I get my staples out on Friday, all 36 of them. Then, mom is taking me home. Don't get me wrong, I've enjoyed visiting my parents, but I'm ready to sleep in my own bed. This has been a long and trying process and, in total, I've spent 5 weeks with mom. For the most part, I've been able to drastically reduce the amount of pain medication I take every day, but I still tucker out so easily. Just walking to the kitchen without the rollator makes me want to take a nap.
I choose to believe that everything happens for a reason and that someday, I will get my strength back. I just keep taking it one day at a time. For now, I really miss my husband. It's been very hard being away from him so long (and my fur babies). He came up with the dogs last weekend and was gone too soon. I'm ready to be with my family again. I hope that returning to a familiar environment will help me recover faster or, at the very least, bolster my resolve and boost morale.
I'm going to ask the doctor on Friday when I will be released to look for employment again. I know the answer will be at least 6-8 weeks (hoping it's not 12). That means it will be another 4-6 weeks before I can get back in the saddle. Honestly, I'm most sad that I'm missing pool season. I love swimming and I really love floating down the lazy river in a inner tube. Sadly, I will not be pool approved until August or September after the pool has closed. I can, however, stand in the sprinkler in my yard. We are getting that spigot fixed and I'm buying a sprinkler. Summer swimming is happening for me one way or another!
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