Sunday, July 6, 2014

Back To Work

After almost fourteen weeks on medical leave after my knee replacement, I am finally going back work tomorrow. Yikes! I have gotten into a routine with rehab and hanging with my dogs, so I guess tomorrow is going to be an adjustment for everybody. Maybe my dogs won’t miss me, or even notice that I’m not parked on the chaise lounge or exercise bike. Anyway, here is what I’ve learned from being home for fourteen weeks:
  • Magnets don’t jump onto my new knee when I walk past the refrigerator. 
  • I apparently NEVER get tired of watching TV. I still have a whole season of “Downton Abbey” to watch. I watched ten minutes of the first episode and fell asleep. I have been watching reruns of stuff I’ve already seen and am perfectly happy about it. Weird. I guess I’ll have to catch up with the British on my next surgery (which hopefully won’t EVER happen). 
  • I would hate to be a dog. After they eat and go potty, they sleep. Cosmo moves around the living room all day, sometimes on his side and sometimes on his back. The rest of the time he is sleeping. Lucy jumps down from the couch at exactly 10:30am for a drink of water. The rest of the day she is zonked out. Stella sleeps most of the day, except when she is barking her head off at the mailman, cars, passersby, or nothing at all. If offered, my husband and daughter would definitely relinquish their human status for the life of a dog. Not me. 
  • I am apparently immune to TV commercials. I still have not ordered catheters or term life insurance, joined a weight-loss program, or become a donor for starving animals and children. It’s not that I’m healthy, skinny, or heartless. I’m just not making much money sitting home. 
I’m a little nervous getting back into the swing of things at work. I need to create an exercise regimen at my office, so I don’t lose my rehab momentum. It’s time to embrace change. We’ll see how it goes. Wonder if my dogs will even notice I’m gone.