Odd title of a blog I know. I've got maybe 1-2 more entries of this blog then I'm done. It doesn't have to be over. You can read my other blog life is. Not the same tho.
I want to say I've enjoyed writting this blog. Most of the memories I was carrying around have been exorcised either by time or writting. Now at least there is a record. I truly think I captured the whole of my experience.
In my heart I want to hope and think, someone who needs this blog will find it.
I want to thank everyone for having read it. I do wish there had been more audience participation, comments or questions. But then I wasn't writting for that alone. Thank you all for coming along for the ride.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Getting ready for work next week.
I was pleased that I would be starting my work week on a short one. I was very concerned that I would poop out in the middle of the day. Sunday I gave thoughts about food. I would bring 2 snacks, primarily grapes and cheerios.
Had been eating more regularly, but cautiously. Not over doing it on the sodium at all. I still was getting those hunger attacks, lessened, but still there. So I wanted to make sure I had an appropriate answer for them. The cafeteria in my building was strictly off limits. As were the vending machines.
Labor day? Brother in law probably BBQ something. I think we had power back on. this blog has been a nice exercise in getting details out. to be honest I doubt I recalled at the beginning of the blog each and every detail.
I left for work on Tuesday. Wished my sister well. We'd had a good arrangement with the visiting nurse that came with her wound, so that wouldn't be an issue at all.
The ride was uneventful as ever. My schedule would now be from 8-4, I think that makes a 35 hour work week. It was nice being back. Saw people who were glad to see me. Had to ease into things, things had changed in little ways. Had to wait to get computer access back. Met the temp that had been hired in my absence. A real nice dude named James. Think I was mostly saddened because we both knew with my return his departure was coming. He was a good worker. Slept a little on the job. Just a nice guy.
Still had my desk, it was awkward. I'm usually the first person people see when they come to that area, and the last person they're looking for. The day ended unceremoniously enough. I got in my car and went home. I felt great. Like I had actually achieved something. No. I didn't bring a cigar to celebrate with. Not that foolish.
Over all my week was on of getting acclimated again. Seeing how people reacted. I think I managed to see all my friends. Those few who I told personally had come down to see me, because I hadn't made it upstairs yet. It was pleasant.
We have just a little more in an entry or 2 we shall be finished with this tale.
Had been eating more regularly, but cautiously. Not over doing it on the sodium at all. I still was getting those hunger attacks, lessened, but still there. So I wanted to make sure I had an appropriate answer for them. The cafeteria in my building was strictly off limits. As were the vending machines.
Labor day? Brother in law probably BBQ something. I think we had power back on. this blog has been a nice exercise in getting details out. to be honest I doubt I recalled at the beginning of the blog each and every detail.
I left for work on Tuesday. Wished my sister well. We'd had a good arrangement with the visiting nurse that came with her wound, so that wouldn't be an issue at all.
The ride was uneventful as ever. My schedule would now be from 8-4, I think that makes a 35 hour work week. It was nice being back. Saw people who were glad to see me. Had to ease into things, things had changed in little ways. Had to wait to get computer access back. Met the temp that had been hired in my absence. A real nice dude named James. Think I was mostly saddened because we both knew with my return his departure was coming. He was a good worker. Slept a little on the job. Just a nice guy.
Still had my desk, it was awkward. I'm usually the first person people see when they come to that area, and the last person they're looking for. The day ended unceremoniously enough. I got in my car and went home. I felt great. Like I had actually achieved something. No. I didn't bring a cigar to celebrate with. Not that foolish.
Over all my week was on of getting acclimated again. Seeing how people reacted. I think I managed to see all my friends. Those few who I told personally had come down to see me, because I hadn't made it upstairs yet. It was pleasant.
We have just a little more in an entry or 2 we shall be finished with this tale.
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