Back to Work

Today was my first day back at work in over three months. I have several observation to make on the day.

First of all waking up early in the morning is no fun.   I have been trying to train my body the last few weeks by waking up a little earlier week by week to get used to getting up for work. It didn't help.

As I pulled into the parking lot of the building I work in, the nervous excitement began to build up inside of me. When I walked into the lobby of the building, that feeling threatened to bubble over. I immediately had a flash back to the last time I was in that lobby. The last time I left this building I was being wheeled out to an ambulance on a stretcher after I collapsed on the floor of the lobby due to a severe infection. That was the beginning of when the PSC really took over. I do not remeber much from that morning, but I do remeber how amazing all my coworkers were in making sure I was being taken care of. The thought of this quickly made the nervousness bubbling inside subside.

The highlight of the day was getting to see all those people again. They well all so wonderful before, and especailly during my sickness. It was great to see them again. The numerous comments about how much better I looked were nice as well.

I didn't know quite what to expect of my first day back. I was careful not to over extend myself, and did my best to catch up on everything that I missed while I was out. In the end, getting back to work seemed to energize me more then anything. I felt really good and very postive about everything while I was at work. That high lasted the entire car ride home as well. I was feeling really good. And then, I got home. I hit the couch and hit the couch hard. It took a while to peel myself back up.

As I sit here on the couch (still), I am actaully looking forward to going back to work. Not the waking up part, but definitely the going back part. I felt an energy today that I have not felt in a long time. I am going to do everything I can to sustain that energy.