It's a really good thing that with this surgery you end up being an early riser. I was up and at it at 5:00am this morning, taking my shower, getting dressed, applying make-up and styling my hair. I was worried about getting to work late, so I left a tad bit early. My son Brodie is happy to be riding with me again, but wasn't so happy with mom this morning when we arrived at my work at 7:10am and he doesn't start school t'ill 8:15. He sat at a desk listening to his iPod, waiting for the time where he could start walking to school. Not a happy camper. I promised him we would leave a bit later tomorrow morning.
I received alot of compliments from some of the people I work with. I got a big 'WOW' from one of the sales rep in the office next to us too. My manager and co-workers called me and were so happy that I was back. It feels really good that people are noticing, the only problem is that when I look at myself in the mirror, I just don't see it!! I've been told that it may take up to two years before I can see it myself. I feel it in my clothes, but I still don't see 42 lbs gone off of me. It's very strange, but that's where the body image issues come in.
I've been invited to a Christmas breakfast with the team tomorrow morning at 9:00am. I've already gone through the menu and chosen what I will order. Makes it alot easier that I can be prepared instead of stressing out when we get there. The restaurant has poached eggs and whole wheat toast! Perfect!!
I also just found out that the Olympic torch is making it's way down by my work around 3:48pm today. I'm not sure if I will stick around to see it. Bummer part is that I don't have my camera.
Today I'm feeling excited but tired about coming back to work. Soon after the surgery, you tend to drain out quicker. I'm hanging in there. I'm sure by the end of this week, I'll be a walking zombie.
Cheers
