So, I went back to work last thursday. did I mention that? it was good. i was glad to be there. even though I didn't accomplish all that much. last wednesday was my last hospital or otherwise appt until going into hospital, so it seemed a good thing to go back to work.
well, i have made a database, and started an electronic filing system. and that's what i was hired to do, so i guess i *did* accomplish stuff.
today i blinded the head teacher a bit more with my brilliance by showing her how to put the location of a document in its footer. and she then rushed off to teach the school secretary to do the same. and failed. and had to ask me to do it.
so i have done some grovelling to the secretary for coming in and having all these bright ideas that the HT immediately seizes upon and decides to "make it so". aargh. but that is why they hired me.
come janaury when I go back ("you will come back, won't you?") I will actually start to make changes that everyone will have to adhere to, like making the filing system ahem, well, compulsory. most people save stuff to their home directories, and well, that's not much use.
i can't make head or tail of who is in which group on the network, and i don't think that is something that can be changed at the school level, i believe we have to put in a change request to the maintainer (BT) and get them to do it. so I will have to make sure I have all the info ready so that I can say who goes in what group and who should have what permission all in one go. i believe we are charged for each and every change request...
as for other stuff... I'm coping, keep finding ways to laugh about it. my latest is that it gives us one more point on our "get Nicholas into Preston Street" effort.
The breast clinic gave me a supply of special band-aids to use, well, i was near to running out, so i managed to find some - they are very new and made of polyurethane i believe. £12 for a pack of 5. at that price I guess I was lucky to get as many as I did from the hospital. I had tried some of the other ones i had been given but they were awful. non-stick plasters are the way to go.
more and more people know now, but it's still hard to tell people. it's so much easier once people know. as long as they don't ignore it, or try and pretend it's not happening. i know that asking how i am is a loaded question right now, but go ahead and ask.
did i mention that i have finally been brave enough to look around the interwebs and see what it says? well, i have looked around to see what cancer research Uk and cancer bacup say. i'm very lucky that this isn't worse than it is. a mastectomy isn't the end of the world, and i don't have to have radiotherapy or chemo. so, i feel lucky. ish.
there has been much to cheer me today - walking TT to school and having a chat about playing tig in the playground, my sheer brilliance at work, coming home to discover the ball of yarn
needed for TT's pullover had arrived courtesy of Liz
(with a lovely little pincushion too, thanks, Liz!), being asked to do another story sack based on this
and some of the other stained glass at cameron house, and a comment from natalie_tyy
telling me that positive is right.
my good mood was somewhat damped by having to hang around the not very inspiring crags sports centre
while TT played club golf
and trying to keep Nico from running down to speak to the persons loitering with bottles in brown paper bags. oh and avoiding all the dogshit at the same time. Next week we may just drop Thomas off and go somewhere else. TT had a great time though. even though it turns out it did actually start last week. the dates were wrong on the sheet i got, but i obviously should have known that. ho hum. we had fun last wednesday afternoon so i'm not exactly bothered that we missed it.
how did it get to be wednesday again already? i go into hospital 2 weeks today. but tonight i will be knitting and drinking wine at Oz bar.