More Bag Wars
This entry was posted on 6/5/2007 12:43 PM and is filed under Recovery, Complications.
6/05/07
OK, this shook me up.
I just left a meeting at the university. There were 10 of us who work together on a major leadership project. It was a very small cramped room. It was the kind of space that already concerns me, knowing that there is some odor that comes from the urine bag that I am wearing.
An hour into the meeting I had to leave the room to empty my bag. I returned to the meeting thinking that I was good to go for another hour or two. Just as I started to sit down, I felt it. Liquid (urine) was running down my leg. I quickly left the room and returned to the restroom. I had failed to close the screw type valve. The damage was done. My pants and socks had both absorbed some of the urine.
They say that attitude is everything. I could return to the meeting and just watch the reactions as the smell permeated the room. I suppose I could try to find some sort of humor in that. I could picture it as a scene in a movie comedy.
No, I wasn’t there. I didn’t even try to be. A sense of embarrassment and defeat is what hit me. I kind of blurted out that I had to leave and I got out of there as fast as I could. As I exited the room I tried to give Mary Anne a look of assurance so she wouldn’t think anything was wrong. I couldn’t get back to talk to her without stepping over and around a couple of people.
A lot of different emotions went through me as I crossed the parking lot for the car – none of them very positive. I had just failed at this little stab at carrying on my professional life.
It is sometimes hard to see the light at the end of this tunnel.
