I haven’t quite been myself these past couple of months…
… and I think I owe some folks an explanation.
Michele and I spent our tenth anniversary seeing specialists (including flying over to Palo Alto to hit up the Stanford teaching hospital) and doing our best to be as proactive as possible about a very tough situation here.
We’ve seen eleven doctors, and had a review board that included radiologists weigh in.
Now, at last, we’ve got a plan.
On Christmas Eve, Michele will go in for major surgery.
We both feel good about this decision, aided by the best medical opinion and advice we could muster.
Four to seven day hospital stay, three to six week recovery. We’ll know more about what we’re dealing with at some point during the recovery.
I’ve only told a few close friends…
… but the unreturned calls, and unexplained lapses in dealing with colleagues is catching up with me.
And now, of course, I’m going to be focusing on taking care of Michele for a couple of weeks. So I’ll be even harder to reach, and even slower to respond.
We’ll appreciate any good thoughts and good energy you can send our way.
Oddly, several of my colleagues and friends are going through similar gut checks. I just traded emails with Michel Fortin, who will be helping Sylvie recover from surgery during the same time frame. One of the other speakers in Dubai is about a week behind us in deciding on a surgery plan. An old buddy from high school just suffered his first heart attack.
It’s like… wow.
I’m not asking for special favors. There’s trouble enough to spare in the world right now.
Just cut me a little slack here for a few weeks while we deal with this.
I won’t be entirely out of touch… but Michele is, of course, my first priority and will remain so.
I’m all fortified with Zen-level positiveness, and we’ve got a small army of friends and family eager to help out. It’s nice to see how the ranks tighten up when necessary. Michelle and I agreed to stay upbeat, remain engaged with our professional lives, and laugh as much as possible whlie we’re gearing up.
In a way, it’s like training for a marathon. At some point, the day arrives, and you gotta take a deep breath and just get on with it.
If you take anything away from this, please realize how important it is to enjoy your friends and family during this holiday period. Maybe re-evaluate some old grudges, maybe make that call you know you should make. Say what needs to be said.
Life is wonderful and strange and unpredictable. As Halbert loved to say, “If you want to make God laugh, just make plans.”
Live your days with gusto, and spread the good vibes around generously and with abandon.
I love all you guys.
P.S. Small piece of biz: I just found out several friends have been following the wrong dude on Twitter. I’m at www.twitter.com/johncarlton007.
No promises, but if I do post anything in the next couple of weeks, it’ll be there.
In the meantime, don’t neglect the archives here. Good time to catch up.