Were Home...

I was so happy to be home and I am happy to be home today. Yesterday I smiled all day because we were going home. I did make it through the airports yesterday pretty good I must say. I felt better Tuesday and never did feel fuzzy. Dr. R said we could drink some water, just eat a soda cracker with it or add salt to the drink. So I did. Yummy, just water. I don't mine the Gatorade, but my teeth are turning red, blue, pink from all the colors. So I was pleased to have a water bottle with salt in it. I am very dehydrated. I'm not peeing as much right now. Drinking pretty good, but my body seems to be taking it in. I am tired today, but feel better. I shaved my legs again today, and unpacked most of the luggage. I felt like eating some again today. Had yogurt again, with a little banana mushed up. Some tomato soup and crackers, sucked the juice out of a orange and of course Gatorade.

I am a little worried about returning to work on Monday. Running the store all day worries me a little. I know me, I will work my hardest when I'm there and do my best. It would drive me crazy to just "hold up the counter", I will help and run for my customers, and I know I don't feel up to par yet. Monday is not here yet, so I have sometime. I hope my boss will just let me do 18-20 hours the first week. But I know it's inventory week so we will all have to work on Wednesday of next week.

I was thinking today that I imagine the next year will be full of many ta da moments. I am lucky for that. That will be exciting. I was down 7 pounds yesterday from my weigh in the day of surgery. My focus is on feeling better. One reason I did this is because I did not feel good each day anyhow, and I was afraid how I would feel @ 50 and being over weight. I do feel better today. Each day I feel more like ME.