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My Life is One Big Adventure

Monday, March 22, 2010

www.youtube.com/watch?v=F0FBi5Rv1ho

Well, maybe.

But I won't know -- or at least you won't -- until I get it all online.

Huh? I hear you saying.

Well.

I've bought a half a dozen domains. Two are my name (variant spellings, e. g. with and without the hyphen in my last name). One is my userid on this site. Another is the name of my chief team on Spark. The other two involve results and effects. All are dot-coms.

I have zero content right now, so there's no reason to go and look. Nothing to see, nope.

But there will be,

See, I am looking for social media work. And I end up putting a huge number of links into any cover letter. And I finally realized -- duh! -- I'm giving Hiring Managers far too much to do. Better to just give them one link. This way, everything can be coherently organized. Plus I can (once I've figured out how to do what I need to do) show my stuff.

I am not intending to become a programmer or a web designer or developer but I am looking for a role whereby I can speak to such people intelligently. I figure that building my own site will do just that.

I spoke with a man who's successful in the Social Media space and he said he thought it was a good idea. It's a way to bring order to the party. It's a way to not just say I can do things, but to actually demonstrate that.

I have so much to learn. I have books on Web Analytics (I started this one first as it's the longest one), AdWords, Drupal and SEO. The HTML book is on its way. Hopefully the weather will get good again and I can sit on the front porch steps, read and take notes.

But even if the weather is lousy I will be reading and absorbing. Right now, it is very chicken and egg. Do this, oh, wait, first do that. No, this other thing. Which depends on the first one. And around and around we go.

But I've done the first part: parked the domains and paid for them and hosting.

Now onto method. Then comes content, although I already have ideas about that. Then design.

I like projects and this one is a beaut.

Will it get me work? I have no idea. But it's useful no matter what. And, yes, there will be a weight loss/Spark portion. And a blog. But no, I won't stop blogging here.

I guess I'd better go and rest -- a cold is coming on. Perhaps I will dream of cascading style sheets.

  
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KUNGFOOD 3/27/2010 9:55PM

    Learning is good!
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TRACYZABELLE 3/25/2010 4:57AM

    Hope the cold blows itself away... and best of luck with your business

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CDNMSFIT 3/24/2010 9:52PM

   
I'm sorry you aren't feeling well.. I want to learn all that stuff too. I wish some things could just get uploaded to my brain - a usb port is needed, I guess. :)

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VALERIEMAHA 3/24/2010 9:09AM

    ...and again, I say AMAZING!

Keep us informed...and give us links to content!!!
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Maha

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QUEENOTHEFOREST 3/24/2010 8:54AM

    I love that you are always creative about how you approach projects, from weight loss to finding work to skills building. Amazing

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NYAYNE 3/24/2010 8:16AM

    Great game plan. Please keep us posted on the progress.



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DDOORN 3/22/2010 10:48PM

    Hoping your efforts pay off...! Certainly must be keeping you hopping...taking care of all of this...!

Don

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MS.ELENI 3/22/2010 7:36PM

    I am sure you will get it all figured out and be successful. Too much brain strain for me but I know you will do it

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JPANESE 3/22/2010 4:20PM

    Good Luck! I'm sure you will come up with something great! Visualize your end result and you will eventually arrive.

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Great oaks from tiny acorns grow!

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IM_GETTIN_THIN 3/22/2010 4:20PM

    kewl! that is like my dream job. good luck to you. emoticon

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MARCHMAID 3/22/2010 4:08PM

    Sounds productive. I'm not sure what social media is exactly--this? : )

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SWEETZMIX 3/22/2010 2:38PM

    Feel better. hmm I will be curious to see what you come up with when you are done.

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When You're Alone and Life is Making You Lonely You Can Always Go

Monday, March 15, 2010

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We were watching public television the other night and there were musical acts from Ed Sullivan. And I was reminded of how much I like today's song. And thinking about, it held more resonance for me. It means more now.

I just need the city. I can't explain it; I suspect people who need the country or the mountains or the sea have similar feelings. But I've got to have buildings and concrete. It doesn't mean that I don't like green. Hell, I garden. But I guess I need the excitement.

