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Every Good Boy Deserves Favor

Step by Step by Stutter Step, Skipping Into The Unknown
I left the office today having been inundated with the awkward but genuine - and genuinely appreciated - good wishes of newsroom colleagues who know about BB's pending surgery. I have some very sweet workmates.  And it's as good a way as any to start the next two weeks.They are going to be interesting.
  • There's the surgery, of course. Of which I've said nothing since first mentioning the precipitating circumstance, at BB's request, to give him a chance to talk about it himself.  And as he's he's done a far better job of outlining the situation than I could, I recommend you to his journal entry. Thanks, love, for letting me do that.
  • To prepare for the surgery - and because I had to take it sometime so it might as well be now, when there's no way the company is allowed to call me back in - I've scheduled my unpaid furlough week, as of Monday. The preparation, as BB and I have agreed, includes him bringing our books up to date and giving me a refresher course on Quicken so I can handle them for the next little while; preparing a durable medical power of attorney, if we can get ourselves organized enough; and putting together a will for him. (Which, while absolutely rational and logical, freaks me the hell out. Massively.)
  • I've also taken a week of vacation, so that I have more time to help BB recuperate.
  • That part about freaking me out, massively? It's true. Or it would be true if I thought about it. But I'm not thinking about the situation, having cleverly determined a couple of times that, yes, when I do, I freak. Good old cause and effect, cogito ergo omigod ....
  • On the other hand, I did find a few things that made me feel better this week, in particular this really interesting post by film critic and general all around good writer Roger Ebert, at his blog. Serendipitous, that; not because I necessarily believe what he does, or even that I'm really even approaching the arena in which he's operating. That would be too close to omigod all over again. But somehow Ebert's level-headed and unexpectedly joyful attitude about life and death calms me, probably because it reminds me of how BB approaches things.


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May. 9th, 2009 09:13 am (UTC)
Thanks for the Rog Ebert link. I'm all over the BeliefOMatic.

Anytime, but over the next couple of weeks in particular, remember that I:

1) tend to keep way-late hours, and
2) fall back asleep with utter ease

So if there come one or more times when you want to talk with someone but it's the middle of the night or otherwise something that seems an unseemly hour for calling the others you might, it's pretty much always a fine time to call me.

Love you both! Love you all!

Deep breath in; deep scream out. Then? Onward. Always onward.
May. 9th, 2009 04:37 pm (UTC)
Thank you, dear; your offer's much appreciated.

The BeliefOMatic is pretty interesting, isn't it?
May. 9th, 2009 02:28 pm (UTC)

May. 9th, 2009 04:38 pm (UTC)
Returned. Happy Poland!
May. 9th, 2009 03:05 pm (UTC)
I was going to leave a comment, then realized I have no idea what to say that might help. (((hug))) Thinkin' about you, babe.
May. 9th, 2009 04:40 pm (UTC)
Hug most gratefully accepted, and your thoughts as well. It's more than enough.
May. 9th, 2009 04:01 pm (UTC)

It's true a will and such is stuff we should all have. But doing it under duress certainly adds to the stress and awkwardness of it I imagine.

Will your son or someone be with you during the surgery?
May. 9th, 2009 04:44 pm (UTC)
Heh ... In our case, it's probably the only time we'd get ourselves around to wills and such.

I think the redoubtable Dr. Gonzo will be hanging with me Wednesday.
May. 9th, 2009 07:43 pm (UTC)
Scary, innit. When they tell you that you have to be strong for BB, you really don't. He's known you a long time, he'd think something was wrong with you.
May. 10th, 2009 06:51 pm (UTC)
Thanks. (I still try to be strong for him - but I can tell him I'm scared. And, as BB has mentioned, what we're strong for is The Corporation of Routliffe, Routliffe, Berlien, Berlien, Oppenheimer and Simms. There, that got all the cats ... heh.)
May. 10th, 2009 09:43 pm (UTC)
You guys are in my thoughts.

And Happy Mother's Day!!
May. 11th, 2009 03:47 am (UTC)
Thank you - and happy Mother's Day to the mother of the Captain and the Rani!
May. 11th, 2009 10:33 pm (UTC)
Under these circumstances, I'd be freaking out too. I tend to freak if Kevin exclaims in pain from the other room, fearing the worst, but then I have an anxiety disorder and so my mind usually goes to the worst (or the bonkers).

Glad Star Trek was fun-- I haven't seen it yet, but my folks did and loved it. Hope to get to it this week. If you guys hanker for any distracting TV of a certain sort, feel free to pick my brain for recommendations; heck, I might even have some stuff I could send you.

I'll try to remember to leave myself on AIM and other instant messengers when I'm using the computer, which is often. Feel free to pester me.
May. 13th, 2009 10:09 pm (UTC)
Sorry I didn't respond to you earlier ... things have been rather oblivious around here lately, as you know, Bob.

I often see your little Google chat light on green, and have been tempted to chat with you - except that I remember you posting awhile back, saying your hands and wrists were in rather bad shape, and that you were limiting typing to the minimum needed for the tv picks. If that's no longer the case, I'll definitely stop by and chat, because my gmail is almost always on, and I generally keep myself available for chat.

And finally? I "love" the "icon" and "remember" our "bacon dispenser washroom inspections" "fondly."

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