I'm happy to report that I made it through my first day back to work after surgery. It was the longest day in the history of the universe, and I'm dog tired.
Have no fear, I didn't work too hard or do too much. My coworkers took on their mother-hen roles and watched out for me. The Hater even called to check on me during the day. My parents called after I returned home to make sure I hadn't worked too hard...
And I do appreciate everybody's concern, but today went just fine. I took it easy, which is my plan for the rest of the full-time, hard-core work week. It'll be gravy.
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Aww, that's so sweet that everyone looked out for you. I kinda had the hunch they would -- especially the Hater. He's a good guy!
Glad your first day back went well. :)
WOOT WOOT - you made it :)
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