My first day back to work
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well, I made it. I went back to work today. My boss (the one I didn't want to tell about my surgery) wasn't there. I am grateful. To start the day off my alarm went off at 4:55 AM. It scared me and I reached over quickly turn it off, a not to disturb Harry's sleep. I proceeded to have a sharp pain in my port incision from the stretching. OUCH!!!!!
So, I slowly roll over and stand up right as best I can clutching my port incision. I feel my way to the bathroom in the dark. I push the scales out into the open so I can stand on them. WHOOOHOOOO! I am down to 288! I am 6 days post op and have lost 6 pounds. I proudly push the scale back between the toilet and the tub. I turn on the shower and slowly get in. I am washing my hair and hear a noise. i look outside the curtain to see nothing. I am pulling my head back in when soap gets in my eye and stings the ever loving hell out of it. I finish up and get out and towel off. I stand before the mirror and brush my teeth and hair (i do use two seperate brushes for this). I go to put on my deodorant and perfume and cause myself to sneeze. MOTHER F&$@$%!!! The pain in the port incision is getting worse.
I am a set my clothes out the night before kind of person. I walk over to my pile of clothes on the dresser and start the chore of dressing. I get my bra and panties on no problem, I take my socks to the bed and have to do some contorsion act to get them on. I am satisfied with that and put on my shirt and pants only to discover that the waistline hits my port incision and send sharp pain directly to my pee brain. HOLY S*$%!!! I am ok I am ok I am ok i keep reassuring myself. I then discover that I cant bend over enough to tie my shoes. After several commical attempts I give up and walk over to Harry's side of the bed and wake him up to ask him to tie them for me. He is a grumpy butt but laughs at me and ties them for me despite having been woken up to do a preschool child type chore at 5;F@$&ing 30 in the morning.
I get to my car and discover that I aslo cant sit with my pants buttoned. I see that my gas guage is reading empty. I speed off into the dawn as not to be late getting back to work.
I dealt with the stairs coming down from my apt pretty well. Going up the two flights of staris at work was a different story. It took me so long to get up there! I ended up sitting at my desk with my pants undone and my shirt barely covering me all day. I had a ton of well wishers and hey how did your surgery go-ers come up and visit with me~ all wanting to see my incisions. It wasnt until my co manager said "hey! nice pink panties, Tina" did I realize that my pants were still unzipped!! I had been showing them off all morning to all my co workers both male and female.
Tomorrow the big boss is there and I hope that no one asks about my surgery; as I would die if my boss were to accidently see my panties.