Today was a pretty dull day. Of course, Reggie woke me up entirely way too early so we could go outside so we could eat. (he doesn’t eat until he goes potty outside) After that, we went back to bed and slept until about 10:00.
I finally picked up my work laptop and logged in today for the first time since Friday morning. Things are moving okay without my help. There have been a few hiccups but nothing too serious. It’s good to know that I can take a few days and the world will continue to revolve. I did get a message from someone in our New York office first thing Monday morning asking if I was back yet, even though my message indicated that I wouldn’t be back until mid-week at the very earliest. I didn’t even respond to that message.
Other than that, I made a trip to BJ’s to get a few things like bottled water, sparkling water, and Vitamin Water.
Ever since I met with the surgeon who took out my gall bladder, she told me that she didn’t want me walking past fast food let alone eating it until after the surgery. Ever since, I’ve been craving a Wendy’s cheeseburger. So I went through the drive-thru window and took my burger home. The last thing I wanted to do was eat it in the car only to find myself getting sick. So I ate it at home, and surprisingly, I had no problems. Seriously.
A couple of hours later, I took a chicken cutlet and cooked it in a little bit of corn oil, and that wasn’t so pleasant. Within a matter of a couple of minutes, I was running to the bathroom. That wasn’t such a good idea. I’m sure the chicken right after the burger was pretty dumb, and it certainly was a learning experience. I need to figure out what my system can tolerate and what it can’t. However, I should have probably waited a few days before eating anything THAT greasy or cooked in oil. So for now, I’m going back to baked/roasted food for a while to give my system time to get used to its new configuration.
I keep saying that I work for an amazing company and that my boss is a really good guy. He called Monday morning just to see how I was doing. He wasn’t concerned about when I’m coming back or anything else, just checking in to see how I was doing. I should have had my parents call him on Friday, but he had taken the day off and I didn’t want to bother him. That was probably a mistake on my part.
I’m back on my Rebif, one of my MS meds. I started that one Sunday night. I certainly didn’t want to be off it too long.