Back to Work, whoa

I was released to back to day. Did so today. I am to work 10-2 this week. It was surreal. I felt like I was in a strange place and a new person. In some ways, I suppose I am. I got hugs, smiles, welcome back's, so glad you made it, etc. I felt welcomed back and appreciated by some. Of course I didn't do much but watch my temp do my job still. I want to get back into it slow, not over do it, but show I am capable, if that makes sense.
Ryker is going through a rough time and I feel helpless. He I believe is teething. He has yet another ear infection, with tubes, so there for are leaking bad. He isn't sleeping well, eating well, or playing well. So we are having issues.
Jacob seems bummed out more lately and I can't figure out what is eating at him. I wish I could fix it, but he won't talk. He is easily saddened. Please God tell me he isn't following in my footsteps. I want him happy and not live in that dark hole. That is fair and isn't right. He is only eight.
Hannah is Hannah. I really don't want to get into that, as is breaks my heart.
Matt is working/learning out of town all week. He is in class to gain his National Certification for Crane Operation. I am proud of him. He needs a break and this week is it. He has done so much lately.
I have lost 16 pounds since surgery. You what they say goes first. Yep, boobs are practically gone. Seriously, can I have them back now? I need them. I want them. If they are not provided in a timely fashion, they will be paid for and fake. Period.
First the surgery bills though right? ha

I need to rest before I go get the boys. I am pooped. Maybe I will actually get a decent night sleep? No. I think that is only fair.

God Bless and One day at a time.
Lu