My month of post-surgery medical leave is officially over. I punched in to work for the first time at a little before 9:00am.
I am so far behind it’s insane, yet at the same time I already feel like I never left. There have been a bunch of staffing changes and some new policies and other fun things. I had 1,683 emails in my inbox when I started the day, and I think there have been 50 or so more come in today already.
I have had meetings all morning and that has made it tough to get my liquids in. I am in the middle of a slightly shortened lunch break right now and I am not sure if I will be able to finish my 2.5 ounce meal before the next meeting starts. In the past I would just eat quickly and then chug some water if I was feeling dehydrated. I can’t do that now though. My stomach won’t let me.
This will calm down over the next day or so, but for today I am stressing mightily. It will be okay though. I am happy to be back. I just want to feel a little less like an alien posing as me, you know what I mean? You probably don’t know what I mean, but that’s sort of how I feel.
I just leaped over another hurdle. I had my first meeting with the Dietician. It was a Zoom call. We talked about how I eat and how much I eat and how I’ve made some changes already. So much more to do. She’s going to send me a meal plan. I really think that will help tremendously. I need someone to tell me what to eat because when I choose for myself I end up eating everything there is.
One thing she wants me to do now, because I will have to do it post-surgery so why not get used to it ahead of time, is no drinking while eating. I never even imagined that would be required. I also never imagined how ridiculously difficult it would be.
I am always drinking something. It used to be soda, now it’s water. The new rule is to stop drinking 15 minutes before eating, and then to not start again for 60 minutes after eating. That’s going to be tough for me, but I’ll figure it out. The timer on my Apple Watch gets used pretty much constantly already. Once I have to time when I can have a glass of water it’s going to be used so much it might catch fire.
I also have to start keeping a food journal. Oh Google Sheets, I’m coming for you!
I filled out the paperwork that I need to drop off at my weight loss surgery check in non-appointment tomorrow. There was a medical history form and a psychological questionnaire.
The psych form had my favorite question. There was a little section on alcohol consumption. Do you drink alcohol? No. Never have, likely never will. Then there were a few questions that assume you answered yes. I just answer no to all of them.
Do other people ever complain about your drinking, yes or no.
Well that one gave me pause. Obviously no one has ever complained about my drinking, but I have in fact taken truck loads of shit over my not drinking. I have taken so much shit, you wouldn’t think the world could hold that much shit. I should answer yes just out of spite!
I answered no.