Several years ago, I worked in voice recognition, doing research. It was an interesting job and the people were amazing (I'm still friends with, still in touch with, almost all of them and it's been over 5 years since we all worked together). But it was in Burlington, Mass. This isn't exactly the sticks (the Bedford Air Force base is maybe two exits away on Route 128) but being away from Boston was maddening.

Hence I've got to have, well, Boston, specifically, for work. I can work from home (if I can find such a sweet gig) but still need to be able to get in every now and then, no matter what the reason is. Any job I take must have Boston or its immediate environs (e. g. Cambridge or Brookline or Newton) attached to it.

This is a part of what had been bothering me when I was really in nasty shape -- being kept at home and away from it all. Don't get me wrong, I like a rest like everyone else does, plus I'm not exactly a party gal. It's not for the bars or the culture. Just to be there.

So I went today.

And, as importantly, I went to the gym.

First time since two days before surgery. Six (yes, you read that right) weeks AFTER I'd originally thought I'd be back. But I went. I was there for the full hour, and did my usual stuff. But I lifted 30 lbs. instead of 40, and went on the treadmill only up to 2.7 MPH, not the 4 and 5 MPH I've done before. Smaller weights on the machines. Oh, and the ab roller thing? Not 140 or so reps. More like 45. Oof.

But I went, despite my less than perfect abs. Despite the pouring rain seeping ever more quickly into our basement. Despite the time change making me want to stay inside and just do crossword puzzles all day long.

I went.

Did you?

So maybe I'll see you there
We can forget all our troubles, forget all our cares ....

  
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MARTINT011 4/5/2010 9:29AM

  For me it is Chicago! And I love going on the El or a train too. Brings back memories when I lived in the Suburbs and went Downtown it was so exciting! Thanks for the Blog about going to the gym too. emoticon

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IM_GETTIN_THIN 3/20/2010 11:11AM

    I am proud of you for getting in your exercise despite all you are going through. that is emoticon

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KAYWEB555 3/17/2010 11:05AM

    Way to go, right back at It !

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FIT_TERI 3/16/2010 9:06PM

    Good for you getting to the gym. OK, so maybe it's later than you planned and maybe you're not at the level you were when you left. You could mope about it or do something about it. And, of course, you have chosen to do something about it.

I, too, like the city energy, though I don't really want to live in it. I get to go to NYC whenever I want to....sometimes more often than I want to, but that's work related. I love visiting other cities and just got my DH to agree to a vacation in *gasp* a city - San Francisco. I think a weekend in Boston should be next. emoticon

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SWEETZMIX 3/16/2010 9:09AM

    I haven't gone to the gym in forever. Was doing some workouts at home and walking outside. I dunno, why though? Maybe I am bored of my gym, tired of it, or the need to just be outside.

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QUEENOTHEFOREST 3/16/2010 6:53AM

    Nice. You are my most city mouse buddy these days. I like to think of you walking those sidewalks and choosing to let the bus go by. I grew up in Manhattan. No wonder I am a country mouse today. Boston seems more livable and you make it sound appealing. Congrats on your return to the gym. Won't be long before you are passing your old numbers by.

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AFM-SPARK 3/16/2010 12:10AM

    Downtown is one of my favorite songs from when I was a child. I just had to post it on my FaceBook.
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-A

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CAROLISCIOUS 3/15/2010 10:49PM

    I did go...tried to talk myself out of it...but I went. Glad to hear you are progressing in the right direction.

I'm a wide open spaces kinda' girl...as long as the mall isn't too far away.

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MS.ELENI 3/15/2010 10:13PM

    You must be really healed to do all you do. I wish you could send me some of your motivation. You are always such an inspiration. It sounds like Boston is home sweet home for you. I would not want to live in a city or country.Outskirts of small town are for me. I like having a 7-11 up the street.

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DDOORN 3/15/2010 8:29PM

    The time change and other niggly things got me today...back at it tomorrow!

I am a fan of ctiies too...love spending time in the country, but really like the walkability / bikeability of the city.

Don

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MARCHMAID 3/15/2010 5:35PM

    I went out walking in the wind first thing this morning and went to my Pilates class. Not heavy duty, but I was there!

Glad you're back in step--sort of.

