Like a Lame Mule

Working is work.  Really, I forgot.  I'm still on part time or half days or whatever, so 11 hours yesterday and just 9 hours today.  This is really cutting into my drinking time.  I go in to my surgeon for my 3 month post op on Tuesday.  Yeah!  3 months!  I'm sure I'll be cleared for full duty, but I'm kind of scared of what that is going to look like, I feel full time now.  I need to remember that I am my best health advocate...or whatever.  

Our construction deptartment came and built me a super cool standing work station, telecom is getting me set up with a new phone system so I will have a conference line right there.  I love new stuff! I'm off on my first business trip, on a plane and everything in February so it looks like life is just about back to normal.  Except for my limping, which continues to suck.  I want to wear heels but I nearly fall off of flat ground so probably not the best idea.  Lame.  I'm lame.  Literally lame.  Good thing I'm not a mule, someone would have shot me by now.  

How am I feeling?  Thank you for asking!  Well, I'm doing pretty good.  I get tired quickly, I really can't sit for a long time, not that I'm suppose to anyway.  I am sitting on my excercise ball for too long at one time but it's hard to get away and walk.  I try, but I think my standing work area combined with my excercise ball sitting area is a fairly decent combination.  I need to get a timer or something to remind me that its time to stagger about aimlessly.  

Everyone still keeps asking how I got bucked off my horse.  Our rumor mill is FAST but only has about a 5% accuracy rate.  It's a better story than what actually happened ( that rogue soap sliver of death) so I'll just go with it.  So, a little achey but hey, not bad.  Like how you might feel if you over excercised, nothing horrid.  But damn that limp!  Really, nerve damage just sucks.  Sigh.