After nearly 6 months, today I was back in the office. I was kind of prepared for the physical side, the commute into central London, and being sore and uncomfortable (one of my holes still hasn’t fully healed). I also expected to get tired.
What I wasn’t ready for was the overwhelming emotions of being in the office, taking the first big steps to normality. It was too much at first and I had to hide in the toilets while I composed myself. Up to now I’ve been used to being with 1 other (long suffering!) person or maybe a handful, and here I am in a building with 5000. I hadn’t got my head round this in advance.
As the morning proceeded I felt more and more normal though kept having the same conversation. I feel like I need a TShirt, “I’ve had cancer. I’ve got over, can you?” though I’m telling everyone to check their wee.
The day ended with a couple of pints - how did London become so busy.
Anyone going back to work, be prepared for a rollercoaster of emotions. It felt like a lot came out that’s been bottled up. The pressures been released. Roll on my trip in next week.