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VALERIEMAHA 3/15/2010 4:04PM

    *My* downtown would be The City by the Bay, as San Francisco is known. And WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! this California girl now lives in central Arkansas!!!!!! How did THAT happen, you ask? Well it's the *R* word (hint: 12 letters). AND the *R* is over but I continue to dwell *in the middle of nowhere!* Somethun's wrong with THAT picture, eh, and I just had to vent...since YOU brought it up!

However, I am FINALLY beginning to bloom where I'm planted...for now anyway...after 12 years of digging out alternative resources and friends here in the middle of the Bible Belt...like the Little Rock Ecumenical Buddhist Society for instance...and the two groups of friends...Sisters of the New Moon and gatheirng to work Connie Kaplan's The Invisible Garment together.

Going back to university has also helped since I closed the Helping Hands Across the Americas project which has resulted in more time on my hands. And intermittantly heading to northern California or Hawaii or Ecuador to rendezvous with the lion's share of my friends helps too.

Oh, the gym, you say? Yeah, yeah. Need to get back into that habit. And I DON'T have a legit excuse like you! Your commitment and diligence is a wonderful model of where I'd like to go...and WILL GO!

In solidarity,
Maha

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Sometimes You Keep Busy Reaching Out for Something

Monday, March 08, 2010

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I've had an odd week, and I'm trying to process it and make it coherent so here goes.

Last week, I had a meeting with a potential employer-type person. Well, he has no job. But he did buy me lunch.

Sigh. Story of my life these days. Seems like there's interest but it's not going anywhere.

Hence I've got to (a) get more proactive and do a lot more networking and (b) take some sort of classes. I've often had good luck getting work after getting more education. Seems silly as I've already got a dang doctorate, but there you have it.

In the networking department, I'm trying to attend more things and also have reached out to another dozen people to see if I can have meetings with them. At a certain point, it will become not so financially viable for me to do such things. But that time has not yet arrived. It's only coffee. I'm also being far more selective. The less driving (and parking fees) I do, the better, and the fewer lower margin people I meet, the better. Of course I don't always know who can do the most for me, but I'm trying to at least prioritize my time better. And that means meeting people who are somehow connected to companies or jobs I'd like. There's time enough to meet other people -- right now I have to concentrate and try to make it all count.

Plus this week is nuts. Today I went to the doc's (I don't have to go back until April 5th -- my right breast is still not, heh, optimal, but it's better and should be improved by then). Tomorrow I have a breakfast (I won't eat there) meeting with people I used to work with, mainly it's for moral support. Tomorrow night is Tech Tuesday techtuesday030910.eventbrite.
com/
. Wednesday morning is Cambridge Open Coffee (those are the people I owe $5 to) www.meetup.com/OpenCoffee-Cam
bridge-Meetup/
. Wednesday night is Mass Innovation Night massinnovationnights.com/even
t-rsvp/march-2010-rsvp-list
(my Twitter ID is @shrinkingjes, listed there). Thursday for lunch I'll see two guys I worked with at a different company. And Friday is the Community Roundtable thecrboston19.eventbrite.com/

Next week will be personal meetings as Tech Tuesdays are monthly and Mass Innovation and Community Roundtable are every other week (plus I won't see my doc for a while, and the former coworker meetings aren't regular events), so next week I'll just have Cambridge Open Coffee.

I figure I'll bombard the world with my resume and my business cards and my networking profile.

Pity the printer has decided it's time to die.

Perhaps Mr. J and I will spend the weekend printer shopping. I'm okay for now, and I can order cards from www.vistaprint.com if I absolutely have to -- it's just an expense I didn't want, particularly seeing as the printer is going to be an expense anyway.

The training will most likely happen here: www.hubspot.com/inbound-marke
ting-university/


As for my weight loss journey, suddenly it's going well again. I continue to bloat up every time I even think about salt (and, since surgery, the bloat is all in that area -- feels like I'm wearing a corset -- most uncomfortable), but the acid reflux seems to be gone and I'm back to lifting 30 lbs. and have even returned (with my doctor's blessing) to situps. All that's left to get me back to my previous level of conditioning/working out is to up the weights to 40 lbs. (in a few weeks or so), go back to chest exercises (won't do that until the last of the wounds are healed, but I'm down to only 2 band-aids, yay!), return to my gym (ditto) and start running again (ditto again).

