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The Return...The Plan
4 years ago
This past Thursday I was given a clean bill of health by the home health nurse team: my wound is fully healed and I'm no longer in that "High Risk" group for reinfection. Friday I sent all of the information to the Head of Home Nursing Services...an individual whose name I've been given by no less than three different nurses to go and sign off on paperwork for my short term disability and my FMLA which I need for important things, like keeping my job.
I send all of the information to this individual in the morning because I was told to just bother her once as opposed to constantly adding one week after another...I get an e-mail response back at 4:55pm on that Friday...saying she's not authorized to sign off on any paperwork or disability stuff; that needs to be done by my urologist or my primary care physician.
Nice of them to tell me this 5 minutes before everything closes for the weekend.
The stress of getting all the paperwork done correctly has been more stressful over the course of a single day than the course of my recovery over the course of 9 weeks.
Regardless, I'm heading back into the office tomorrow morning and I'll work with my boss and the rest of my team to get this crap sorted out; I seriously doubt that my employer would be so eager to toss away someone who has 15+ years under their belt with them, and has worked their ass off to get back to work safely. We shall see how that goes and how many procedures have changed and how many thousands of work e-mails I've missed.
Going back to work means having a more or less regular schedule again...while on the recovery track days and weeks were just melting together, and time just didn't have much meaning....being on doctors/nurse orders to keep resting and not do much of anything also contributed to the void I had been experiencing, and that affected sleep schedule, chores, motivation...the whole nine yards.
My imagination is still going full swing, and I've got my characters talking to me and motivating me, but I believe things will get much easier for me to work with now that I'm getting back into a routine and feeling productive again.
January is the busiest time of the year for my workplace, and sometimes that bleeds into February...but I get home at a reasonable hour and a few nights a week I'll be poking at my stories and my upcoming roleplaying one/short shot I'm planning for February 5th. Weekends will likely be more productive as they will mean something to me again.
I'm excited to be going back to work and helping others again, also scared out of my mind that I could get fired on the spot due to paperwork technicalities, but I'll hope for the best. Looking forward to that structure again so I can find my writing rhythm once more.
The injury is behind me, I feel better physically...
...time to tackle everything else again.
-- Murphy
"There is something to be said about being able to go out and not worry about thingss..." - Ssreth
I send all of the information to this individual in the morning because I was told to just bother her once as opposed to constantly adding one week after another...I get an e-mail response back at 4:55pm on that Friday...saying she's not authorized to sign off on any paperwork or disability stuff; that needs to be done by my urologist or my primary care physician.
Nice of them to tell me this 5 minutes before everything closes for the weekend.
The stress of getting all the paperwork done correctly has been more stressful over the course of a single day than the course of my recovery over the course of 9 weeks.
Regardless, I'm heading back into the office tomorrow morning and I'll work with my boss and the rest of my team to get this crap sorted out; I seriously doubt that my employer would be so eager to toss away someone who has 15+ years under their belt with them, and has worked their ass off to get back to work safely. We shall see how that goes and how many procedures have changed and how many thousands of work e-mails I've missed.
Going back to work means having a more or less regular schedule again...while on the recovery track days and weeks were just melting together, and time just didn't have much meaning....being on doctors/nurse orders to keep resting and not do much of anything also contributed to the void I had been experiencing, and that affected sleep schedule, chores, motivation...the whole nine yards.
My imagination is still going full swing, and I've got my characters talking to me and motivating me, but I believe things will get much easier for me to work with now that I'm getting back into a routine and feeling productive again.
January is the busiest time of the year for my workplace, and sometimes that bleeds into February...but I get home at a reasonable hour and a few nights a week I'll be poking at my stories and my upcoming roleplaying one/short shot I'm planning for February 5th. Weekends will likely be more productive as they will mean something to me again.
I'm excited to be going back to work and helping others again, also scared out of my mind that I could get fired on the spot due to paperwork technicalities, but I'll hope for the best. Looking forward to that structure again so I can find my writing rhythm once more.
The injury is behind me, I feel better physically...
...time to tackle everything else again.
-- Murphy
"There is something to be said about being able to go out and not worry about thingss..." - Ssreth
But if you have to wait a little longer to return to work after this injury, it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to let your body recover just a tiny bit more.
So TOMORROW I'll be getting my computer access back and be listening to calls and catching up on the 271,893 emails I missed.
I got through the doors and I was mobbed by co-workers who missed me though...took me by surprise. About the only one who wasn't giving me the joyful reunion treatment was our Overly Apathetic Security Person, who simply shrugged and went back to his riveting game of solitaire.
In any case, it was good to actually be able to get back to the building, even if it was only for a short time, and I'm looking forward to a full shift tomorrow.
--Murphy.
"I have learned the dance of the paperwork!"