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Everything is Going to Be Alright… September 12, 2010

Posted by Marc Troeger in Marriage, Passion, Relax, stress, Technology, work.
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It’s been a hectic month as I’ve started working with a new client on a long-term project in New York City.  This requires me to travel to the Big Apple each week.  While this may sound exciting and glamorous to many of you, the glitter and shine of the big city has faded a little as I have begun to settle in to a long process of supporting my client’s needs.

And those needs have required me to put in some monster hours.  It has literally been non-stop and at times the pace I keep has almost made me feel out of breath, even while sitting at my desk!

Fortunately, this past weekend, I was able to take a break and catch a quick flight to my home in Ohio, and to a loving and caring wife, even though she knew I would continue to spend hours on my computer, in my home office.

So…it was late Saturday night and I was still hammering away at another document.   I popped open a web browser to do more research when I suddenly ended up where I hadn’t planned.   And I just stopped and stared.  The message couldn’t have been any more clear.

I could not continue. I could not perform another keystroke.  I just stopped, left everything and went upstairs to crawl in bed with my slumbering wife.  And, even though I tossed and turned a bit as I found my sleep, I just knew that, in the end, everything was going to be alright.

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A humbling lesson from… Walmart December 23, 2008

Posted by Marc Troeger in humor, life, Marriage, Patience.
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My original thoughts about this foot surgery was that I was going to be out-and-about within a few days, resuming my normal activities, albeit a little slower, but without much hindrance none-the-less. When I went for consultation prior to my surgery, Dr. Snyder stated that it would be 6-8 weeks before I could even begin to resume any normal activities.

double_diamond“Bah! I’ll show him!” was the first thought that crossed my mind. I’m a guy who climbs small mountains (novicely), skis down double-black diamond slopes(haphazardly), participates in 24 hour mountain bike races (recklessly), runs marathons (averagely), rafts wild rivers (carelessly) and, bottom line: just can’t sit still (expertly). I was not going to let a little foot surgery hold me down!

Walmart made me think differently.

First off, let me throw a disclaimer out there. I am not a fan of shopping at Walmart. While there is nothing morally wrong with low prices and cheap, Chinese goods, I prefer to shop locally, supporting businesses and services in my hometown and the surrounding area. There are times, though, that the convince and availability is to tempting. Besides, I’d been stuck in the house for 4 days straight and when my wife (a nurse by profession and a bulldog by years of caring for others) felt I could join her to pick up a few things, I jumped at the chance. I was more excited than Ernie is when he knows he’s going for a walk. Her only requirement was that I ride in one of the little, electric, mobile shopping carts the store keeps at the front door. “A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G! Just get me off the couch!”

My pride got the best of me as I walked through the doors of the mega-mart and saw cartthe little cart. It suddenly became a symbol of immobility and, to me, getting older. “ There’s no way I’m riding in that thing!” I insisted to my wife, as I leaned on my trusty, mountaineering pole I was using as a makeshift support. “I am not riding in that thing. No way! I can manage with my trekking pole (I refused to call it a ‘cane’)”. My wife looked at me with those bulldog, caring eyes and then smirked one of those nurses smiles when patients refuses to take their medicine.

“Fine.” was her reply.

Hobbling along, I relished being back with humanity, enthusiastically saying hi to people I didn’t know. I was drinking in the chatter of people and stimulated by all the commerce taking place. At that moment, life couldn’t be better.

It was 10 minutes into my jaunt, halfway to the back of the store, near the frozen food section that something didn’t feel right. Swelling of the foot… pain… a little dizziness… “Bah!” I said, I’ll manage. Five minutes minutes later… nausea and a bit of a sweat formed on my upper lip. I met my wife’s eyes. The nurses smirk was there.

“How are you doing?” she asked, with those bulldog, caring eyes.

“Uh… I think I’m going to go sit in the car.” I said.

“Fine.” was her reply.

Waiting in the car, I sat gloomy and embarrassed. It became clear to me that this recovery would not be as swift as I anticipated. “Six to 8 weeks before you can resume normal activities.” Dr. Snyder’s words reverberated through my head.

My wife got to the car, stowed her purchases and climbed in the driver’s seat. There were no bulldog eyes or nurses smirk. She leaned over and gave me a gentle kiss and a caress.

“How are you doing?” She asked.

“I’m fine,” I replied.

Staring out into the dark night as we drove off, I realized I missed my couch, knowing that it was my symbol of patience and recovery.

-marc

Oops… Got Married. September 1, 2007

Posted by Marc Troeger in Marriage.
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I got married on Sept 1. What a life altering experience for a 45 year old bachelor-for-life! But I love her and care for her three teenage girls. Will be quite the adventure…

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