Strategy. post brain tumor p2
June 1, 2010
How did I do the socialzing? I used Michael – husband & all-round good guy.
My one attempt at a verbal comment during the session was a failure. No one could understand me and I let my frustration show – not director-like or even attractive. I switched to the computer to type out my question and then someone would read it aloud.
Because I knew I only had one shot, I hung back. Because I am slow I started several themes and would pick one to develop as the conversation evolved.
The result was my contribution was more strategic. I’ll be a good director yet.
And Michael loved his lamb chops!
Strategy, post brain tumor
May 27, 2010
There is lots of socializing time built in to the 2 day retreat – drinks & dinner.
But I can’t eat – still nil by mouth and even my sister doesn’t understand me in a noisy room.
The informal schmooze is as important as the formal sessions. I don’t know how yet, but I must participate in both.
I pack my computer (large type), my voice amplifier, extra kleenex and portable feed system. By hook or by crook I will do it.
My silence is not by choice
March 7, 2010
Having only one working vocal chord and a wonky brain keeps me silent at the board committee. It is not how I used to be.
For years I acted as if I was the only person who could get things done. My mantras were: If I want it done right, do it myself; While others struggle with problem definition, I already have the solution. I arrive at my first board event post-brain surgery feeling vulnerable and inadequate.
Today, I have to rely on others. I have to count on them to have a body that is more able and a mind that works faster.
During the meeting my fellow directors probe management. They pose the questions I think and ask many more. The only thing missing from the meeting is the sound of my voice.
My silence is golden. Can I learn to love my silence as much as did the sound of my own voice?
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