First day back at work on Friday wasn't so bad, Saturday, feet were hurting a bit more and this morning, shoulders are sore, hands are kind of sore.... I think my right hand is kind of swollen due to scratching it yesterday dangit. I have to remember to wear gloves when working around pokey things so I don't get scratched or poked and risk lymphodema.
Other than that, just getting used to being back on a work schedule and trying to take it easy when I'm there. HA! Moving and shifting plants, helping people, being on my feet for two hours at a time, which kind of works out okay. Making sure to bring my Alleve with me every day but it feels good to be working muscles again that haven't had enough exercise in the last three months. My feet are killing me by the end of the day of course, and like any muscle being used more it's going to take some time for everything to stop hurting while I get back into shape. Then I'll be back out for more surgery (have to call doctor on Monday to get that sceduled) and then, by October, I'll be a new girl!l
I start back at the fabric store next week, Wednesday afternoon specifically, that should be a piece of cake compared to going back to the nursery. Nothing really heavy to lift there except bolts of fabric and those are lighter than large plants. The people are easier also, although there haven't been any real idiots yet.
I need new shoes though, remembered I have a big crack in the bottom of one of my shoes that lets water in... haven't had to worry about that before and didn't notice it until my right foot started to feel damp. Thankfully I got them at Walmart and they aren't expensive but they will still have to wait until paycheck after next.
Other than that, same old stuff, on the computer talking to friends, still doing a little writing and getting through day to day stuff. It's weird going back to work, after being there for so long, and then not being there for only three months, it was like coming back to a place that I remembered from a dream. The knowlege was still there and I knew where everything was but it was different. Kind of surreal really, but then I get busy and start focusing on the moment and it all goes back to 'normal'. As normal as it can get anyway.
"The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four Americans is suffering from some form of mental illness. Think of your three best friends. If they're okay, then it's you." - Rita Mae Brown
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