First Day Back

Today was my first day back to work. School starts in a few weeks, so in preparation of all the middle school kids running through the doors on the first day of school, I was there. It was so nice seeing everyone and I think only 3 people made me cry. It's amazing to me how much some people care. I love the group of people I work with. I can't say that enough.
You would not believe how exhausted I was was from just sitting in front of the computer. We did online training pretty much the majority of the day, and by the time 3:00 rolled around, I was about ready to pass out! Part of my problem was that I did not drink nearly enough liquid today. Just FYI, if you see me at school or just out and about, make sure I have some sort of liquid with me. Especially with the heat. I'm supposed to be drinking like 65oz or more of liquid a day. If I didn't make a trip to the local Sonic, I probably would have been passed out in the school hallway. Speaking of Sonic.... I also ordered a grilled chicken salad with low fat ranch dressing. They gave me the salad with the lid not completely on, and the ranch dressing they put in my bag had 25 grams of fat (not low fat). Just thought I would throw that in there... but they did make a mean iced tea.
Anyway, Mike met me at the house because we had to run out to Macy's to pick up a wedding gift for a friend. I had him drive because by the time I drove home, my energy level had made it to a negative zero. The tea was helping me, but not enough to keep focus. (I'm better now by the way. I filled my large Sonic cup up with water, so I was good to go as soon as we got to the mall.) We picked up a nice gift, and I hope I can make it to the wedding celebration this weekend. That is, if I'm not too out of it.
Tomorrow I have the surgery to get my port placed. Looking forward to it not at all. I tried not to do research on it, but I couldn't help myself. The Internet just calls my name. It's like, "Stephanie, I know something you don't know! If you want to know all the little secrets, come ask me". And I do. (If you can make that noise where you can blow with your tongue between your lips, that's the noise that should be inserted here.)
Anyway, they don't put you to sleep. It's called a "twilight" sleep... where you are awake... um... yep. So, they apparently want to talk to you as they are cutting you open and plugging something into the veins in your chest. I'm sure so much will be going through my mind that I will want to talk about! Just one more scar I guess. I'm not sure how long I have to keep it in, but I know it is going to be difficult to hide it under clothing. It comes with it I guess. I just don't understand how they can tell me no food or drink after midnight when the surgery isn't until 11:00 tomorrow morning. That should be loads of fun. I won't be cranky at all by that time.
Maybe I can keep myself from doing more research.... maybe....