I returned to work yesterday. I half-explained to my colleagues that I have a ‘chronic health condition’ that has flared up and so I need to reduce my hours, and it turns out they don’t need me after January anyway (whether this is to do with my general decrepitude or not I don’t know. Probably). So everyone’s a winner.
Just these last two days have taken a huge amount of willpower and positive self-talk (including the nutty-sounding ‘come on, legs’ as I go up the stairs at work. I’m past caring if anyone hears me). But I’ve done it. And I feel as though I’ve been beaten up.
Only two more days in work this week to go! Come on, brain! Come on, body!
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