Friday, March 06, 2009

No good deed goes unpunished.

I'm feeling rather stupid today for a variety of reasons. I was already feeling rather stupid when I checked the mail. The mail didn't improve things.

You see about a month ago I decided to write a thank you letter to one of my law school professors. I had recently learned that he has Lou Gehrig's disease. As you may recall, my OB-GYN recently died from Lou Gehrig's disease. When I heard my OB-GYN was sick I thought to myself "Oh, I should write a note and tell him thanks for taking care of me and my babies." But I didn't. And then he died. So upon hearing that one of my professors happens to have the same disease I thought to myself. "Oh, I should write a note and tell him thanks for being a good teacher and for letting me watch class from the library when I had to take my baby to school with me." So I did. At the end of the note I asked him to please let me know if there was any way I could return the favor and joked that I still vaguely recalled how to write and do research if nothing else. Now I didn't refer to his illness in the note, because I didn't want to be like "Hey, heard you've got a really crappy disease so just wanted to say thanks before it is too late." Because that would be kind of intrusive and depressing. I know he is advocating for research into Lou Gehrig's disease so I thought maybe I could help out with mailing stuff or writing letters to different groups or whatever. Although I figured I wouldn't hear anything back. Which was fine.

Fast forward to today's mail: envelope from the law school with very brief typed note inside which basically said, "Dear Erin, thank you for the note. You mentioned contacting you if I needed some kind of research assistance. I appreciate the offer, however, I am dealing with a serious health issue and have reduced my consulting practice."

So I'm pretty sure he thinks I was asking for a job. Maybe I'm just paranoid. But asking for a job would be the most stereotypical, arrogant, self-centered, young law student kind of thing I could have possibly done. And I don't want a job. But I'm pretty sure he thinks that is what I was trying to ask for.


I'm feeling rather stupid today.


M.M.M. said...

doh. Well....hmmm. I'm stumped. I would probably write him another note...just to clarify.
2 people you know with Lou Gherigs. I can't spell that. That has got to be quite unusual. How sad. I didn't know your doctor had that. Had he had it for a while but continued practicing, or is it a pretty fast acting disease? Suppose I could wikepedia it.
Anyway...That was nice of you to do, I would try again.

Kristan Carter said...

oh don't feel stupid. that was very nice thing to do...and if that is what he thought oh well....your mind is now cleared..

Babata said...

Hey Erin,
Which professor? How sad and how hard? I feel bad for you, I hate it when things like that happen. I'm not sure what I would do, but I might write him/her again...not sure though. It was really thoughtful for you to think of him. Drop me an email when you get a chance I'm really curious about the professor, especially if it was one that let me watch from the family room as well!