2007 wrapup
Only two things really happened to me this year. I made a career transition, and it went even better than I thought it could. Video game project management? That's pretty crazy. I got a copy of my game and showed it to my family. I showed them my name in the credits and it was very gratifying. But as big as that was, it's nothing compared to the drama that started on May 3. It's hard to do a wrap up when your year is like this. I'll try. It's easier when you have an archived blog.
January: I thought 2006 was bad. I was disappointed and worried about not getting a job offer, but it all worked out in the end.
February: More high hopes that were later dashed.
March: A strange precursor to what was to come. Towards the end of that month I went up to 208 pounds. But then things started to change for the better.
April: I started the new job and loved it immediately. Things were really looking as though they could get to be really good. But then I started feeling funny.
May: Cancer.
June: Working like crazy trying to finish the game I am working on only to learn that the client wants more from us. I won't be around the office to finish the project. Chemotherapy starts, and I lose my hair.
July: Things get worse when my PICC line gets infected, and I spend an agonizing week in the hospital. And here's where I thought it couldn't get any worse.
August: I stop going to work as it has become too strenuous. I get another clot in the other arm and spend 30 hours in emergency. And this is where my life changes. Surgery on the 27th, and some days in the hospital. Brilliant entries written by Rose.
September: Recovery and pain.
October: Here's where I lose my mind completely.
November: Depression and the beginning of pure hell. But at least my birthday was awesome. I was able to eat some baby back ribs and drink two full pints.
December: More of the same, plus money problems. At least I spent some time with my family.
Doesn't sound like a great year, does it? I am left ragged, weak and unable to truly enjoy the simple pIeasure of eating (unless it's super fancy food, don't ask why). I can't see myself getting a whole lot better than this, as though I have physically lost 25 years of my life and am now a 58-year-old man. I suppose it wasn't a stellar year, but I can't help but think that there is something positive that came from all of this. I am not sure what, though. 2008 will start to reveal this to me, I think. At least I hope so. That's one thing that cancer has not taken from me. Hope. I like to say that if I don't have hope, then I have nothing.
So here's to new beginnings. People are hopeful at this time of year and I am no exception. I hope to get physically active again. I hope to start school again. I hope that I do well at work again. I hope that I can be less of an emotional drain in my relationship.
I just hope everything turns out better than in 2006 or 2007.