Hiatus
Sometimes...life makes us take a break. I suppose it's my turn.
As of Friday, I am on medical leave from work. For lack of a better word, it was essentially forced upon me. I've been in a boot since last Wednesday from an old injury from college...or maybe not according to my last doc's appointment. But apparently, me working in it creates too much of a liability for me to be there. Even after swearing up and down I would NOT sue my place of employment, doesn't matter. Despite the fact I'm cleared by the doc to still work, doesn't matter. And since I didn't apply for short term disability, until my PTO runs out, the rest of my time off is unpaid. For up to 8 weeks. Halfway through my shift upon realizing I was in a boot, I was directed to my HR director's office and given a contact number to begin FMLA proceedings to which I walked onto my unit and had a meltdown. I was scared, shocked and overwhelmed and it all just came out in that instant.
I spent this past weekend in Ohio visiting my folks, and it came at an opportune time. It was a good time to visit family, talk, have lots of good food and I reached a decision on what I must do. I spent about 20 minutes on the phone this morning opening an FMLA case to protect myself from my job that I'm not going to be at for an unknown length of time. Sometimes things just happen; circumstances that I have absolutely no control over and a decision has to be made. A decision in which one has to decide what is ultimately best. I have another interview tomorrow and I'm awaiting a call back from an interview I had 2 weeks ago. Another position I interviewed for around that time has been filled. So in the meantime, while I'm waiting...I'm kind of stuck.
I MISS working, which stinks. And despite all of this going on, I still want to end things with my current job on a good note. I still want to do things the right way; turn in a formal resignation, that sort of thing. I understand there are procedures and policies in place, I get that. They were all just doing their jobs, I get that. I understand that this leave is ultimately for my safety, and I understand that. But in 24 hours, I went from a job and security to having to go away from it, and it was extremely overwhelming. There was so much to process in a short amount of time. If it wasn't for me talking to my co-workers before walking out the door and getting some tasty pizza, I don't know what would have happened. I don't know what's in store for me in terms of a new job; I'm open to just about anything at this point, so long as it's part of the plan God has for me. I feel good about tomorrow's interview. So I suppose there's not much left to do but wait and see what happens and hope something opens up before my 8 week leave is over. I have a good feeling something will open up.
As of Friday, I am on medical leave from work. For lack of a better word, it was essentially forced upon me. I've been in a boot since last Wednesday from an old injury from college...or maybe not according to my last doc's appointment. But apparently, me working in it creates too much of a liability for me to be there. Even after swearing up and down I would NOT sue my place of employment, doesn't matter. Despite the fact I'm cleared by the doc to still work, doesn't matter. And since I didn't apply for short term disability, until my PTO runs out, the rest of my time off is unpaid. For up to 8 weeks. Halfway through my shift upon realizing I was in a boot, I was directed to my HR director's office and given a contact number to begin FMLA proceedings to which I walked onto my unit and had a meltdown. I was scared, shocked and overwhelmed and it all just came out in that instant.
I spent this past weekend in Ohio visiting my folks, and it came at an opportune time. It was a good time to visit family, talk, have lots of good food and I reached a decision on what I must do. I spent about 20 minutes on the phone this morning opening an FMLA case to protect myself from my job that I'm not going to be at for an unknown length of time. Sometimes things just happen; circumstances that I have absolutely no control over and a decision has to be made. A decision in which one has to decide what is ultimately best. I have another interview tomorrow and I'm awaiting a call back from an interview I had 2 weeks ago. Another position I interviewed for around that time has been filled. So in the meantime, while I'm waiting...I'm kind of stuck.
I MISS working, which stinks. And despite all of this going on, I still want to end things with my current job on a good note. I still want to do things the right way; turn in a formal resignation, that sort of thing. I understand there are procedures and policies in place, I get that. They were all just doing their jobs, I get that. I understand that this leave is ultimately for my safety, and I understand that. But in 24 hours, I went from a job and security to having to go away from it, and it was extremely overwhelming. There was so much to process in a short amount of time. If it wasn't for me talking to my co-workers before walking out the door and getting some tasty pizza, I don't know what would have happened. I don't know what's in store for me in terms of a new job; I'm open to just about anything at this point, so long as it's part of the plan God has for me. I feel good about tomorrow's interview. So I suppose there's not much left to do but wait and see what happens and hope something opens up before my 8 week leave is over. I have a good feeling something will open up.
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