I had brain surgery AND I got my PhD!
I was wondering what the difference is between gossip and simply exchanging information about another person you may or may not know mutually. I am not nearly as sensitive to gossip as I was a few years ago while dealing with The Mother on a more full time basis. And I'd like to think that people I know now are not so apt to gossip about me - not that I have such a high profile life to gossip about. I still wonder though - not in a harboring-of-ill-will kind of way, but in that self regulatory manner in which I question myself; am I gossiping right now? What's the difference?
This all comes about because I have been approach by a few people over the last month inquiring of my surgery, where I have found myself correcting misinformation. Now, maybe my rather dry blog - what, 5 weeks ago? - about my pro-ceed-jure lent itself to surgery talk. Surgery brings to mind things like plastic wristbands, a small case of personal belongings, admitting staff, anesthesia, bad green jello and backless gowns. I have not experienced this personally. My pro-ceed-jure took all of 5 minutes, but the hullabaloo leading up to it equated to the fear a surgery instills as far as I was concerned. No, no surgery for me.
I am still curious about this whole scenario - I've been approached, discussed, and if I am blessed enough perhaps prayed about - some amount of the population in my bubble thinks I had surgery. However, I am left puzzled. If a concerned number of people think I did have surgery, it sure was lonely in the hospital. My phone didn't ring. I have no scrubbed up casserole dishes to return. And seriously folks, where's all my Get Well cards?
p.s. The pro-ceed-jure was not all it was cracked up to be, I still limp around with various amounts of tingling, numbness, achey/pinchy nerve like pain in my left hiney and leg ... and I am still grumpy. Yes, I am doing something about it, and no it is not surgery. Just in case you wanted to know.
Oh, oops...I was the purveyor this week of the "surgery" word. Sorry. Some one just said they didn't think you were feeling too good (it was a ladder-climbing matter) and I, trying to impress the weightines of the whole thing, perhaps overspoke you into having had surgery, rather than just a "procedure."
It wasn't meant in a derogatory way at all, so I hope it wasn't gossip, just concern?
Posted by: j | Nov 02, 2008 at 07:03 PM
Oops...I was right there with ya! I too approached you regarding surgery...glad to hear it was just a procedure but sad to hear it didn't help.
Posted by: Stef | Nov 06, 2008 at 10:22 AM