May 09, 2011 - 10:16 pm
we've all seen that, or similar movies. The folks who are on the fringe of society that suddenly become useful, a team, even, when duty calls. Anyone know of a bridge or a dam that needs blowing up?
That's how I feel right now. I was fairly useless before my husband was diagnosed - I even thought he was working himself up to finding something better - then I was needed. My own personal mix of obnoxiousness, pushiness, dogged "I can find an answer to this problem" nature, not to mention the mix of pharmacy/chemistry/medicine background my family and other experiences gave me. . . .suddenly, they were useful! Not annoying, not boring, but actually useful.
I do believe I got us through some rough times - sometimes just because everyone believed in me and I said it could be done.
But now, it's back to normal life. My special talents are back to being annoying.
I really, really don't want cancer back, just as I think the Dirty Dozen guys really didn't want war to continue. But I do miss being essential.
Is there anything more useless than an out-of-work hero (quoting Heinlein here).
What happens after you ride into the sunset?
PS - Can you really imagine a more whiney person? Isn't happily-ever-after good enough for her?