a death in the department
Jun. 1st, 2010 07:42 pmA colleague died suddenly. She was 58. She was admitted to hospital with a broken leg, then she had a pulmonary embolism in hospital and suddenly, she died. She was at our institution for 33 years. She was a difficult colleague and nobody who knew her was indifferent to her, a fiery old Marxist and unionist. It is very shocking and only just sinking in (it happened last Thursday).
Death has a strange effect when it happens close by. It's so wrong when someone 'drops dead on the job'. The sequence is supposed to be retirement party -- draw your pension and have a good life -- and then, years down the line, a sad announcement. This is so wrong. Her name's still on her door; people are still emailing her (the computing services won't allow us to hack into her account); today I marked one of her dissertations: it was like standing in a dead woman's shoes.
*shakes self* I had to draft emails to the students and to colleagues who are no longer at our institution, re-arrange her marking, find out what else she was supposed to be doing. I'm finding it really tough. In a funny way, it's worse today than it was last Thursday when we stood around in shock and went to the pub to swap stories about her.
:-( Let's enjoy life while we have it and let's not worry about the small shit. There's no use planning ahead: oh, when I'm retired, then I'll do this and that... it may not happen...!
Death has a strange effect when it happens close by. It's so wrong when someone 'drops dead on the job'. The sequence is supposed to be retirement party -- draw your pension and have a good life -- and then, years down the line, a sad announcement. This is so wrong. Her name's still on her door; people are still emailing her (the computing services won't allow us to hack into her account); today I marked one of her dissertations: it was like standing in a dead woman's shoes.
*shakes self* I had to draft emails to the students and to colleagues who are no longer at our institution, re-arrange her marking, find out what else she was supposed to be doing. I'm finding it really tough. In a funny way, it's worse today than it was last Thursday when we stood around in shock and went to the pub to swap stories about her.
:-( Let's enjoy life while we have it and let's not worry about the small shit. There's no use planning ahead: oh, when I'm retired, then I'll do this and that... it may not happen...!
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Date: 2010-06-01 06:56 pm (UTC)My condolences. :( It sounds like your institution will sorely miss her.
Let's enjoy life while we have it and let's not worry about the small shit.
You're so right! I try to remind this to myself every time my son disobeys/angers me: this is small shit, mom, don't fret about it! There are parents who lose their children to incurable diseases...
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Date: 2010-06-01 09:03 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-06-01 07:37 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-06-01 09:05 pm (UTC)Absolutely! In a way, it doesn't even matter whether you got on with the person or not: they're just part of the place, and it's very unsettling when they disappear.
You've had a few deaths? We had two suicides some years ago but they were in a different department in a different building, and I wasn't so affected; it was more like awful gossip.
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Date: 2010-06-01 09:37 pm (UTC)we're an unhealthy bunch of boozers and smokers. :(
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Date: 2010-06-01 08:15 pm (UTC)Let's enjoy life while we have it and let's not worry about the small shit.
Yes. It's the only thing to do really, isn't it? Just try your best to make it count.
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Date: 2010-06-01 09:07 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-06-01 08:23 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-06-01 09:07 pm (UTC)*stares at Legolas who has a cheering effect, what with is longevity and all*
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