As I’m sure you know, I’m gainfully employed again. Job #1 is 2.5 days a week with a brutal hour and a half commute each way. Job #2 is as needed, and a lovely 45 minute jaunt through the countryside.
Job #1 is located in a huge huge huge hospital. I follow signs to find my department, and still get lost. The funny thing us, there are like 1 million tiny closet-sized bathroom randomly scattered throughout the halls. The really funny thing? I still haven’t found one with toilet paper!
I’m pretty tired from all these hours I’m putting in, tomorrow I’ll fill you in on the fire escape.
Wow- time is flying by, I totally forgot about my 3 month parotidectomy anniversary until it was brought up in my pre-employment health screen today. The PA doing the screening was fascinated. I managed to schedule both health screens today, so I motored into the cities and had blood work drawn, then headed back towards home for more blood work, a drug test and boot camp. I had to do sit-ups. I had to do a lot of other things too, but sit-ups? I should’ve practiced (like for the past 30 years).
Anyways. My latest self-portrait.
I can eat a sandwich again! I feel like my lower lip is about 98% back to normal. In fact, I notice more weirdness with my eye than my lip. I think my scar looks good (minus the sudden swell in adult acne. yuck)
It still itches quite a bit, and my ear still feels like someone punched me in it. The feeling in my face is normal about to where my lump initially was, so that’s improving too. That’s about all I have for an update- pretty boring!
I need to see my ENT sometime this month, we’ll see what he has to say.
Yes, I am that mom who forces her kids to wear matching Old Navy shirts every year. I waited too long this year, and had to have Ross’s shirt stripped off a mannequin. Oops.