Well that was unexpected

Today was my last full day at work before surgery.  People funneled into my office all day to say good luck and what not, which was wonderful of them.  But by the 10th person, it really started to HIT ME.  I become ridiculously anxious.  Maybe it was the sheer amount of talking about surgery that triggered it, or all the well-wishes for my health, or maybe the realization that once I'm out of work it's surgery day, but it was really unexpected.  Up to this point I've been nervous but not that pit-in-your-stomach-what-the-hell-is-going-on feeling that I had most of the afternoon.

I applied for FMLA as HR recommended that I do it - and the paperwork came back today.  The notes said that my post-op appointments will be ten days, three weeks, and six weeks after surgery, I will have PT 3xs a week and no driving, no squatting and no kneeling for 6 weeks.  Wait... no driving for 6 weeks?   I am assuming that was a typo or something.  I guess it's a good thing I planned to be working from home!

It's been raining the last few days and my hip has been particularly sore.  I guess I can now add "weather barometer" to my list of many talents.

In other news, I am officially "nesting".  I realize this is something people typically do when they are having a child, but I can confirm it applies to surgery as well.  The house is clean, I have organized everything I can and I even went shopping and bought "new" post-surgery shoes and clothes. I have a closet full of perfectly suitable sweat pants, but I decided that I absolutely needed something new.

If you're curious, I bought these: