Back To Work

The recuperation is progressing nicely.  I’ve been back to work a couple of weeks.  I went to the grocery store by myself last night.  I can run the sweeper and mop the floor.  Heck, I even walked Luci around the block the other day.  I told the cashier at Kroger’s last night that I’m getting tired of being waited on hand and foot (did I really say that?) and there really is such a thing as too much togetherness (I think Hubby and I are getting on each other’s nerves).  

 

Over all, I’m okay but I’m still pretty tired at the end of the day.  That and I’m still doing the 2 liters of water thing and I’m sloshing my way to the bathroom alot.  Let me tell ya, that sure makes my commute to work interesting.  Thirty minutes each way hoping for no traffic delays . . .

 

I’m off to bed to rest up . . . hopefully I’ll be back to my normal self soon . .

 

 

Only When She Wants Something

 

My step-daughter has a love/hate relationship with Hubby.  It’s been an on-again/off-again type of relationship between the two of them that has been going on since Hubby divorced The Ex 25 years ago.  The divorce happened when “Princess” (my step-daughter) was 8 years old . . . she’s 33 now and has never forgiven her father for “leaving her.”  I won’t bore you with all the details of everything that’s happened over the years.  Let’s just say that even though she is a Drama Diva and lives by the credo of "what have you done for me lately," we all share responsibility for the various problems and we’ve worked hard over the years to fix them.  When things are good, we have a great relationship with Princess.  When things are bad, though, it can get really ugly and we don’t hear from Princess for months (sometimes a year or more) at a time. 

 

Right now we’re in an “off-again” phase of the relationship.  She’s got her nose out of joint about something and she hasn’t talked to her dad in almost a year.  I think it’s been about 6 months or so since she’s talked to me.  When we’re in this phase, we only hear from her if she wants something.  She called around Christmas because she needed to get a tooth pulled and didn’t have the money.  Hubby sent her the money as a Christmas present.  He hasn’t heard anything from her since.  

 

When I got home from work today, there was a message on the voice mail from Rent A Center in the town where Princess lives.  The guy that left the message said that Princess left Hubby’s name as a personal reference and he wanted to verify the information with him.  The girl has only talked to her dad once in the last year and she’s giving his name as a personal reference at Rent A Center?  What is she thinking?  Wait ‘til Hubby hears about this! 

 

When Hubby got home, I told him about the message.  His response was “No, I’m not going to do it.  The Bank of Dad and Pam is closed.”  Okay, I can respect that.  I’m tempted to give Hubby a standing ovation for finally realizing what she’s been doing all these years.  The best part is that I will get to handle whatever drama results from Hubby’s decision.  That’s okay.  I’ve been the bad guy for years . . . what’s one more episode?    

 

Sometimes my life is more interesting than a soap opera . . . .

I Can’t Believe I Just Did That

 

I just spent an hour watching "National Bingo Night"

 

Not necessarily because I was interested in seeing it, but more because I’m too tired to change the channel.

 

How boring is my life if I’m watching bingo on TV? 

I’m Normal?!

 

After the horrible result of my annual girlie exam in April – that’s the exam that started my surgery ordeal – I was not looking forward to my annual mamogram.  But I bit the bullet (so to speak) and scheduled it for last week.  I got the results today and I am more than estatic to report that the radiologist said that I’m normal . . .

 

Okay, the exact wording was "the results of your recent mamography examination are normal" . . .

 

That’s probably about as close as I’ll ever get to somebody saying that I’m normal. 

 

Excuse me while I do a happy dance with Blacky and Luci . . . .

 

(Yes, Catholic Mom, I was already doing the happy dance when I read your blog about your recent weight loss.  All the more reason to happy dance through the house and yard!)

All Clear

 

Got the all clear from the doc today.  I can go back to work tomorrow.  Yippee!!!  I can’t believe that my month is up already and I can’t believe that I’m feeling so great.  

 

There are a few things I still can’t do for another two weeks – walking Luci, running the sweeper, lifting anything over 10 lbs – and that’s why I’m so excited about going to work.  I’m actually getting a little bored.  At least if I’m at work I will feel like I’m doing something constructive.

 

The sad part is that I’m going to miss spending time with the puppies during the day.  Of the two of them, I’m sure that Luci is going to miss me the most.  She’s been used to going out every 10 minutes or so . . . like now.  She’s whining to go out one more time before we go to bed . . .

 

Wish me luck that I don’t fall asleep at my desk tomorrow afternoon!

 

 

What Did You Do Today?

