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Campeau Corporation

Just a quick note to let you all know that as I am undergoing chemotherapy at the moment there are times that I get  Chemo brain a common term used by cancer survivors to describe thinking and memory problems that can occur during and after cancer treatment. Chemo brain can also be called chemo fog, chemotherapy-related cognitive impairment or cognitive dysfunction (as described by the Mayo Clinic) .  So if my writing seems slightly off over the next few months we will blame it on the chemo brain.  

scotia plazaBefore leaving Edmonton I knew that I would need to upgrade my skill set especially when it came to computers so I enrolled in a computer basic course at the Alberta Institute of Micro Computing.  This is where I picked up all my word-processing, excel and basic programming skills.  It was a great program and I excelled completing the program with a 98%.  That little diploma was probably one of the best choices I ever made in terms of my career path.  Once back in Toronto I was able to sign up with the Valerie Gilmore one of Toronto’s up and coming employment agencies.  I started out working temporary assignments and because I was a quick study with all things computer and looked and dressed professionally I was in high demand.  After a few months I finally landed a temporary assignment with Campeau Corporation and Rolly Villemare, Vice President, Accounting who later became my friend and mentor.

Campeau was relocating the head office from Ottawa to Toronto (360 Bay Street) and Rolly was responsible for making that happen.  I reported to him as his Administrative Assistant and we worked so well together he decided that he would like to have me work for him full-time.  In order to do this I was required o take a test on the new AS400 word processing system.  Knowing that I did not have the knowledge of this particular system I went to their HR department asked for the manual and crammed that night in preparation of the test in the morning.  I will admit I was not totally confident that I would be able to pull it off but I did and was hired that afternoon and flew to Ottawa to work with Rolly moving the office to Toronto.  This was such an exciting time in my life and career wise I was on the fast track with my mentor Rolly directing my every move.  I was moving in circles I only dreamed of making lots of money and wining and dining with the high rollers of Toronto’s high society.  There were lots of formal parties with top executives, drinking lunches and after work heavy socializing with staff members.  It was a period of excess in everything.  I had a pair of shoes to go with every outfit in my closet and there were many.  Spending $500 on a pair of shoes or clothes was nothing.  I had beautiful business suits one for every day of the week.  With Rollly’s support I moved from Administrative Assistant to Manager in Office Services and then HR Manager with an Administrative Assistant named Claire who mothered me more than my own mother and I loved her for it.  I was a black business manager on Bay Street one of the first.

During this period one of my main responsibilities was the build out of the 57 and 58th floor of Scotia Plaza with a two million dollar budget.  One memorable moment was taking a ride up the construction elevator to the 58th floor for a meeting when there was no glass, just open air and sky between the concrete slabs.  The view of Toronto was amazing.  During this meeting someone dropped a piece of metal piping at the other end of the floor and you could feel the slab floor vibrate.  This was not a good moment in my life the height, the openness, and the vibrating floor just about unhinged me and sent me into panic.  Fortunately, the meeting was concluding and I was able to escape back down 58 floors in a cage on the outside of the building.  Needless to say I turned down any further meetings up there until the floors were enclosed.  When the building was complete it was a beautiful copper red structure that graced the Toronto skyline and still does today.  The two floors 57 and 58 which I managed to influence and organize the build out and furnishings were absolutely beautiful.  My office was on the 57th floor facing east all dark wood and glass with a great view of the lake.

As I mentioned before this was a time of excess and the staff partied together, worked together and it was a time prior to setting work policies covering things like smoking in the office, interoffice relationships, or sexual harassment.  Those issues and polices came in play just before Campeau Corporation started its decline and ultimate downfall.   Just before the decline  I met my third husband.  He was a computer IT employee and I was immediately attracted to his genius and computer skills and his shy and unique personality.   I still remember all the very creative emails I would open in the mornings and then go into panic mode because I could not get them of my screen.  We dated and partied fell in love and had a terrific wedding and honeymoon in Hawaii and then had a beautiful daughter together.  I will go into more detail about this marriage another day.  But, my Campeau days would not have been complete without mentioning the love, romance and marriage that took place during that time.

With the downfall of the Campeau Corporation it meant the termination of most staff and I was asked in a very private meeting of the board if my loyalties were with the corporation or with Mr. Campeau.  Rolly was Mr. Campeau’s  right hand man and by association my loyalty was in question.   At the time I thought it was in my best interest and critical to my financial survival to convince them I was a company woman and that I needed the job.  Throughout the years I’ve questioned that decision.  Thinking that maybe had I said Mr. Campeau I might be living in Europe financially secure right now.  But, I didn’t and therefore in the end helped layoff most everyone and then finally myself.

Campeau Corporation was the highlight of my working life and gave me confidence and pride.  Working on Bay Street during that period was a very big accomplishment for a young black woman and will forever put a big smile on my face when I remember the fun and personal success of that time.

Cycle Two – complete

Unfortunately Cycle Two did not go according to plan.  My blood work came back low which caused a delay in the treatment to the next week in order to allow my white count to come back up on its own.  On one hand this news was very disappointing and then on the other it meant a second week without chemo.  I was also being weaned of Dexamethasone which is a steroid that prevents the release of substances in the body that cause inflammation, which is often given into the vein before chemotherapy to help control acute nausea and vomiting. It is also given as an oral tablet for patients to take for the two or three days following chemotherapy to help minimize delayed nausea and vomiting.  In my case I was given oral dexamethasone to help increase my appetite and reduce pain at the beginning of this journey.  So, I have been on the drug for almost three months and it was starting to have negative side effects one of which is I look like porky the pig with my face so swollen. The weaning was a very difficult withdrawal and at the same time I was receiving Cycle two part one.  So to the say that following weekend was hard would be an understatement.  Acute fatigue set in and  I had literally had no energy, was not hungry and for the first time felt the nausea.  I slept for most of that weekend which was ultimately the only way to get through that period of feeling drained and sick.  I must admit during that time I really began to question why anyone would put themselves through this.  I also developed some sort of mouth infection (caused by the chemo) actually cancelling part 2 altogether.  Is this a good thing or a bad thing, I’m not sure.   To track my progress I had a CAT scan yesterday and and will be receiving a bone scan at the end of this week.  Hopefully the scans will show that the chemo is doing its job.

For now I’ve been off the steroid for three weeks and starting my second week of no chemo and I’m feeling better with a little more energy and a better appetite.  My next cycle is scheduled for next week along with the review of my CAT scan and bone scan.  I will prepare for my blood work next Tuesday and take it one day at a time and say a few prays that the chemo is holding the cancer at bay and I have the strength to complete Cycle three.

snoppyIn the meantime,  I’m looking forward to spending time with my daughter over Christmas and will try and make the most of the festive season.  I am certainly working on that by watching every Christmas show on the TV for the first time in years.  Not surprising most of the shows are about hope and faith and the belief that all will be well.  So, I can’t go wrong indulging in the Christmas spirit at this time.  It helps put me in my happy place.  Happy Holidays everyone…