My Coworkers
Four weeks and 2 days until I have open heart surgery...
Have you ever wished that you had a job that you really liked to do and coworkers that you genuinely like and respect? Or been extremely envious of someone you know who does have that?
Well you can be all jealous, because that someone is me. I work in publishing - I develop and edit children's curriculum. It may sound boring, but it's actually pretty fun. Yep - I create stuff that will help teachers mold young minds. Scary, huh?
This Friday, I will have been at my job for 3 years. In that time, I've worked on some really fun projects. But best and most importantly of all, I've made some great friends.
We try to eat lunch together every day. We go shopping together. We have girls' night out at each others' houses. We vent...we cry...we laugh...we support each other.
My friends at work have been so supportive and wonderful since I found out that I may need open heart surgery. Before I left to have my testing in March, they bestowed on me the greatest care package a girl could ask for: magazines, Coke Zero (when I could still drink it), ducky flip flops, a red swingline stapler (in the grand tradition of the movie "Office Space"), Caribou Coffee giftcards, a really cool green photo box, "Dirty Dancing Ultimate Edition" (surprisingly, a movie that I did not yet own), a knitting kit (I am now knitting my dad a scarf), my favorite snack foods: Earl's Cheese Puffs (you'll think you've died and gone to heaven), White Cheddar Popcorn, Hot Tamales, and Pirate's Booty (you can find this at any upscale grocery store), and I'm sure there's more that I'm forgetting (sorry girls!). All of this came in a great big green bag, along with a smaller bag that matches. After drying my tears because I was so touched that they would do this for me, I jokingly said, "What are you guys going to do for me if I need to have open heart surgery?"
I dragged this thing all over Mayo (well, RobbieMax dragged this thing all over Mayo). It was a lifesaver. I munched and read while waiting for tests and test results.
Now my wonderful coworkers are planning a "Party Heart-y with Julia" Party on July 1st. Will and RobbieMax are invited too. And they all are asking me what they can do to help me before, during the hospital stay, and after surgery.
I am working from home one and a half days a week, mostly to be with Will because he no longer has school, and partly to help with the stress levels at work so it doesn't adversely affect my health. This was my supervisor's idea.
And if I start freaking out (like I did today), I know I can visit any one of them in their cube and they will listen to my irrational fears about surgery (neck IV, anyone?) and help bring me back down from the edge of panic.
Everyone should be as lucky as I am. I love my job, but most importantly I love my friends at work. And I think they love me. What more can an editor ask for?
Have you ever wished that you had a job that you really liked to do and coworkers that you genuinely like and respect? Or been extremely envious of someone you know who does have that?
Well you can be all jealous, because that someone is me. I work in publishing - I develop and edit children's curriculum. It may sound boring, but it's actually pretty fun. Yep - I create stuff that will help teachers mold young minds. Scary, huh?
This Friday, I will have been at my job for 3 years. In that time, I've worked on some really fun projects. But best and most importantly of all, I've made some great friends.
We try to eat lunch together every day. We go shopping together. We have girls' night out at each others' houses. We vent...we cry...we laugh...we support each other.
My friends at work have been so supportive and wonderful since I found out that I may need open heart surgery. Before I left to have my testing in March, they bestowed on me the greatest care package a girl could ask for: magazines, Coke Zero (when I could still drink it), ducky flip flops, a red swingline stapler (in the grand tradition of the movie "Office Space"), Caribou Coffee giftcards, a really cool green photo box, "Dirty Dancing Ultimate Edition" (surprisingly, a movie that I did not yet own), a knitting kit (I am now knitting my dad a scarf), my favorite snack foods: Earl's Cheese Puffs (you'll think you've died and gone to heaven), White Cheddar Popcorn, Hot Tamales, and Pirate's Booty (you can find this at any upscale grocery store), and I'm sure there's more that I'm forgetting (sorry girls!). All of this came in a great big green bag, along with a smaller bag that matches. After drying my tears because I was so touched that they would do this for me, I jokingly said, "What are you guys going to do for me if I need to have open heart surgery?"
I dragged this thing all over Mayo (well, RobbieMax dragged this thing all over Mayo). It was a lifesaver. I munched and read while waiting for tests and test results.
Now my wonderful coworkers are planning a "Party Heart-y with Julia" Party on July 1st. Will and RobbieMax are invited too. And they all are asking me what they can do to help me before, during the hospital stay, and after surgery.
I am working from home one and a half days a week, mostly to be with Will because he no longer has school, and partly to help with the stress levels at work so it doesn't adversely affect my health. This was my supervisor's idea.
And if I start freaking out (like I did today), I know I can visit any one of them in their cube and they will listen to my irrational fears about surgery (neck IV, anyone?) and help bring me back down from the edge of panic.
Everyone should be as lucky as I am. I love my job, but most importantly I love my friends at work. And I think they love me. What more can an editor ask for?
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