After four weeks of sick leave, I returned to work today. I’ve been both looking forward to and dreading returning to the office. I’ve missed my team. I work with some of the nicest, most talented people–but we are too few, and we have too much to do. But that’s a discussion for another day.
I was greeted with lots of hugs and had a chance to catch up with my team. I was very happy to hear that part of the never-ending project that has been driving me and my art director bonkers due to other people’s indecisiveness (among other things) is finally done. It was a relief to hear that a chunk of it is now off our shoulders. This project has been so frustrating and I’ve had symptoms of stress stomach from it, as has my colleague.
We both agreed that we must find ways to shield ourselves from this stress.
Things I noticed:
- From now on, I will prep my lunch before going to bed so I’ll have more time in the morning for my writing
- Trying to eat slowly in a canteen where everyone is so stressed feels almost impossible; will have to figure this out
- Commuting felt fine until I reached T-Centralen and was surrounded by everyone who seemed to be in a crappy mood or in a rush to get nowhere fast
When I last spoke with my doctor, his advice to me was to put ME and MY HEALTH first. He’s aware of how chaotic my day-to-day situation has been and he recommended that I have a slow start before jumping back into work full-time. I am following his advice.
This week, I work part-time. Next week, I ease myself back into full-time, but for now I will try to hold onto this sense of calm I’ve had since just before my operation. It will probably be close to impossible, but I will do my damnedest. Stress was part of what led to some of my health problems. I don’t want it to stall my journey.