Ten days.

Surgery happened. It went... Well lets leave that for another lengthy post. This morning I am going in to get the ten staples removed and find out more about when I will be able to go back to work. Yeah, I miss the making of the boxes and the fun of trying to find a new address that of course, has no numbers visible anywhere.
I will try to make a more informative post later today about the surgery and what hell recovery is putting me through. One piece of advice for anyone undergoing this treatment... Go out and buy yourself a package of properly sized mens boxer briefs. They help hold in the gut patches while helping with the chafing from all the walking you will want to do. Air bubbles are not your friend.
Comments and questions welcome, just be polite... Or I might chew your head off.

Recent events.

The Relay for life walk started last night at 6pm. It went until 10am today. I walked a few random laps last night and then at about 5 am I walked for an hour for my "team". I managed to walk 3.25 miles in an hour.
There was this delicious pulled pork as part of the dinner last night and there was a pan left over so I got to have a pulled pork sandwich for brekkies after my hour. There were pizzas donated last night by my employers which were well received.
I donated a few of my random hats to be auctioned off and made almost $100 to add to the money going to cancer research. My knit and crochet boobies were a hit and are going to be used for demo purposes for a while. Thinking about buying some of the other baby yarns wally world carries to make a few more.
After the event closed we packed up and headed home. Managed to do some harvesting on my FB addiction before passing out until almost 5pm.
Tomorrow I have to go in for an EKG before the surgery on Monday morning. I have to be there at 7:30 in the morning to make sure I am drugged up and ready for the doctor at 9.
Hating the fact that I will be trapped in a sterile environment for three days. Did I mention that I do not like hospitals, REALLY do not like. So, I will be sitting in the Hospital trying to not freak about being in the hospital and either knitting or crocheting until my eyeballs fall out just in case anyone wanted to visit... Hint, hint.

More about my job and work mates when I am not so concerned with not waking up dead, turning into a zombie and eating half the town...