So -- after all of this semi-coherence -- what the heck does the song have to do with anything?

It's, well, it's about focusing. I am focused, I suppose, on my weight loss again. It was a long time there where I was fully absorbed in my recovery. Understandable, as things were distressing and they hurt. But that seems to finally be subsiding so it's time to turn toward kicking off the final 31 lbs.

And the focus is on the job search as well. I am not in too much active pain and things are covered up enough and even enough that I don't spend all of my time worrying about being lopsided or something moving out of place. And at least, thank God, I finally know what I really want.

I have online community management experience. I blog, I tweet. I have been online in some capacity for over a decade. It's about time I did it all as a career.

So what do I want to be when I grow up?

A Social Media Specialist/Expert/Manager.

There are jobs out there. I know there are. If I focus in like a laser beam, I will get one.

As is said at the end of the first (yeah, it's the fourth, A New Hope, but it's the first one that came out, so sue me) Star Wars film, when Luke is aiming at the special little place on the Death Star, the dispatcher or maybe it's the squad leader keeps repeating, "Stay on target. Stay on target."

And so I shall, and in both aspects of my life, no matter how dull or discouraging they can get. And we all know that they indeed can.

Stay on target. Stay on target.

  
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MS.ELENI 3/10/2010 5:54PM

    You are going to be just fine.You are doing all the right things and you will find the right job for you.Sounds like you are also healing more everyday. It will all work out. You can do anything emoticon

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TELERIE 3/10/2010 10:00AM

    I know you'll find something and they shall be lucky to have YOU on their staff. I like what Queen and Marchmaid suggests about volunteering and networking through that and focusing a bit on FUN too. Best of luck on healing and working back to your old workout program. You inspire me!

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KUNGFOOD 3/10/2010 7:28AM

    Gotta keep on keepin' on! Staying focused is a challenge... do you suppose your weight loss journey contributed to the focus you're martialing?

Congratulations on continued positive health improvements. I'm sure that in all this uncovering-the-new Jes that there is a new employment challenge waiting for you.

Love the links!
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MARCHMAID 3/9/2010 10:01PM

    I'm in agreement with the Queen. As the economy rises, your boat will float. In the meantime, as a lifelong volunteer (out of choice and good fortune) I recommend the idea. Something out of your usual area but using your skills. My brother in law retired (a business owner/computer maven) and now volunteers with the Red Cross traveling all over the place, unsalaried but fulfilled and benefiting--I think they pay his travel.

Anyhow, think outside that box some more. Focus is fine but fun is finer.

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QUEENOTHEFOREST 3/9/2010 7:16AM

    There is no doubt in my mind that you take every action that is conceivable to take good care of yourself and to land a meaningful and rewarding job. I know it must be frustrating now but you are going to nail rewarding work just as you have nailed every other important aspect of your life. I am curious if it is possible to do consulting in your field just to keep the cash flow moving and also to bring networking to a different direction? Also curious if it would be worth while volunteering a few hours a week or a month for an organization that deals with weight loss issues or fitness issues like the American Diabetes Association or similar? You could increase your network through the board members of such orgaizations while making a valuable contribution.

Anyhow darlin, one thing I hope for you is that when you are not working your butt off to find a meaningful job that you get to enjoy some of your time off right now. What an amazing opportunity you have. Because of course as the economy improves your skills are going to be in demand again very soon and in some ways this time in your life is going to be a rare break from your working life.

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DDOORN 3/8/2010 10:08PM

    Keep looking, keep dreaming...you'll find your niche!

Don

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CAROLISCIOUS 3/8/2010 9:58PM

    Your blog made me grateful I have a job. Thanks, I needed that. Here's hoping you find your dream job. Stay on target...love that movie.

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IM_GETTIN_THIN 3/8/2010 5:28PM

    do or do not.................there is no try :) emoticon

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EMMASMART 3/8/2010 3:40PM

    Hi,

I'm still alive. I am exhausted reading about your schedule. I am mostly work on Church stuff and that's okay by me. I'd love to have actual work. I love your new job title that would be an awesome job for your funny geeky self. I have an interview for a job that I have been being talked to about since September. It's farrrr from the house. So I dunno.