 

Luckily, Hubby hasn’t asked me that while I’ve been home on sick leave . . . but just in case you’re wondering . . .

 

6:30 a.m. – get up with Hubby when his alarm goes off.  Let the dogs out to potty.

 

6:40 a.m. – fix breakfast for Blacky and Luci.  Make sure Blacky takes his arthritis meds before Luci pushes him out of the way to check out his food bowl.

 

6:55 a.m. – give Hubby a hug and a kiss before he leaves for work.  Yes, I’ve done that every day for the last 23 years. 

 

7:00 a.m. – go back to bed!  Thankfully Luci and Blacky understand that Mommy needs a morning nap.

 

9:00 a.m. – eat breakfast, take a shower, get dressed and all that stuff

 

10:00 a.m. – watch Dr. Phil . . . and let Luci in and out about every 10 minutes.

 

11:00 a.m. – get on the computer, read local newspaper, read comics, check out a few blogs, generally just surf the net for a while. 

 

12:00 p.m. – still surfing and watching the local news at the same time.  Let Blacky out to go potty and give them both “lunch cookies.”   No, Blacky doesn’t run in and out as often as Luci does.  He’ll go out, do his business, maybe sun himself on the deck for a little while and then come back inside. 

 

12:30 p.m. – fix my lunch and watch Young and Restless.  No, Luci doesn’t get to run in and out during my soap.  She’ll sit in the living room and stare at the TV like she’s really watching the story.  Blacky is usually napping on his doggie bed. 

 

1:30 p.m. – time for everybody to go outside and enjoy the sun and fresh air on the deck.  If I have any errands to run, this is when I do them or if I have any housework that needs to be done.  But normally I’m outside playing fetch with Luci (I throw, she chases), reading my book, or working on my cross stitch.  

 

2:30 p.m. – Blacky and Luci are ready for their afternoon naps about now – time to go back inside and see what kind of trash TV we can find to watch.  Usually a judge show (People’s Court, Judge Joe Brown, Divorce Court) or something else equally entertaining. 

 

4:00 p.m. – time for the Ellen DeGeneres show.  Yes, I’m hooked.  Oh, and I have to start supper.  

 

6:15 p.m. – Hubby’s home from work.  Time for supper. 

 

7:00 p.m. – supper over, do the dishes.  Let Luci in and out a few dozen more times.

 

8:00 p.m. – play fetch with Luci and Blacky some more. 

 

8:30 p.m. – time to come in for the day.  Watch TV with Hubby.

 

10:00 p.m. – watch the local news.  Get ready for bed.  

 

I’ve only got a few more days of this wonderfully relaxed schedule.  I’m sure going to miss it when I go back to work next week. 

Random Thought from the Road to Recovery

 

Okay, I’ve been very bad about keeping the blog updated while I’ve been home.  I will admit that I’m enjoying being a couch potato and I’m going to be very sad when it ends and I have to go back to work.  It’s been almost three weeks since the surgery and I’m really surprised at how great I feel.  The two week follow-up appointment went well last week.  Doc said I could drive and I promptly went to Wal-Mart right after my appointment.  Probably not the smartest thing I’ve ever done because I wasn’t there for more than 30 minutes when I got tired and had to go home.  I was so wore out when I got home that I had to take a 2 hour nap.  I’m supposed to go back to work on May 15.  That means I only have one week left to get myself to a point where I won’t need an afternoon nap every day. 

 

That’s a shame because I really like my afternoon naps.  It’s become a part of my routine.  If you can have a routine when you’re home on sick leave, that is.  I eat lunch and watch “The Young and The Restless” and then I take my nap.  Luckily, Blacky and Luci have learned that Mommy needs her nap every afternoon and they nap with me.  We shut the front door, pick something interesting on TV for background noise and snooze away! 

 

Another part of my daily routine is drinking 2 liters of water every day.  EVERY DAY.  Oh. My. Goodness.  That’s a lot of water because before the surgery I was lucky if I drank a half liter of water every day.  I’m not used to drinking so much water and I’m spending most of my day going to the bathroom.  The good part of drinking all this water is that I’ve lost 7 lbs. since the surgery and I think the water has something to do with it.  Either because I’m walking to the bathroom all the time or that my stomach is always full of water so I don’t get hungry.  Doesn’t matter because I’m not complaining! 

 

This is my last week at home.  I have another follow-up appointment next Monday and I’m going back to work on the 15^th.  I’m grateful that I’m feeling good enough that I can enjoy this last week at home.