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Mandy: yep im great right now no worries! :D i miss you! ):

anon: lol wtf kay thanks

It is one thing to feel as though you've been residing in hell for a few weeks. You can do it. What is not fair is that by two months out of surgery you are going to look like you feel just fine. And you will. For four hours at a time, or maybe even six. You'll avoid your friends when you feel rotten and you'll be tired of moaning about things and be exercising stoicism by this point. Your friends and co-workers are going to forget that there's anything wrong with you, and some of them aren't going to understand why you don't want to hang out with them, why you can't help them with the project that they are behind deadline on, why you can't finish your own project in the usual time it takes you. This has been one of the worst parts. I am TIRED of feeling like crap, and I am tired of not living life to its full extent.

What I have to keep telling myself is this: You are getting better. You are getting better. You are so much better than you were just last week. And next month you'll be SO much better! What I'm saying here is that this whole process is enough to drive the happiest, perkiest, glass is half full every cloud has a silver lining kind of person into a downward spiral of depression and you have just GOT to keep things in perspective, and go easy on yourself.