I hope you continue to do great. If you go to some printer stores and bring the dead printer with you, they give you $50 back. Staples for example. Just saying.

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SWEETZMIX 3/8/2010 3:30PM

    Werd we will be staying on target. Whoo Hoo to 2 band-aids! Printers nowadays aren't super expensive, so maybe you guys can get one at a good price.

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In the Thickening of Fear/Well the Dream Burned Up

Monday, March 01, 2010

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This blog entry is going to be kind of all over the place because of a number of things that have been happening lately. Hence the two songs (the other link will be near the end of the entry).

The week started off with me black and blue and with a hugely distorted right breast. It hurt. It felt like an egg or half of a tennis ball was hiding under there. On Monday I saw the doctor, he aspirated some blood out with a needle and we talked about next steps. The blood was, not to be too gross about it, a dark purple. A plum, a puce, blue-violet and crepuscular.

And it was just going to hang around unless we did something about it. So he proposed, essentially, vacuuming out the hematoma. OOookay. He gave me a prescription for Valium and told me to take that and Oxycodone, then come over in the morning. Fortunately, this was done at the Brighton office so I just walked over. And, well, that was quite an experience. I was awake during the entire time, but, after he gave me some Novocaine, I didn't feel a blessed thing, except I was a tad loopy. We (he, the physician's assistant and I) had a lovely conversation about, er, something. I have no idea what, possibly it was about Cape Cod now that I think about it.

He took out about 100 cc of stuff (hard to say exactly how much as he was also hydrating at the same time). He put in a straightforward little drain and sewed it in place. Watching and listening to such things, particularly when you are doped up, is, like I said, an experience. He told me, just keep expressing out the fluid, change the dressing whenever you think you need to, see you in a few days. The assistant kindly drove me home.

Well. I've been through all kinds of wacky things now but the drain seems to have freaked me out more than anything else. I guess it's because I can see it and feel it. That night, I had a meltdown (hence the first song for today's selection).

I felt awful. I was scared. Things still felt huge and hard and painful. Still bruised. Still angry. Plus I had a drain sticking out of me. Nothing felt right. All I could think was, what the f*** have I done to myself? How stupid I've been. What vanity! I'm being punished for being vain and foolish and overly grasping. How wrong. How painful. How deserving I am of such horrible things.

My husband stood back and kind of let me go at it. His main comment was, I'm kind of surprised you haven't melted down before. And he was right. I've tolerated a lot. And perhaps this was a small thing, but it was that final straw.

The next day, I saw the doctor again. His first move was to write me a prescription for a painkiller called Ultram (Tramadol). This was/is more heavy duty than the Tylenol I'd been taking, but wouldn't constipate (er, sorry for the TMI) me like the Oxycodone does. Hallelujah. He also explained that I really have to express the stuff out, and it won't happen overnight. But it will.

Okay. I was better. I could handle it.

So I went home and did as told. Every time I worked out with weights, I'd stick my arm over my right breast. Extra 20 lbs. on top. Push down. Lather, rinse, repeat.

This morning, I saw him again, and we agreed that things have improved considerably. The purple is gone, replaced with (more TMI) yellow, not only in terms of what is, er, coming out, but also in terms of the look of the overall bruise. My right breast is no longer an inch and a half bigger than my left -- it's about the same.

Tomorrow, the drain comes out. The surgical binder is off. My navel is healed, plus I can start ab exercises next week. This is all in time for Wednesday. I'll elaborate on that in a moment.

Because now it's time to talk about the other piece, the other song.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=myo9w
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I interviewed for what was essentially my dream job on January 28th. Yes, I was bandaged up when that happened. The interviewers pronounced my story "inspiring". Uh, okay.

And then I waited. And waited. And waited some more.

And today I finally received word that, yes, my story is still inspiring. But they gave the job to someone else.

I wrote back and asked about where the disconnect was. After all, I want to learn from the experience. If they tell me, great. If not, shrug, that's okay.

If it had been early February, I suppose I'd be a lot more upset about the whole thing. I'd be angry and saddened and depressed. But I'm not. It just dragged on for so long that I realized, independently, that they were doing whatever they could to find someone else. And so they did. And that's that.

