I stayed in my room nearly all day yesterday. Slept some, did practically nothing on the computer (but spent time doing it), watched 24, of course, talked on the phone, then went to sleep again. Yesterday was actually the first day I've spent alone in about two weeks. It's great to have people nearby, but the time alone was good and necessary, too.
I stopped at Burger King this morning for two bacon, egg, and cheese croissan'wiches and two orange juices since I realized this morning that I didn't eat as much as I should have yesterday. (I did eat yesterday, just not as much as I should have.) So I know that's something to pay close attention to. Eating better and getting plenty of sleep helps to reduce stress and anxiety. Not that getting sad and depressed over losing my father is insane or something I think I need to counteract... but I want to be sure to deal with those thoughts and feelings in the most healthy way. And that means taking care of myself.
Everyone at work has been very understanding.
There is, clearly, a new 'normal' to get used to. Nothing can change what has already happened; there are realities of the future that are already known. Reality is what it is.