I'm alive!
At least it hasn't been 22 weeks since my last post this time. :-)
However, I did have another short hospital stay. Even after my kidneys had been worked on, the pain I was in still hadn't gone away. I was taking a lot of pain killers and going to work was really, really draining. So, I called my doctor and went in to see him one morning before work. He walked into the office, took one look at me and told me that he had to readmit me to the hospital to control my pain. According to him, I was taking way too many painkillers.
Anyway, both he and the other doctor I was seeing for my kidneys didn't know why I was still in so much pain. So, they called in a general surgeon who wanted to do exploratory surgery on me to see what was going on. After another CT scan (I think I've had about 6 with all the pain that I've been having), an ultrasound, and some random nuclear test, I was diagnosed with a malfunctioning gall bladder. So, the Sunday before Memorial Day I had surgery to remove my gall bladder and was released from the hospital on Memorial Day.
Lucky me though, that seems to have taken care of the pain that I was having. Minus recovering from the surgery (which was nothing compared to the pain that I was in before) all my pain was gone. *knock on wood*
Of course, that meant that I was off work again. The doctor wanted me to take a full two weeks off of work before going back, but I told him that I couldn't afford to do that, so we compromised at one week with me going back only to do light duty. Of course, my manager doesn't know what that means, so my first day back she scheduled me by myself. I had to call her back and remind her that my coming back was contingent on having someone there to help me lift things (mainly the registers out of the big safe in the back and help getting them out on to the floor.), so she had to call someone in.
It felt good to be back to work, but in short order I was scheduled 9 hour shifts (again some of the by myself) and she messed up on the schedule and had me scheduled 7 days in a row. I tell you, that's really good when you're trying to recover from surgery. The hard part for me has been trying to take it easy at work, especially during closings because I really can't lift a lot of books yet, so I'm mainly stuck straightening the shelves.
Due to the surgery I missed my second placement test for school. Luckily my admissions agent understood that I wasn't just flaking out, and allowed me to reschedule the test. Now I get to take that on July 8th and I'll find out then if I get to go to school again. I'm thinking positively and saying "When I get admitted..." rather than "If I get admitted...".
It's going to be a juggling act again, because it's full time and I'll still be working full time, but it's only a year and then I will be out of Borders, finally. Some of the stuff that's going on now is a little crazy (I know that we're not the only store going through it, I've talked to staff from other stores and they are just as frustrated) and I really don't know how much longer I can take it. I'm not putting all of my eggs in one basket or anything, but people in the company are dropping like flies and it's a little nerve-wracking.
However, I did have another short hospital stay. Even after my kidneys had been worked on, the pain I was in still hadn't gone away. I was taking a lot of pain killers and going to work was really, really draining. So, I called my doctor and went in to see him one morning before work. He walked into the office, took one look at me and told me that he had to readmit me to the hospital to control my pain. According to him, I was taking way too many painkillers.
Anyway, both he and the other doctor I was seeing for my kidneys didn't know why I was still in so much pain. So, they called in a general surgeon who wanted to do exploratory surgery on me to see what was going on. After another CT scan (I think I've had about 6 with all the pain that I've been having), an ultrasound, and some random nuclear test, I was diagnosed with a malfunctioning gall bladder. So, the Sunday before Memorial Day I had surgery to remove my gall bladder and was released from the hospital on Memorial Day.
Lucky me though, that seems to have taken care of the pain that I was having. Minus recovering from the surgery (which was nothing compared to the pain that I was in before) all my pain was gone. *knock on wood*
Of course, that meant that I was off work again. The doctor wanted me to take a full two weeks off of work before going back, but I told him that I couldn't afford to do that, so we compromised at one week with me going back only to do light duty. Of course, my manager doesn't know what that means, so my first day back she scheduled me by myself. I had to call her back and remind her that my coming back was contingent on having someone there to help me lift things (mainly the registers out of the big safe in the back and help getting them out on to the floor.), so she had to call someone in.
It felt good to be back to work, but in short order I was scheduled 9 hour shifts (again some of the by myself) and she messed up on the schedule and had me scheduled 7 days in a row. I tell you, that's really good when you're trying to recover from surgery. The hard part for me has been trying to take it easy at work, especially during closings because I really can't lift a lot of books yet, so I'm mainly stuck straightening the shelves.
Due to the surgery I missed my second placement test for school. Luckily my admissions agent understood that I wasn't just flaking out, and allowed me to reschedule the test. Now I get to take that on July 8th and I'll find out then if I get to go to school again. I'm thinking positively and saying "When I get admitted..." rather than "If I get admitted...".
It's going to be a juggling act again, because it's full time and I'll still be working full time, but it's only a year and then I will be out of Borders, finally. Some of the stuff that's going on now is a little crazy (I know that we're not the only store going through it, I've talked to staff from other stores and they are just as frustrated) and I really don't know how much longer I can take it. I'm not putting all of my eggs in one basket or anything, but people in the company are dropping like flies and it's a little nerve-wracking.