Tuesday, September 19, 2006
There's a Silver Lining somewhere
Every scenario, every if, and, or but...
Every tear shed...
it doesn't compare to the moment when my Doctor's receptionist looked at my at 9AM this morning and told me that she (my Doctor) wasn't coming in... until Later.
"Could you wait?"
'Just admit me now' is the thought that hit my brain first.
The tears started, the anxiety... Of course I was going to wait. I had to see her. I needed to take care of myself, and the whole "work/grave" issue... but the knowledge that I called it.. that she wasn't going to be there... that was too much.
So... I sat... and waited... and read... and sat... and waited... and went and got a drink from the cafeteria... and waited and read some more... and went and put more money in the meter.
Then my turn came.
And I cried as I told the Doctor what was happening.
She agreed to my not going to grave shift and getting me a note... but the receptionist would draft it, and she would sign and approve it.
So I sat and waited... and sat and waited.
And checked the note... had it revised and sat and waited some more.
I have the note... with time restrictions on it.
The stress is leaving, the anxiety is abating.
Now I am exhausted, emotionally and physically as the excess adrenaline has left... or all the drugs have left my system. I may sleep unaided tonight.
I wait, slightly curious as to what work will through at me next. Will I be able to keep taking my stupid French class???
These are things that I think about...
Are they my only concerns?
Not really.
Right now, I just want to stay calm and sleep in.
Thanks to all my friends for listening and being there for me this week.
You all mean more to me than you can imagine.
Every tear shed...
it doesn't compare to the moment when my Doctor's receptionist looked at my at 9AM this morning and told me that she (my Doctor) wasn't coming in... until Later.
"Could you wait?"
'Just admit me now' is the thought that hit my brain first.
The tears started, the anxiety... Of course I was going to wait. I had to see her. I needed to take care of myself, and the whole "work/grave" issue... but the knowledge that I called it.. that she wasn't going to be there... that was too much.
So... I sat... and waited... and read... and sat... and waited... and went and got a drink from the cafeteria... and waited and read some more... and went and put more money in the meter.
Then my turn came.
And I cried as I told the Doctor what was happening.
She agreed to my not going to grave shift and getting me a note... but the receptionist would draft it, and she would sign and approve it.
So I sat and waited... and sat and waited.
And checked the note... had it revised and sat and waited some more.
I have the note... with time restrictions on it.
The stress is leaving, the anxiety is abating.
Now I am exhausted, emotionally and physically as the excess adrenaline has left... or all the drugs have left my system. I may sleep unaided tonight.
I wait, slightly curious as to what work will through at me next. Will I be able to keep taking my stupid French class???
These are things that I think about...
Are they my only concerns?
Not really.
Right now, I just want to stay calm and sleep in.
Thanks to all my friends for listening and being there for me this week.
You all mean more to me than you can imagine.
Dragonfly 9/19/2006 08:26:00 PM
4 Comments:
Glad that you got the note and you live in a country where things like that work. Here, they would just fire you for some other reason that was not exactly true to get around it. Then, you could try and sue them...but where to you get the money for that? Hope things get better. Have they tried you on Lamictal? That is working great for me.
FF: Thanks! *hugs* back atcha!
VG: No.. I just work for a company that is bound by the law, and the Employee Standards Act. They also have Policies and Procedures that they follow and that they bind themselves too. Of course they have loopholes.. But I do have a "history" for my condition and the medical department is aware and willing to accomodate me. It basically boils down to.. the medications I am on now are working.. changing my shift drastically will alter my sleep and therefore my mood.. that would be bad... Even medical at work agreed, and now my department has to comply.
I love policies.. they are fun... sort of
VG: No.. I just work for a company that is bound by the law, and the Employee Standards Act. They also have Policies and Procedures that they follow and that they bind themselves too. Of course they have loopholes.. But I do have a "history" for my condition and the medical department is aware and willing to accomodate me. It basically boils down to.. the medications I am on now are working.. changing my shift drastically will alter my sleep and therefore my mood.. that would be bad... Even medical at work agreed, and now my department has to comply.
I love policies.. they are fun... sort of
Hope things got better this weekend.
VG: Thanks.