A Day Of Firsts

This morning I went into work, I don’t officially start back until the 24th February on my phased return, but today was more of a ‘stay in touch day’. A chance to catch up with the team and get my first foot gently back in the door.

I’m one of those lucky people who can actually say they love their job. I work as an Employment Specialist, with people that are living with life-long mental health diagnosis, things such as Schizoaffective disorder or Bipolar. I support them to find and sustain employment. It’s a challenging role, but it really does change lives, and the transformation I see in people when they have somebody who truly believes in them is more rewarding than I can put into words. I’m very lucky to do the job that I do, with the team that I do it with. You’d be hard-pushed to find a more supportive environment and bunch of colleagues.

This afternoon was super exciting as I got to watch Beanie (our Son) play Rugby. He’s only played a couple of games, and this is the first one that I have been able to go along to. I absolutely loved it, he’s a natural on the rugby pitch, and that’s said without bias too! The team played incredibly and came away with a 56-0 win, you can’t really ask for more than that, can you!

I’ve mentioned book club before, and tonight was book club night. The book this month was captivating and engaging on every level. The group is friendly and welcoming of everyone’s opinions, and the diversity in how people read it was really interesting. I go along with my Sister-in-Law, so was lucky this evening as I got to open an early birthday present. They got me a pair of proper running shoes. I’m absolutely thrilled with them, such a thoughtful gift, and I can’t wait to try them out. So tomorrow will start with school runs followed by a birthday run.

It’s been an extremely busy day, and I am feeling tired this evening. But it’s been a good test of my stamina with life heading back towards normal again very soon. I think anybody would be tired after a day like that, so I’m not going to beat myself up about it. After all tiredness is a normal human response to life sometimes. I find it hard not to worry about fatigue creeping back up on me though, I don’t ever want to feel the way I did before surgery, ever again!

So after my birthday run tomorrow, I will be taking it easy. The most I intend to do is let Bernie (my hubby) treat me to a nice lunch out 🥰