if I manage to get through the whole week burning away like this. I also need to work out quite how I am going to apportion my time too.

It is a bit of a nightmare working out how I am going to get enough time together to work and do the course coming up starting next week.

Monday wipe out

Getting back to work was bad enough - yawns and tiredness were one thing. I was meant to be home but at about 4:30 got a call to go and meet an old friend. We went for one beer - I daren't even tell you how many that turned into.... Enough I think. Things got worse as a bunch more people that I knew turned up and suddenly it was gone 9 and I was meant to be home at 6:30.

I don't want to mention what got said.... However, not happy as there was bad news awaiting me when I arrived home.

Paid for working on Saturday

Wow did I ever pay for working on Saturday today. I had to do a fair amount of work sending out letters and packing envelopes - about 150 in total. By mid afternoon - I had just managed to watch the F1 Grand Prix and then went to sleep for about 2 hours in total I guess. I knew I bought my comfy chair for a good reason :-)

I ought to get off to bed now and try and see how I am for the morning. I haven't actually been at work since last Tuesday even though I have actually worked for most of the week!

Fraught but a nice day

On Saturday it was a lovely day, the Autumn sunshine burnt off the fog and it was a busy day. We were on duty from 8 am looking after car parking, guiding visitors to various areas and then had to dash off to get ready for the meeting itself.

It was nice getting promoted and then we were once again busy setting up the dining area ready for the meal. It came as a bit of a surprise that we were to serve the wine rather than, as in all previous years, to just put bottles out on the table. However, we got that organised and managed to do that.

I retired to the bar with one of my guests in the afternoon and we had a couple of beers before his wife kindly gave me a lift home.

After getting changed I relaxed into the comfy chair and snoozed :-)

It is always nice that people you know come up and ask you how you are. It was a great relief to tell them how well I was and how things have progressed so well. This time last year when we were at Margate I was just about to go into Hospital to see how the second lot of treatment had tackled the precancerous biopsies of the previous tests. Well a year on, I suppose I can be reasonably confident in saying that I'm still clear! How great is that?

I really enjoy going to these events and being involved and I was pleased that it worked as well as it did.

I also got some good news that I can step down as Assistant Secretary of one of my Lodges as a youngster ought to take that on, I was surprised that they are going to offer me Chaplain though, it is a very senior job in a Lodge. Wow! Mind you it then made me realise that I am now getting to be one of the older people in the Lodge!

I needed that - not!

I had a small team assisting me and all was fine but we ran out of work and I checked that there was one thing left to do. So I sent the lads off home and 2 hours later I went home - they had forgotten that a load of things had to be put up and so I ended up doing that.

It is going to be chaos again tomorrow as I have only half a team to do the work needed.

Oh well, what is the worst that can happen?

Off out

It will be an interesting day today and tomorrow. I have to go and coordinate the Lodge members to look after a big Provincial Meeting. All very well but when half of them aren't going to turn up and you are at least 8 people short it is going to make tomorrow a very long day indeed.

I get promoted tomorrow so I am looking forward to that and I have a couple of guests for the lunch as well so I am looking forward to a day out. Last year it was in Margate so - you may recall, I went down with a friend and we had quite a good time down there. I have a feeling I may have missed the year before when it was again local due to coming out of Hospital and having had the 2nd TURBT when it should have been routine biopsies - I well remember now how rough I was too after that particular experience.

It will be nice to get back to having this one locally apart from the lads and I will be running around like mad things to cover all the bases.

Previous Post

It probably wasn't clear but the point is that when I get ill now I find it quite hard to take time off or to actually be ill. For 30 years I hardly ever had a day off in my life and to start now and to find that I am genuinely not well is difficult to take -it almost affronted me if I ever took time off, I suppose I come from that sort of background where you would almost be accused of malingering if you didn't go back to work the day after having your leg cut off etc :-)

The reality is that I've never had so much time off, I've never been so fatigued, unable to complete things when I wanted to and generally not been up for doing things. Sometimes I'd rather stay at home and watch the TV than get up and go out somewhere. When I do go out I get tired quickly, cannot keep up and often these days, leave early and come home early.

Now I realise that I must have been ill as I can clearly remember what it was like before and after and I can compare, now that I am gradually getting back to a normal life (whatever normal may be), one with the other.

It is clearly a case of the mind thinks it can do something and the body is saying no. Occasionally my brain actually works out that beforehand too. It is just so annoying that I'm not fit and I'm not as mentally and physically agile as I was a few years ago. then is when the reality hits home and the fall off of performance is surprising. I find it hard to believe that I have lost so much strength physically and indeed, in some cases, mentally.

I'm not sure I want to accept it though, surely you get back to where you were before? Maybe not? Two of my friends are still coming to terms with it years afterwards.

I have absolutely No Idea

How ill I have been or how close I was to things getting worse than they already were. I can guess that another layer of cells invaded would have been very bad indeed and a few more hundredths of a millimetre may well have given me a more difficult time altogether and perhaps a bit of a sticky end.

The trouble is, apart from very early on when you know you are going to die - believe me that bit doesn't last long as you realise what can be done etc. I have deliberately kept any thought of how ill I was or may have been and anything else at arms length. In fact it is a way of actively managing the problem that you implement a screen of normalness and you do that for yourself and for your friends too. It is more now, on reflection and with these odd bouts of cramps and other little things, that I find myself realising that I've never been this ill before in my life and all these things are surprisingly debilitating.

I'm still having problems even now believing I was that ill and so occasionally it comes as a shock to be told how ill you actually were. Not death's door stuff but pretty poorly nonetheless.