Friday Evening A Taste of Flava 🌻

Today was an off day.

I struggled to focus on my job, and honestly, I wanted to call off. My body wasn’t feeling its best, and I’m sure my mind was occupied with my upcoming surgery and the labs I needed to get done this afternoon.

Yes, I was concerned that the results could affect whether my surgery moves forward. When you’ve been waiting for relief, the thought of another delay weighs on you.

My body was hurting more than usual. I just felt off.

But I made it to clock-out time, and I still gave my patients good care. Even on a day when I wasn’t feeling my best, I showed up with patience and care. I give myself credit for that.

Then came the next challenge: getting downstairs.

Just getting ready and moving around took enough out of me that I had to sit before attempting all those stairs. I went slowly, stopping several times along the way.

Girl, I thought I was going to need a wheelchair when we got there.

The building didn’t have any, but after sitting during the car ride, I felt I could manage the walk with my walker. I made it inside, got my blood drawn by the person who can get it done without a struggle, and made it back out. My daughter picked me up right at the front of the building.

Let me tell you—I was exhausted.

We also stopped to pick up seven prescriptions for after surgery. Seven! I still need to get clear on what each one is for. That is a whole lot to keep track of.

I ordered teriyaki for the family because dinner needed to be handled, and cooking was beyond what I had left in me.

Now it’s evening, and I’m lying on the couch downstairs watching Nightwatch in New Orleans. I haven’t been ready to attempt the stairs back to my tower.

For now, I’m staying right here.

Today took a lot out of me. But my labs are done, my prescriptions are picked up, and I have my Tuesday surgery check-in time: 9 AM. 🙏🏼

I’m tired. I’m hopeful. And tonight, I’m giving myself permission to rest.

From Flava in Her Tower❣️🌻