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No Thing is a Little Thing

My week is… Messed. It’s Thursday, and I’m still thankful, but lemme offload for a few minutes, ok?

On Tuesday, I got a phone call from my sister letting me know that Mum was being taken to the hospital. She didn’t have many details. Actually, I think she sort of trivialized it. Mum has MS and often has headaches and general bad feelings, so I figured she’d go to emergency, and be in and out. No such luck. It wasn’t until later that I got the full story. The situation is MS-induced and is known as a “crisis” where the MS is basically attacking her body. This whole MS thing is still new to all of us since she was diagnosed just last year. There are so many types and subtypes that I still don’t know which one she has. I guess it doesn’t really matter. She has mutliple sclerosis. It sucks. It’s a progressive thing. It will only get worse. We just wish it wouldn’t. There is no cure. We just wish there was.

This is not my own work.

She wasn’t feeling well on Tuesday morning, but she never feels well in the mornings. She didn’t take it to mean anything, but opted to have her friend drive her to work. She worked for 20 minutes before she had a break. On her way back to her section, walking up the stairs, her legs felt week. She said, at that point, she decided that she’d stay upstairs for the rest of her breaks because she didn’t think she could walk up the stairs again. By the time she got the top of the stairs, she knew something was wrong. She felt her body changing. She sat in the nearest chair, and had a passerby call her supervisor. When the supervisor got there, she was in tears as she told her, “I can’t walk.” Supervisor called my uncle to pick her up because Mum refused an ambulance. They brought a wheelchair which she had to be lifted into.

Up to yesterday, she had no use of her legs or feet. A therapist came and tried to get her to move her feet. One of the instructions was to “Move your foot like you’re tip-toeing.” If you weren’t watching extremely closely, you would not have seen any movement at all. I’ve been telling people her movements of her feet was at about 10%. That’s a lie. 10% is putting it nicely. Anyway, today, the therapist got her to walk. From one end of the bed to the next (not length-ways). By the time she got to the other end, they had to stop. It was far too painful. Since then, they’ve given her pain medication in who-knows-what-amounts. She has been sleeping pretty much all day. In her waking moments, she has not been coherent. I’ve been translating and making decisions for her all day.

That’s enough of that talk. Yesterday was Mum’s birthday. I wasn’t here, but I heard her tell a million people that all of the nurses and PCTs on this floor came in with a lit cupcake and sang Happy Birthday to her. Isn’t that nice?! I know it made her feel good, despite the circumstances. She still hasn’t eaten it. It’s on the nightstand because she likes looking at it. In the evening, my sisters came with a big birthday cake and flowers. She’s said she wanted Edy’s vanilla ice cream, so I message my dad, and he brought it. Leave it to us to have a mini birthday party in the hospital. We put candles in the cake, lit them, and sang Happy Birthday (complete with 3 rounds of “For she’s a jolly good fellow” and 1 hip-hip-hooraaayyy!). (There was actually a big party with catered food, tents, chairs, etc. scheduled for last night. It was a double party for Mum and her twin brother. We postponed it after Tuesday’s events. I hope it still happens, whenever the hell she gets out of this place. 

If nothing else, this whole thing has made me think about the “little things” that really are pretty major things. We just think they’re little because we haven’t had to do without them. Today, I’m thankful for the less acknowledged blessings like the ability to:

  • Walk
  • Pick things up
  • Hold things
  • Feed myself
  • Speak
  • Understand
  • Stand up
  • Sit down
  • Go to the bathroom
  • Drive

It would be wrong for me not to note that the people I work with/for are GREAT. I called Co-founder 1 on Tuesday to ask if I could leave early, and he sent me off and told me to take as much time as I need. The next day, I was dressed and ready to go to work when Co-founder 2 BBMed and told me to go to the hospital and be with my mother. Today, same story. Isn’t that fantastic?! I haven’t had to be worried about skipping lunch to leave work an hour early to see my mother, or sit at work all day, wondering how she’s doing. They are really fantastic people, and I’m really blessed or lucky or whatever you want to call it. I’m thankful for that.

