I am taking another deep fucking breath!

The work drama's continue.........


After going back to the doctor's for a 4th time...... I have to go back again today for attempt 5. I could have been working all week!

These bloody return to work forms are a nightmare....... My Doctor wont agree that I can lift 7.5ks for everything, meaning right hand, left hand, above head, below knees, doing the hockey pokey, and turning around........ which is right! I can't, and I am not meant to either. It is not what I do anyway. It was all scrapped after I went to self serve check outs, and removed from Night-fill, as lifting is not good for me.

The problems lies with the work cover Doctor who treated me last year when I was rushed to hospital after hurting myself at work, lifting boxes off the low section of my roll cage, which shall we add were not meant to be there for me! Long story, no need to go there....

He cleared me for self serve, and 20 min spells on express lane check outs, with store greeting duties. We all understood, and I went back to work. What he didn't do is actually fill out this type of form which spells out everything. It was all agreed on in a meeting with the work cover lady, the Doctor, and me in his rooms.The Doctor was left to write me a vague whiff of the above conditions,  penned down in one line on a sick form, and so now, they (WORK) are going off my night-fill quota restrictions which are now over 2 years old, which is all the actually weight bearing restrictions they have written down on paper.  

Now my current treating Doctor is booked out today, and he is then away, going on a long weekend away. Not back till TUESDAY, probably needs it after seeing me 4 times this week with this bloody form! My work cover doctor is away too, annual leave...back at the end of the month. So this afternoon I am going to see Dr POPE       (maybe he can perform a miracle?), and I hope and pray he is comfortable with filling out a form for me even when he has not been my treating doctor for this current flare up.... if not I am screwed until my doctors are back from holidays! 

So I will be home today, and not at work. I will be home Friday as I need to hand in paper work, and then wait for the work cover people, and then my store bosses to all agree that all the T's are crossed and all the i's dotted, for this absolute paper work of restrictions that are not actually relevant to my current position.

Just as well as I feel crappy. The extra stress is not helping, and the tension is causing havoc. I need to just breathe in and out and trust that it will be all OK.

Maybe the universe is watching out for me while I can't watch out for me because I am too busy worrying about how the fuck I will catch up on all the bills. If I can't get back to that 7.5kgs I am in deep trouble.  They wont let me work. I will be as good as unemployed.

It never just rains!