One of the reasons I had wanted this one so badly was because it was Community Management (which I've been doing as a volunteer for 7 1/2 years) for a healthcare company. The whole wellness vibe fit in so nicely with my health and weight loss journey. Plus -- and here it's going to look odd, but I'll explain it in a moment -- I didn't have to say I liked Michael Bolton's music.

Huh? You say. Well, I'll explain. The Michael Bolton reference is to a film called "Office Space". In it, there is a character named Michael Bolton (not the singer). The guy's a pasty white software engineer who loves gangsta rap music. But they're having layoffs at the company. And so, in order to try to keep his job, he not only compromises, he completely and thoroughly subsumes himself in order to, he thinks, get on the good side of the outside consulting firm hired to perform the layoffs. He says he likes the music. He is laid off anyway.

And, for me, a lot of my job interviews -- hell, MOST of them -- have involved my having to say I liked the music. This one was one where I didn't have to. I didn't have to give up myself. I didn't have to pretend I was someone who I'm not. But I know that there are other places where I don't have to say I like the music. It does not have to be that way.

And the dream which burns up is something of a false one, I feel. Dreams shouldn't be quite so flammable. And so, Phoenix-like, a new one rises from the ashes.

I have a lunch meeting on Wednesday, for a possible job. And so the new dream will begin. And I'll be damned if I tell him I like the music -- but I don't think I'll have to.

  
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GEE-KNEE 3/6/2010 3:59AM

    I bet a better job is around the corner. The surgery stuff doesn't sound like much fun. Hopefully you are done with all that soon. Hope you feel better this month.

Hugs,
Jeannie

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FIT_TERI 3/2/2010 2:13PM

    I'm sorry you didn't get the dream job. But, as you say, a new dream will take its place. And, damn, you're going through a lot related to your surgery. I can definitely understand you reaching your breaking point. But you know, like QUEENOTHEFOREST said, you've done this for your health - both physical and mental. You've worked so hard, and you deserve to get everything you want out of this journey. I hope you've really turned a corner with the complications and have smooth sailing ahead.

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QUEENOTHEFOREST 3/2/2010 9:24AM

    Oh My Dear! What a time you are having. First of all I think you were brave and smart to deal with the surgery. And by coincidence my massage therapist told me that the type of surgery you had (a mutual friend also had it) is absolutely necessary because yeast infections can get into the folds of the skin that are created by significant weight loss. So don't go calling that vanity. It was healthy. And you are getting healthier every day and this was part of your journey. And don't forget that drugs, constipation and infection all contribute to the blues. You are brave and spunky and totally entitled to a melt down. I love your husband by the way.

And the job. What a smart attitude. It is so danged hard to be authentic when you also have to sell yourself. But you are so right. Ultimately you will be happier if you are really comfortable in your role. At least 90% of the time anyhow. Sending loving kindness to you. And kisses on your head since I don't want to squeeze your sore spots in a hug.

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CAROLISCIOUS 3/1/2010 9:45PM

    So sorry about the dream job, hunny. But you are right...let the new dream begin.

Glad to know the medical mess will soon be behind you. No need to beat yourself up about choosing to have plastic surgery. Complications happen with all types of surgeries. You aren't being punished.

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TELERIE 3/1/2010 5:29PM

    Oh Janet, so sorry! Both on the job issue and that your healing takes longer with more complications than anticipated. I think I would have had a melt-down a lot sooner.
It sounds like you're on the mend though - glad you have a caring husband too.
I think you deserve a job where the music YOU come up with is appreciated. I know it's out there! I for one really really like your music. Keep being you!

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NYAYNE 3/1/2010 3:26PM

    Wow, I'm glad you are on the mend. Too bad about the job. Hope they tell you why they didn't give it to you.

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MARCHMAID 3/1/2010 3:15PM

    March to your own drummer, sweetie, and if you don't like their music drown 'em out! The best is coming. Gotta be, 'cause you deserve it.



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SWEETZMIX 3/1/2010 3:04PM

    Everything will work out. I say the same as I continue on my job search. And even though I have some promising things, I try not to think about it b/c nothing has materialized yet. Sorry to hear about all the medical drama you have been going through. I would of been a hot mess too! I get scared when I see a new mole, so you can imagine.