Whatever you believe in and whatever you do (for good), please do it. Hope, pray, think positively, make wishes on stars, rub your lucky charm, speak to the universe… Whatever. Mum needs to be able to stand on her own. And walk. And have full use of her hands. And it would be nice if she could be pain free.

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Awesome Job, Please?

Okay. First of all, I’m SO happy to have this blog, and a few followers to share these little things with. Thank y’all, and thank you WordPress! 🙂

On to the matter at hand. I’m on the job hunt. Where I am now is pretty boring, and doesn’t pay well at all. It was never supposed to be a permanent situation. I left a job in November, and started working in my great-grandmother’s store. I wanted to spend some time there, and with her, before she closed the business. In January, the doors closed for good. At that point, she called in a favour to get me this job. Just so that I could make a bit of money to be able to survive. Well, 7 months later, here I am. The economy isn’t great. That, and I probably haven’t been as a aggressive as I need to be in this type of market. Well, I’m stepping my game up! About three weeks ago, I went through the entire telephone directory and sent my resume to pretty much every business with a listed website/email address. I had an interview yesterday, and it went pretty well. I’ll hear from them tomorrow, and if I’m short-listed, I’ll have to interview with another person on Friday.I’m not very enthusiastic about the position. It’s a slight improvement from this job – both in duties and pay. Any step up is a step up, right? Also, it’s closer to where I moved to, so I could bike there a bit easier.

So. I found a posting for a job that I REALLY, REALLY want! I hardly ever feel this way about jobs. This one is sort of like it was tailored to suit me. I want it! The position title is “Administrator” and the organization is Ride For Hope Bahamas. A little bit about R4H (straight from their website): The Ride for Hope is a registered charity. Its flagship event is a fund raising bike-a-thon held each Spring in The Bahamas. Participants have called the Ride for Hope “a truly inspiring weekend.” Every dollar raised by participants without exception is applied to the improvement of programs for cancer treatment and patient care. We encourage you to explore our website and then come and join us for the next Ride for Hope!

Basically, this is a marriage of two things I am very passionate about – cycling and cancer research & education. About the job itself… They’re looking for someone to plan the event. They want multi-level planning skills, hands-on leadership, budget creation and maintenance, self-starter, someone who works well with people… Dear, sweet Lord! ME! ME! ME! Can they please pick me?! Nothing could be more perfect for me, and I doubt any candidate would be more perfect for the job than I am. Seriously, where are they going to find someone like me? Hmmm? NOWHERE. NEVER. Let me tell you why I’m awesome for this job:

