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Crazy life of a CenPho comedian & socialite

The week from Hell, but then I realized… November 10, 2012

Filed under: My crazy life — fabamy @ 9:17 pm

…that, in the end, I have it pretty good.

Last weekend, I learned that a friend had died. I just happened to see a friend comment on a Facebook status, of someone who’s not even on my friends list, sympathy for a mutual friend’s death. When I saw his name, my heart sank. I immediately jumped over to his Facebook page and just burst into tears. We weren’t as close as he was with some people, but we fucked around a lot on Facebook chat for a couple of years. He was beautiful, behind and in front of the camera. My heart broke. I’ve been pretty stressed out for a couple of weeks, so I’m sure that contributed to the fountain of tears. It just really sucked. It’s my “Downtown Circle,” a group of my friends who are all in the CenPho/Downtown area. It’s a cool group of people – no, wait – it’s the COOLEST group of people in my life.

Later in the week, I had some really cool things planned. I was to present at Fascinations, which had been planned for months. It was something fun and different to do, especially since I haven’t done comedy in at least a month. I’m putting a ton of energy into my business and the documentary. Comedy will always be there for me, so it’s ok to set it aside until I can really put time into writing again. I also had a presentation set up for a high school in North Scottsdale. I spoke there last year, right after my surgery, and I was so excited to go again. It reminds me of teaching, which I sometimes miss. Sometimes.

But, in the middle of the week, I got slammed really hard financially. It was bad enough that I had to call my parents for help. Now, I’m the oldest and the most independent of us. I had to learn responsibility at a really young age. I think that has a lot to do with me being single for so long: I lived my life FOR others for a very long time. It’s not a bad thing, but I was always some sort of caretaker, up until my marriage ended ten years ago. Anyway, I had 36 hours of Hell to deal with. HELL. I didn’t sleep for 2 nights. I could barely work. I ate very poorly. I was a wreck. A. Hot. Mess. If it weren’t for my parents and my neighbors, Will and Jada, I don’t know what I would have done. I really, truly, don’t.

I also had the Mayo Clinic Transplant Reunion today. They are very emotional for me. Today’s was really nice, but I cried three times. I saw a woman who I met at my last testing appointment before donating my kidney. Turns out, her surgery was scheduled to be 2 hours before mine. We donated 18 months ago and still text occasionally. It was great to see her and her recipient, who I hadn’t met before. Then I got a tweet from Rebecca. She started to follow me on Twitter after seeing me on the news (the first time), and donated 6 months ago.

She donated her kidney because of me. I was there the morning of her surgery. I spent hours with her family, just to be there to answer questions and show support. They are a great bunch of people and now I will have them in my life forever. Rebecca is my kidney sister!

I got to spend time with both my parents (FabParents) and TinyParents. It was awesome and I’m glad I got to see my Mom, who got me through this week.

I got home and planted my ass on the couch. My friend Kerstin brought me one of her cheesecakes. She’s won awards for them. They were going to give me a gift card for speaking at the high school, but I told her I’d rather have one of her cheesecakes. This is the second time she’s set me up to speak at the school where she teachers. She and her husband are really great people! I knew Jada loved cheesecake, and I knew they would be gone all day, so I used the key they gave me to sneak a huge piece of cheesecake in their refrigerator. I slid the plate on top of the Fry’s cheesecake that was already in there.

And that’s when I realized that I’ve got the best people in my life. All because of that hunk of cheesecake.


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