So much to talk about
I can’t believe it’s so long since I last wrote anything.
I’ve had a job interview - but still not heard anything. They promised to get back to me the end of the week before last - not sure if this is good or bad. Or somewhere in between.
Job is a nightmare. The Stupid Bitch took on a new contractor - he started last Monday, when she was off on a course the whole week, leaving yours truly doing her job of sorting out all his admin stuff, and showing him the ropes. Although, and part of this is good but most of it is bad, he has worked there before. He used to work for my company, left 3 years ago. But this means he thinks he knows how everything works, and doesn’t bother to read instructions, and ignores any he thinks don’t matter. So he is actually quite dangerous. I am off work this week, so god knows what I will get back to next week.
Biggest news is D. I knew he had found a lump (yes, in the unmentionables), and that he had been for the scans and was told it wasn’t a problem. They would remove it, but there was no urgency. Three weeks ago he was here in Torchwood Town for work, we met up for dinner on the Monday, but rest of the time he was busy with work. He left here Thursday night, to find a letter waiting for him, asking him to go and see the specialist. Friday morning.
Specialist told him he was worried by one of the scans (out of the several), where, in D’s words, “It looked a bit worrying.” All of the other scans looked fine, it was only one, from one angle. However, he decided it was needed to be operated on.
So, last Monday he went in.
Apparently the doctor who operated “Was not happy with the original doctor’s diagnosis,” and has immediately ordered a CT scan, rather than waiting for the results of the biopsy.
I keep crying - I am so scared for him. And of course he is doing the bloke thing of pretending it’s not that big a thing, when I know he is shit-scared. And I am so far away I can’t even go round and annoy him so he can start shouting and screaming at me to at least vent some of his pent up distress.
He is only 31.
I am off work this week. Supposed to be sorting out the spare room, but have done nothing on it yet. I went to meet old work mates for lunch. S couldn’t come because her girlfriend has lost her job and she has spent the morning at the bank sorting out the mortgage. Q is worrying me. He has been pretty quiet for a few weeks now, and he really didn’t seem his usual chirpy self. But nothing I can do for him if he claims he is alright!
Have started my Open University course. Already I can see ‘real’ life intruding on it. I am glad I only went for one course and not two. One I can keep on top of, even with friends dropping on me for the weekend, or a last minute invite out for an evening.
Talking of friends for the weekend, LELI came to stay! He was supposed to be staying with M, but he has got a new girlfriend and was on a promise for the Saturday night, so he stayed there Friday night, then I met them for lunch Saturday and brought him back with me. It was so good to see him. I can’t believe how much I still miss him.
He is having a tough time of it too. His mum is not well, although he doesn’t talk about it other than to mention she is not well. I suspect it is cancer. He hates his job. He has just about decided to stick it out for 2 years and do a part time MBA, when out of the blue his boss rings him late on Friday night to congratulate him on his promotion to a new job - in Germany! He didn’t apply for it, doesn’t want it, but has been told if he doesn’t take it there will be nothing for him within the company.
I say he should move back here!