Posted on Dec 12, 2015 in Blog |

I should be Christmas shopping, either physically or on line. Instead, I am sitting in Starbucks sipping on a chai. My week started with surgery on Monday at 7:30 am and ended with staff resigning during my first hours back at work on Friday. I have a lot to do between now and December 24th. And none of it matters to me right now. I decided to come here to get some writing done instead of doing the necessary “chores” and sulking about it. This is my mental health day I think. Inundated this week with emotions and riding a roller coaster that I think is probably normal for the holidays, but it always seems to catch me off guard. My healing from this latest surgery has gone significantly better than the first procedure a few weeks back. But today, I woke up with a tingling in my leg and when I tried to walk, I was like a weeble (“weebles wobble but they don’t fall down”). It took some balancing. I finally realized this is the phase of healing when the other veins are trying to take the load of the vein that has been cauterized. So there is a little stretching and expanding happening. It’s a good representation of my life these past six months. I’m healing, but there is some wobbling happening. I have to get used to my new normal. It’s not good; it’s not bad. It just is. I got a huge response to my previous blog about hanging in there until the miracle happens. So I know I am not alone and you aren’t either. A lot of us are feeling stress and my friend E., who landed in the hospital with a heart attack due to stress, will tell you it’s just not worth it to let that stress take over. That’s why I am writing in Starbucks. I was stressed and couldn’t figure out a way to dispense with it. Writing is my go-to method. And I haven’t really written all week. Every day between now and New Year’s I plan to do something for myself that is stress-free for at...

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