moving on

I'm better now. I was a little wobbly there for a while, but I'm a little more stable now.

I might have a few times here and there where I may not be at my best, but I'm much more functional these days.

Next week I will return to work ... half days to start ... I won't exactly be an enthusiastic, happy ball of energy, but I'm pretty sure there won't be any more crying breaks in the bathroom. My stamina has improved (hopefully) to the point where I should be able to ease back into the rat race.

From what I've heard, it could still take months for healing to continue. I am returning to work a couple of weeks earlier than my doctor recommended and there was a concern expressed about too much too soon, but I think I should be up for it.

Stress ... pressure ... as it piles on us, we all have our breaking point. Something can pop up from seemingly nowhere and crush you ... but you can't lie there in your pool of blood forever. Sooner or later you have to get back up ...

It's time to try and get back up ...