A few weeks ago, I wrote about how I was worried that I’d end up having to make a very difficult decision regarding my ability to work due to my health issues. It’s not that I can’t work – it’s that I’m so utterly exhausted that the ‘little’ things take to much out of me. I often work, quite comfortably, from my bed with my laptop or even from the couch with my feet up…
…but my job requires that I go into the office and some days, it takes so much out of me, I can’t function by the time I leave the office for the day.
Today, I woke up in a huge amount of pain. Lots of pain. I have pain on almost a daily basis, but this pain was more…painful. Just mustering through the last two hours, getting the kid ready and out the door, has been exhausting.
I’ve got a call into the Dr. – so we’ll see what he says.
In the meantime – I’ve called in to work…I hate calling in to work. It makes me feel like I’m a loser…so much so, that I’m sitting here crying.
I think I’m closer to being forced to make that decision and as the breadwinner for our family, especially now that the old man has been put of furlough again – that scares the hell out of me.
Maybe I’ll try to pitch the “Part-time from home, Part-time in the office” thing – gah.
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