  • I was Volunteer Coordinator for the Bluenose Marathon (Nova Scotia). I received applications, sorted them (by availability, interests, and people individuals wanted to work/volunteer with), scheduled them, and stayed in constant communication up until the day of the event. I co-planned the pre-marathon volunteer mixer and the post-marathon volunteer party. I also made sure the volunteer lounge was well stocked with snacks, drinks, comfy chairs, etc.
  • I planned and ran a summer day camp. I did all the business planning and presentations. I won a business plan competition which gave me a bit of start-up money. I then applied for a loan which I got after a few rounds of interviews. Then, I set up shop (school/daycare). It was great. Eight fun-filled weeks with 3 classrooms full of energetic, happy children between 5 and 12 years of age. I managed to get teachers and 3rd and 4th year students to staff it. I did this while attending university full-time, and working two part-time jobs on campus.
  • I have a Bachelor of Commerce in Economics.
  • I’ve done business plans for a several businesses.
  • I am a Toastmaster, and I have won speech competitions at the club, area, and division levels. Public speaking is not a problem.
  • I ran a company in Nassau while the principles were in another country for months. I was responsible for regular office management (phones, emails, faxes, etc.), presentations to new clients, maintaining relationships with existing clients, supervision of staff at various locations, etc. I did this a few months after I finish high school and continued until I moved for school two years later.
Basically, I have skills and experience up the WAZOO! It’s all very crazy and random (most of it I haven’t mentioned above), but RELEVANT. They could do nothing but benefit from having me on board. Oh, gosh. Are you convinced? I hope so. I sent my resume, letter of intent, and two reference letters yesterday. (I know my resume is killer, and my letter of intent is no less. Did I mention that I worked in the Career Development Centre in university? My job was to help students create/edit their resumes, write job-specific cover letters, and prepare for interviews.) Babe and I even called/asked around to see if anyone knows the co-founders of R4H. Around here, who you know is important. We found someone, and I submitted everything through him.*fingers crossed* Please, please, please, can I have this perfect job?! PLEASE?!
I’ve come to learn that my place, in the business world, could be anywhere, but where I really want to be is in the not-for-profit sector. It’s so much more meaningful. I spent a lot of my time, when I was in university, volunteering with different organizations.  A few times, volunteering turned into working. It was great.
What is great about R4H is the wide reach that it has. I was most pleased to find out that they are not only dedicated to donating for cancer research, but also for education. It’s important to educate people about the risks, and what can be done to reduce them. Prevention is always better (and cheaper!) than cure, and we need to keep that at the forefront of our minds. I’m thrilled about this and this.
I went to the website today, and they no longer have the call for applications on the front page. I hope that doesn’t mean they found the person they’re looking for already. (It looks like it was only posted on Aug. 31.) I hope it just means they have enough resumes to sift through. I hope. Please hope with me. Hopes, prayers, and positive energy all gladly accepted (and appreciated) here. 🙂
EDIT: Heart palpitations! I just got an email from them saying that the resume file was corrupted, asking me to resend. I resent it. Oh, boy. Now I know they’re still accepting and reviewing resumes. Aaagh!

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Hopeful Wife and Mother (Day 5 of 30 Days of Truth)

Day 5 – Something you hope to do in your life

Hopes and dreams. Wants and wishes. Aren’t we all full of them? It’s funny, I have so many things that I hope/dream/want/wish to do, yet one really stands out. I want to have a family of my own. I want to be a wife. I want to be a mom. To four or five children.

I’ve always been open to a lot of things in terms of education, career, hobbies… I pretty much know what I like and what I want, but I’m willing to change it up a little. One thing that has not changed since I was a little girl is my desire to have my own family.

I see myself getting up in the morning to make breakfast. Waking up my children. Getting them ready for school. Being a taxi service, driving them to and from school and various other activities. I see myself helping children with homework, making fun snacks, ensuring that meals are well-balanced. I see myself asking, “Did you remember to take your vitamins?” “Did you pack an extra bottle of water?” “Who left the [xyz] in the [abc]?”

I see family portraits. I see holiday dinners. I see family vacations. I see school plays, recitals, report card days… I see all of it.

It’s all very exciting to me. I watch days and years slip by, and watch myself get older, and I wonder WHENNNNN?! Whennnnn is this going to happen? I’m not even married yet. Is it in the future? Sure. I think. When? I don’t know. 

These things, we can’t really plan. I always thought it funny when people would try to plan their lives, and say, “Oh, I’m gonna get married when I’m 25, and when I’m 26, I’ll have my first baby.” I never planned to that extent. I’ve had benchmark-type thingies. I’ve known that I’d rather not start having children when I’m 34. I’d like to be done by that time. I’ve always wanted my children to be 1-2 years apart. I want them to be able to relate to one another, play together, give each other advice, etc. I’ve hoped for 2 boys and 3 girls. I’ve hoped to have at least one boy before the girls come along. But these are all ideals in my head. Nothing is in stone. And I know that it’s something I simply can’t plan. I just have to see how it all turns out. And live with my proverbial fingers crossed. You can cross your for me too. *glances at left ring finger* It looks like I may need it.