Needed: Prayers and A Little Luck

Today will be my first day back in weeks to the zoo in my role as a Keeper Aid in Carnivores. If all goes well I will be doing it just about every Thursday morning, as originally planned. My first day was quite awhile ago, so what happened?

I waited, hoped, prayed (I confess it was more I like begged and pleaded) to be able to get this opportunity and two days after my posts about it, I injured my shoulder... BADLY. I had to cancel what I had lined up with the supervisor, and drag my broken body into physical therapy -- for adjustments, shots in the muscle to aid healing, being taped up, starting an at home regimen of ice, heat and stretching, and began several bi-weekly appointments to get me right.

I - - a full fledged grown up -- cried like a baby at the thought that they'd think I was a flake before they got to see how hyper-responsible, hard working, dedicated and well, just how invaluable I would be to their department! I was afraid they'd discover I am not the spring chicken I look like, and banish me to being a greeter at the front door... or make me don an actual chicken outfit with sandwich boards advertising keeper chats or something. Yes, I sobbed and wailed while driving, tears falling off my chin onto the wheel, my vision alarmingly blurred while trying to get home in rush hour traffic with a thousand lanes converging at once, getting lost on highways I still don't know well enough.

But a month has passed, and I've been feeling pretty good so if you have a moment, I need any good vibes you've got to send to me today. Both fingers crossed, I'll come home relatively unscathed, and can go on do it again next Thursday, and the next and the next.