Take Care

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MS.ELENI 3/1/2010 3:04PM

    It sure does seem like you are having a harder time than you should.But it does sounds like it is getting better.Just hang in there.This will soon just be a bad memory.
As for the job.It wasn't meant to be. A better job is awaiting you.

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KARBIE18 3/1/2010 2:28PM

    So sorry to hear you didn't get the job, but very glad to hear you're finally starting to heal. That would have scared the crap out of me. I DEFINITELY would have melted down sooner!

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Just Didn't Seem to be Too Real

Monday, February 22, 2010

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I got my hair cut last week, and promptly forgot how it should look/couldn't replicate it, so it looks more or less the same as before, only shorter (just grazing my shoulders). I know I should use the straightener on it, but by the time I do wound care I just want to run screaming out of the bathroom these days.

And that's the other thing. Wound care continues, even though, since I am not a smoker (which would mean I'd have lousy circulation -- apparently I have lousy circulation without the nicotine high), it should be more or less done. It's not. My circulation issues may have to do with me having extremely low blood pressure, plus I'm always cold. I figure it's all of a piece although the doc isn't really sure, either.

And the hematoma continues. It keeps on keepin' on, like some demented heavy puce-colored egg sitting there on my right breast. Fortunately it is breast-centric and not over my sternum, where it would, I suppose, appear to be either a third breast (how attractive) or the prelude to that scene in "Alien" where .... well, you know the details.

The hematoma was also supposed to be gone by now. It's not.

Hence I've done what I've been doing for about a month. Bandages. Silver sulfadiazine. Tape. Stuff the left side to more or less stay even with the right. Guzzle water like it was going out of style, to try to compensate for the fact that I am one big bloat factory. Attempt to tolerate some sort of spice (because food's gotten boring) without tipping myself into reflux, despite the use of Prilosec, occasionally spiked with doses of Maalox (mint-flavored, if you please). Mederma smeared all over any wounds that have somehow closed, in order to try to deal with the scarring.

And then I get to do it all again before going to bed, too. Ain't that attractive? Isn't plastic surgery supposed to make you pretty or somethin'?

All of this is happening while, as you know, I am attempting to find a job. My severance from my old company has run out. I still get Unemployment and have been getting it for a while. There was a while there where, paradoxically, I was actually hauling in more than I had when I was working. I've banked that. Now it's time to withdraw some of it. And now is the time for more serious budgeting, and not just the minor budgeting of the past three months or so. Now is the time to get into comparing the costs of running the space heaters versus the overall heat (usually the space heaters are better -- this house is huge and not well insulated). Now is the time to go to cheaper restaurants when we go, and tip less. Now is the time to walk even more for minor errands, to save on gas. Coupons. Generics. Buying staples in bulk. Gifts for people? Uh, how about a nice card?

We are fortunate, really. My husband has a good job and it is stable (he works as an engineering designer/draftsman). He has good benefits. We have savings. My parents have been good about helping us with surgery costs, and insurance and flex spending covered some as well. The house is close to being completely paid for, and the monthly mortgage payment isn't horrible when you consider what it could be.

But these things loom large (and I know that stress is no good for healing, but what can ya do?) when you spend time dealing with so many other things that should've been over and done. And now, well, tomorrow there will be another procedure (in-office) to deal with the hematoma. 'Cause it ain't miraculously going away on its own.

It's funny, as that's the side where the original surgical wound has actually healed. Ha! Well, that makes total sense. Can't have me only having two big gaping wounds now, can we? No. I have to haul out the tape and the silver sulfadiazine and the bandages for as many places as freakin' possible, for as long as possible.

Oh, and don't get me started on TOM. You want bloat and cramps? Oh, they're a delight when you're already experiencing them, and already have a hugely distorted breast. Since I am perimenopausal, I get to have TOM every three weeks. Oh the joy.

People have asked me -- when, jes, when are you going to be settling into feeling happy about the surgery?

I know I will at some point. But I'm just not there yet. Perhaps I will be a few days from now, when tomorrow's procedure is firmly ensconced in my rear-view mirror and the swelling is going down and the bruising finally starts to clear up and and and and and .... Sorry this is such a complaintfest. I was hoping that those would be done. Not so fast.

