Yes, I moved. It was as horrible/wonderful as I anticipated.
The past few months have been a whirlwind. And in the whole moving process, I got locked out of my WP account. And in the few minutes each day I had to sit down at a real computer to try and rectify it, I kept getting the runaround with WP. I finally was able to get back into it today.
In addition to moving I was offered and accepted a full time position.
I guess that is the true mark of recovery. Returning to full capacity as a productive citizen.
This one comes with a caveat though. I’m not working a true 9-5, M-F. I’m doing weekends on-call at my hospice. Meaning I go “on” at 5pm on Friday, and I am “on” until Monday at 8am. I receive all calls that come in to the two offices in the area, and I am responsible for the visits, emergency visits, deaths, admissions that come my way. I do have back up, and a fantastic support team. Its like a condensed version of a work week packed into the weekend.
After a full month of working this way, it is kind of better for me. Instead of my workdays spread out over five days, I get it all done in two. I usually recover on Monday and then I have Tuesday through Thursday to spend with Sunshine and my husband. I spend Friday gearing up for the weekend to come.
Health wise I’m doing ok. I started increasing my Lyrica by 25 mg in June, but the side effects weren’t cooperating with my schedule, so I abandoned it and I’ll restart it soon.
We also found out that my husband needs a pretty extensive surgery, so he will be taking front and center in our health dramas starting next week. It sucks. I’m not happy that this is happening, but I do appreciate the opportunity to be giving back to him and to be caring for him as much as he cared for me over these past years.
So I didn’t drop off the earth, just been busy, and locked out. Hope everyone is well!!!