Monthly Archives: January 2010
The surgery is done and TLM is woozy and happy on morphine in the hospital. The consultant said that the testicle appeared to be nothing but cancer any more – but who cares, it’s gone now. We have also had the radiologist’s report from his CT scan yesterday and it is clear throughout. While we aren’t breathing a big sigh of relief just yet, at least we are not holding our breath any more. A biopsy of the tumour and further blood tests to look for/compare markers will dictate now what treatment is needed from here – if anything more than strict observation.
One day, a few weeks ago, as I munched my lunch at my desk my colleague said, “Alice, seriously, you are so noisy when you eat.” The following day, I was eating dinner with TLM and he sighed and said, “I love the way you eat, you always go ‘a-nom-nom-nom’ and you can tell you really enjoy it”. And that, my friends, is why I love TLM. Because he loves the things that other people find annoying.
It’s well known that getting married, moving house and having to find a job are some of the most stressful life events going.
So with three months until our wedding and starting to feel like we’ve got everything sorted, we’ve been given two months’ notice to leave our home (as the landlords want to move back in) and I have been given two months’ notice that my project may be winding up.
TLM has been working in a hospital some 40 miles away (and living in a cupboard there most of the time due to unsociable hours in A&E) and we have endured being mostly separated for the past six months so I could carry on with my career. He was just gearing up to start commuting now that he has a reasonable timetable.
So we are now left – to put it mildly – in a bit of a pickle. What should we do? Look to find a new home where we live now (as job prospects will be better for me)? Or move to the out-in-the-sticks hospital where there will be fewer opportunities? Will my project miraculously continue? If not, how likely is it that someone will want to employ me with the prospect of me having to take holiday for the honeymoon? How likely is is that there are jobs anyway? With regards to choosing our location, there is the small matter that I need to be attending the church where we currently live, and that we need to have banns read in TLM’s parish (and we won’t know where that will be until the very nick of time), in order to get married.
In the longer term, TLM has finished applying for jobs starting in August, but where that will take us we have no idea. I know full well that his career will entail us having restricted choices, and that I will have to trail along. But I’m still adverse to unpredictability.
Last year was somewhat rocky and uncertain and I couldn’t wait to see the back of it. Looks like 2010 has more surprises in store than we imagined.
Well, I wrote this last night with a view to posting this today. And what happens this morning? I get a call at 6:15 am to say TLM has been in a car accident. Much fretting and an hour or so later, he calls to say that he is OK. On the way to work he narrowly avoided a head-on collision down a country road. A car was overtaking on a blind corner, and TLM was forced to crash (into a bollard no less) in order to avoid colliding with the lunatic driver on the wrong side of the road. The overtaker, obviously, drove off. More surprisingly, the people being overtaken also carried on without stopping, TLM’s car wrapped round a bollard in their rear view mirror and no idea if he was OK or not. The police say there is next to no chance of catching the dangerous driver, and with no evidence of the other person’s culpability, or even identity, we’re left to foot the excess and take the hit on the no claims.
Oh, and we have to pay for the rebuilding of the bollard.
So, pretty please, could we wipe the slate clean and start this decade afresh?