You think you know how a day is going to go. I really don’t remember much of those early days. I do remember being required to attend the doctor’s visit & not being well enough to drive. In fact, I’m not sure if I was walking. Doesn’t matter. To me, I was being compliant & following through on my employer’s request, nothing more. By now, I anticipated this being a 2-weeker. I do recall being quite nauseous on the drive to the medical facility, and calling it being ’sea-sick’. We discussed what was the likely scenario ahead of us. Medication at home, rest, and we agreed back to work in 2 weeks. Very doable. I could live with that.
That was not the end of the story. I am not sure either of us is so great at assessing my medical condition. He likes to deny things because it can become too painful, and I ~ well, I’m obviously ill. No family nearby to see the obvious. In fact, our family seems to be shrinking all the time. I think that they are so used to the situation by now that it is old hat to them anyway. This started out to be that way for me. Until the appointment.
I soon learned I got to use up my annual deductible on another trip to the hospital. Something was up because it was my longest stay ever. We did funky tests of which the purpose for them were never explained to me. I was perhaps too tired to care to ask at the time. I still thought I would be back to work in no time.
Some therapy was scheduled, but it didn’t even begin for another week after my discharge. Clearly I wasn’t thinking well, as I thought we should just dive right in.
leave of absence