Dammit, I want a refund on this body, or at least on the circulatory system.

  
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TRACYZABELLE 2/25/2010 4:13AM

    I a, so sorry that you are suffering.. I hope you are back to yourself soon

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IM_GETTIN_THIN 2/23/2010 12:53PM

    aw i am so sorry you are going through this. i am too dealing with wound care right now as i have what is called a suprapubic catheter which I call a stupid pubic catheter, emoticon and i agree with you when i am finnished changing the bandages on that puppy i too want to go running and screaming out of the bathroom as well. i am sorry you are having such a hard time with the aftercare of your plastic surgery?? I had a breast reduction several years ago that was troublesome and almost died due to lack of proper care by the surgeon and pussy wounds around the incisions. Lucky for me I went to my regular MD who prescribed anitbiotics that kept me alive and now I love having size C breasts and not the size I [yes you read right, i like the letter after g,h,..........] breasts that they had grown into due to having babies and just plain getting fatter at the time. I hope that in time you will come to be happy about your surgery after you are fully healed. emoticon

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NYAYNE 2/23/2010 10:46AM

    I hope you mend soon. I'll try to send you some puppy breathe.

I agree with Sabrina, try some arnica. You can get it at Hannafords many people use it for their dogs. Another thing you might want to try, Turmeric. I've been reading a lot about the healing powers of Turmeric.

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QUEENOTHEFOREST 2/22/2010 10:16PM

    Hello m'dear
Ugh this sounds tough. Wish it would pass soon. I met a pack of Boston Terriers on the beach last weekend. And of course I thought of you. Little did I know you were dealing with misery. It seems like this is a tough time for a lot of us. Interesting challenge about the circulation. Are you walking still? That should help your blood to move around. I'm sending you hugs. Gentle ones.

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CAROLISCIOUS 2/22/2010 10:09PM

    I hope tomorrow's procedure turns things around. 'Nuff already!

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FIT_TERI 2/22/2010 10:04PM

    Don't be sorry about "complaining". Wow, you've got a lot going on...and you should continue to use this space to vent about it. I don't know, but I think venting is a better word. "Complaining" sounds whiny. "Venting" seems to me not to have any emotion. Just the facts ma'am. Maybe you'll feel better. Maybe someone will share some insight that is helpful. Just my 2 cents....don't think of it as complaining. :)

I hope your doctor is able to help you with the issues that remain. Fingers crossed about tomorrow's procedure.
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KUNGFOOD 2/22/2010 8:20PM

    I second the arnica. It's amazing for bruises, too. Partly because massaging the area around bruised skin (if you can handle this) is that it increases the circulation which helps move the old cells along... or at least that's how I remember the explanation my Qigong instructor gave me. He also provided Tui Na massage services for a couple of the big name hospitals in the Seattle area.



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MARCHMAID 2/22/2010 6:49PM

    Poor baby. I hope and assume it will all be worth it eventually. Gifts? I'd go for free email cards at this juncture. When you're flush again--dang this economy!--you can be generous.

Hang in there. Hope that doctor can do some magic. If not, I have several lawyers in the family practicing near you. : )

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SABRINAWHO 2/22/2010 5:40PM

  My doctor suggested arnica, both the topical gel and these little tablets. I swear by the stuff now.

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SWEETZMIX 2/22/2010 5:26PM

    emoticon I see you being no longer miserable in like 2 months.

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JLITT62 2/22/2010 5:21PM

    Sounds to me like you're overdue for venting, so vent away! Sorry to hear thing haven't gone as smoothly as you hoped for. Eventually it WILL be all worth it.

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GIGICARON 2/22/2010 4:18PM

    Hugs to you, keep on truckin!!

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TELERIE 2/22/2010 3:35PM

    Big hug to you! emoticon Keep on keepin' on and all that! emoticon All this will be a distant memory in not too long!

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4A-HEALTHY-BMI 2/22/2010 3:18PM

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MS.ELENI 2/22/2010 2:59PM

    Once all the healing is done you will be a new woman. Some hemotomas take longer. I had a huge one over my ICD.It looked like I had 3 boobs. It took over 4 months for that thing to go down but it did.
The day will come when all of this will just be a bad memory.

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