Polyanna, though seriously annoying with her cloyingly sweet outlook on life, is a role model of mine. I try, like the song says, to accentuate the positive. So in contemplating my last week in Canada, I realize a number of good things that came out of it.
- I've gotten to lay around doing nothing for a whole week. Not that my life is so super stressful right now to begin with, but, hey, I'll take a week off reading and surfing the web.
- People are super nice to you, and you get tons of attention. My mom and dad came this weekend and showered me with food (our love language). My dad rubbed my feet and gave me a neck massage. (It's handy to have a chiropractic father.) He also did my grocery shopping for me while my mom and I watched cartoons. My sister came on Friday and did my laundry and vacuumed while my brother-in-law mowed the lawn. Besides getting chores done, I feel so loved.
- With the advent of Facebook, the amount of sympathy and attention you can get is unlimited! In the past, I would have had a limited group of people who would know about my poor ailments and to pour love on me. But now, I can inform literally hundreds of people at a time to pity me!
- People send me flowers. I love flowers. I've gotten 4 different bouquets this week, including a cheery fish vase picked out by my brother-in-law and a gargantuan vase of 2 dozen yellow roses.
- In Canada, I didn't get to go to Niagara Falls, but I did see my first-ever groundhog on the drive to the airport. Those things are huge! They look like little monsters and could seriously put the smack down on the scrawny little prairie dogs we have out here. I also got to see some fluffy white sheep on a pastoral farm and eat a "Canadian maple" donut from Tim Horton's. Who even needs Niagara Falls?
- Many people have commented that they think it would have been really hard to be in a hospital room and then a hotel room alone for several days. But for me, a true introvert, it was awesome! I have secretly enjoyed myself quite a bit this past week.
- And here's the biggest one: Had I gotten appendicitis at home, I would have lost a week of maternity leave. For my maternity time, I am taking all my vacation and sick hours, so those hours are like gold to me right now, as they will just barely add up to 8 weeks off. Because this happened on a work trip when I was away from home traveling, I don't have to take a week of sick time, whereas if I had been at my cozy little home in the US working, I would have had to take my valuable sick time now. That, to me, is worth it all.