Post surgery

So - just so all my readers out there know, I am alive, I made it out of the operating theater. I'm back home, and doing relatively well, Thank God. The hours between 10 and 4 seem to be my best, although this morning I was up at 5, ready to go to the airport to see my inlaws land as new olim (immigrants to Israel).
Yesterday, I had more visitors than, I think, ever. Leah came to visit with Kinneret, and then a co-worker brought some gifts from the dept. Now, I'm not a flower person, and my close friends know that, but I do appreciate the thoughts. But I have no clue what to do with flowers, and I placed the entire bouquet down on the table, right next to my open laptop! No, not my open laptop - the departments open laptop!!!! Arugh. Was depressed about it for the rest of the day. I'm going to send it on Sunday with the same co-worker and hopefully it will be fixed by the time I get back. It must be Gods message telling me not to do any work while I am away.
I also hope that my boss is too busy with the departmental merger to have time to tell me off too much. It really does suck though.
My co-worker also brought a box of chocolates, which in my depression, I proceeded to finish off. Then had a slice of pizza for supper, resulting in serious blockage. When really I'm supposed to be not so blocked at this point, since my body is producing 1/3 more bile than it should. But no, I'm pretty stopped up, even now, the next day.
For now, I've put the laptop away (this is Bens, somehow he trusts me to touch it), and am not worrying about it until Sat night, when I have to get it over to my co-workers. And then Sunday morning, when she has to get it to IT. But not now, now I'm not worrying about it.
In the meantime - my inlaws are here! And so is my converter for my coffeemaker, which I think I've already busted :).
They love their apartment, and are getting settled. I'm hoping to go out for dinner because I again don't want to cook (even if it means being uncomfortable for another night and another day....).
Its awfully hard having no responsibilities. Especially when you keep screwing things up. And the thing is, when you have nothing to do, you touch a lot of things you shouldn't.