Last Day At Work

Today was my last day at the office and everyone took me to lunch. It was really bittersweet. I absolutely love my job and the people that I work with so it's been hard to give it up for the surgery. On the other hand, these last 3 months or so have been difficult at best. I'm usually very organized in my job. I always try to stay on top of things. Lately, I can't focus. I have to write down everything or I'll forget it. I have to ask the other girls how to do simple everyday things. I can't remember who called or what I'm supposed to do with the information they gave me. Needless to say, I've made mistakes and I'm not proud of it. The others in the office have virtually carried me along each day that I've worked. I know that it increased their workload and I've hated it. But you must know that not one of them has complained. No one has put any blame on me. They've just picked up the slack. They have no idea how this has helped and encouraged me. I love all of you and will miss you terribly. I know your individual needs and will keep all of you in my prayers as I recover. I'm looking forward to the day that I can come back to the office - clear-headed and ready to tackle the job. Thank you all for loving me.

My husband is working hard on our new office and spare bedroom. Vacuuming, cleaning carpets, etc. The contractor came today and finished painting our new window frames on the front of the house and on the kitchen window. For the next two days, I'll be cleaning everything up and getting the house ready for surgery. Is that even possible? Well, at least I can try. Oh, and my sweet husband had the contractor put window boxes on the two new windows so tomorrow, I'm going to buy some flowers!

Got to take our dog to the vet tomorrow. I'm NOT looking forward to it but I hate to see him suffering.

3 days until surgery. The surgical nurse called me today to give me the dos and don'ts for the day of surgery. I've got to be at the hospital at 5:15 a.m. and the surgery will be at 7:30. I can take my blood pressure medicine that morning but nothing else. She told me to not bring a bag for a couple of days because I won't need anything. Great. At least I'll be able to have visitors in the ICU. I very much doubt that I'll be awake or even remember that they were there but I'm grateful that my family will be able to come and see me.

It's becoming more real now. Seems like these last few days are flying by. I'm going to try and enjoy the next few days and not fight with my hair!