Tale of a Big-Boned Gal

Story of a woman undergoing gastric bypass surgery.

Friday, September 01, 2006

"I... am... OUTTA HERE!"

Thank you Dennis Miller!

So I gave my 2 week notice on Wednesday. Yeah, I know it really was hard too. At some point while I was off work I came to a realization that it wasn't really working out at work. I was overworked (I know why Arlene... no lectures please), I wasn't really going anywhere, and the pressure cooker environment just was not good for my health. You know alot of people think that the second surgery I had was a result of something that went wrong in the first surgery. It was not. I had an ulcer and it perforated. And the thing is, that ulcer was already there. Another stress-related disorder. I think between myself and Deb, we've experienced about every stress-related medical condition. I had shingles, TMJ, Meniere's; she had excema, heart palpitations, etc. Anyway, all that aside, I made a decision that I needed to get to the root of the problem and stop treating the symptoms.

Before my surgery, whenever I got upset, angry, depressed or stressed out, I would come home and eat EVERYTHING I COULD GET MY HANDS ON. So since I can't do that anymore, well, actually I buy things like new cars and Italian leather purses, but that's beside the point.

The point is . . . well my friend Kimber said it best in an analogy:
If you keep getting gonorrhea... and you keep buying penicillin to treat your gonorrhea... the problem isn't that you keep getting gonorrhea... the problem is that you're a WHORE! (I still loves me kitty, Kimber!)

So I decided that I was tired of being a whore and now I'm going to have a whole new life. I have more confidence, more energy, and I want to try something new. It's not that I don't think MICA does good work, it does and it's never the people. I love everyone (well, almost everyone) that I have worked with there over the last 12 years. The people are what makes MICA what it is - they put their whole hearts into their work. I just couldn't do it anymore though.

Sometimes I think that while I was off work, I saw things happening at work from a different perspective. I guess what I mean is, I wasn't there to buffer things, and I didn't like the way I saw people being treated. I felt bad when I first made this decision because I wasn't going to be there to "take care" of my team, but you know what? They're all grown women. And strong women and I think they can take care of themselves and will do what they can to make it work. I know they are going to hire someone to kind of take my place, but can anyone really take my place? Okay now I'm just blowing...

So there it is then. I'm going to experience new things and meet new people and I'm out there. Get ready, because here I come!

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