Today I began a self-imposed get-back-into-normal-life-as-much-as-possible, gain-no-more-weight therapy.
I got up with Jeffrey, saw him off to work, showered and dressed, had my coffee while sitting with the dogs, then headed out for my morning walk. I decided to sport the Captain America T-Shirt you see on me, above, to inspire me to be my own hero, get off my ass, and get moving.
To make my walk more productive, I drove to the nearby downtown Troy, (we actually live in Speigletown, but Troy is only 5 minutes away,) parked, and went on a walking exploration, listing all the restaurant and shops I discovered on my walk, on my iPhone for future reference. I did discover one or two small places that I was not aware of before, but mostly knew about the rest. Still, it was fun and interesting to go out exploring on foot, and I got my hour walk in with no problem.
After my walk, I headed to the grocery store to pick up a few items, then headed home, put on laundry, threw together a small salad for lunch, and got caught up on texts, e-mails and Facebook.
I know that probably sounds like a pretty ho-hum kind of day for some of you but, for me, being able to shower, get dressed and get out and around all by myself, is a pretty big deal. I’m still wearing my man-girdle, and I am still unable to bend or lift anything, for the most part; otherwise, I feel pretty darn close to normal again after a 6.5 week hiatus from life.
The open wound on my abdomen (from the coughing fit a few weeks ago that split open my incision) has healed from a cavernous hole we (Jeffrey) had to pack with saturated gauze every day, to a relatively minor sore spot that I simply have to cover with a new bandage myself each morning after showering. It has actually been pretty amazing watching this thing heal and get better day in and day out, as opposed to just removing bandages after several weeks and seeing it already healed. I may be back to work as early as July 31st – just 10 days away – if I get the green light from my surgeon when I go for my check-up on June 30th.
In preparation for returning to normalcy, Jeffrey and I have begun making tentative plans for the fall, to a few drivable get aways, as well as a possible, long overdue, trip to Arizona next April.
As much as I’m not excited about returning to my cubicle and the hour drive to and fro every day, It’ll be good for me to get back to work. I’ll need the distraction. Jim is leaving for India for a couple weeks, for work, and then will be on vacation, so I won’t see him for a month or so and that’s gonna suck. I’ve gotten spoiled seeing so much of him during my recovery. He’s such a big part of my life, it won’t be the same without him here for so long. In this case, however, I have no doubt that the adage “absence makes the heart grow fonder” will hold true. At least for me. He’ll probably be relieved to get away from all of my health issues and unhealthy dog attachment issues for awhile (ha ha).
Now to get back off my arse and find something productive to do.