I’m still alive.
That’s how I answered a call from my boss today. He said he wanted to let me rest but wanted proof of life.
I’ve been sick for what feels like forever but incredibly sick and off work for the past week.
I’m hoping the fact that I’m starting to feel like eating again is a good sign.
I hope everyone else is doing well.
I hope to feel more human soon.
Sending loving kindness out into the universe.
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While I have improved, I’m still not quite myself.
Case in point: I smashed into a pole while getting on the SeaBus. 🤦♀️ Luckily it was with the soft part of my arm…
I went to the office today for the first time since I got sick on May 5. Some people thought I was on vacation. Definitely not. Evil germs then antibiotics that tried to kill me.
I said I’m happy to be alive many times today. Many people thanked me for inviting them to internal events the past couple of days for testing the kitchens at Oakridge Park ahead of the mall’s grand opening ceremony tomorrow. Excited that I was invited and will be attending tomorrow.
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