Tuesdays session knocked me around more than expected. I ended up having to spend most of Wednesday in bed. Felt very ordinary.
Woke up at 4 pm on Wednesday to go into the city to attend a work/client event at the new Hamer hall which was and excellent evening.
One of the better tax functions I have attended.
Feeling better although work was pretty tiring today.
Five hours in the big blue chair today and its almost done.
I entered the ward this morning to be greeted warmly by all the nurses with big smiles. They remembered my name. Strangely comforting.
In for a “grease and oil change “I said in a lame attempt at humor. They chuckled, didn’t deserve a chuckle.
My second maintenance dose of rituximab has been pretty uneventful. I feel a bit off but that’s about it. Hot and a little flushed. I will be better tomorrow.
10 more to go over the next 2 years. Scans last week confirmed my remaining scar tissue has all but disappeared and the Drs are really happy.
Medical interventions are starting to diminish and I have one last new thing to do which is a stem cell harvest on the 12 th of November. It’s like insurance I have been told and harvesting the stem cells is easy, it’s putting them back that sucks. I hope that is never needed.
All good.
Week one over. Felt the days were long and I did glaze over at times during a couple of meetings and some conversations. It was good though to be back and it was reasonably productive. Managed to connect with and set up things with those that matter both inside and outside of Deloitte. Everyone was warm and welcoming.
I picked up an infection which was not great so ended up on antibiotics and needed more rest. Not sure if this was work related or just bad timing. My guess, just bad timing.
I am sure next week will be better. I am not match fit yet so I need to learn to say no a bit for a while. I have no medical appointments next week so the week will be less disjointed. Three days in the office and two days working from home is the right balance at the moment.
Suit selected, shirt pressed, shoes cleaned, bag packed, all systems go for my return to work tomorrow.
Hard to believe more than 10 months has passed.
I am ready.
My Unplanned Sabbatical 