I've slept through roughly 50% of each day since being home, and it has been glorious. I've also eaten more food this weekend than I did in an entire week at school (not an exaggeration. I am worried for my doctor's appointment in two days.)
I'm going back to work at my old office tomorrow. It feels like it's the first day all over again. But I like to think that my muscle memory will carry me through. I just hope not too much has changed. I left on such a good note and have heard so many "Everyone speaks so highly of you," comments from coworkers that going back to work in my fatigued and somewhat brain-fried state just might ruin their pristine preserved memories of me. The doctors might just say, Why did we want her back for the holidays again?
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