Okay, I'm not a Jedi, but that would look pretty impressive on a CV. Skills: Light Saber Dueling, convincing people these are not the droids they are looking for, telepathy, raising a child who will grow up to become Darth Vader.
But I digress. Yesterday was my first day back to work. Two weeks ago I would have been terrified at the thought of going back. Last week, my medication was adjusted a bit, and I was given Abilifi. I cannot tell you how much of a difference that has made. It's kind if like when you make a soup from stock and it's nearly perfect, but there's one ingredient missing and you can't quite figure out what it needs. That's what Abilifi was for me -the missing ingredient.
Returning to work kind of felt like my first day if school. I got up early (like 4am early because I still can't sleep through the night), got myself dressed in my new clothes. (I went shopping about 2 weeks ago and picked out a couple of new outfits for work), and got in the office around 8am before anyone else was there. It was a little odd at first. Kind of like visiting my parents at their house and recognising everything and it's all familiar and comforting, but at the same time you notice subtle differences. That was how it felt. A little surreal, but comfortable.
Cary, my manager, couldn't have been more accommodating and genuinely pleased to have me back. A lot of people did double-takes, thinking perhaps that I had quit since I had been gone for 2 months. The people in my department were the same as always. The Frosty Bitch, The Concerned Sweetheart, the chick who sounds like Boomhower from King of the Hill, but is dumber than a piece of toast, and the Yankee Fan who is actually a pretty great friend.
All in all, it was a great day and I'm glad to be back. Plus, I got my hair cut and put some highlights in it, so I was rocking the great hair. Good hair days always make me feel better.
I am a bipolar Mum to an Autistic 7 year old who is the most amazing person I know. We enjoy watching Doctor Who, Chuck and Top Gear together. I am currently navigating through the murky waters of separation and divorce. He cheated. He's an ass. A good Dad, but an ass. I am the Master of Inappropriate Humour, witty sarcasm and am an Excel Guru. (How random is that?). I'm often seen wearing fingerless gloves, super-hero T-Shirts, cargo pants and Chucks.
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