Oh you know that feeling; the one when you've been isolated for way too long, it's long past cabin fever and has turned into something wicked and eerie? AND you're past the point of getting on your own nerves? AND you're having conversations with your furbabies, and finding out that they have very awesome 'secondary' personalities - which you have given them because YOU ARE TALKING FOR THE FURBABY! Now to most people, this is a wake up call, or at least it was an eye opener for me. I hadn't realized how narrow my view of the world had become while I have spent over five years stuck either in bed or on the couch, and rarely leaving the house unless it was for one of many, many doctor appointments with all of my 'ologists.'
So I said to myself, 'It's time to get back to having a purpose and fighting my way back to getting my life together, no matter what the pain levels are, no matter how little sleep I've gotten. Because I was at that tipping point where it could've gone the way of the eye opening I had, or I could've seriously used an extended stay at a loonie bin for real. I'm glad that my faith in God, my AMAZING husband, my awesome support network of family & friends, and my inner strength have never abandoned me.
I AM A MUTHAFUCKIN WARRIOR!
My body has been through all of Dante's levels of hell in my short 35 years, and not once have I asked God why. Because this is the journey God carved out for me. My formative years matured me quickly, prepared me for many challenges in the real world, and gave me an inner warrior that was hard to contain in my 98lb body. But I did it. And I excelled at life. I tried different jobs, I fell in love, I fell in lust, I had fun, I traveled some, I made many, many great memories with some pretty amazing people, I worked my ass off & was always on the go! I WAS A FORCE OF NATURE, to put it mildly...
Then Autumn of 2009, my body started taking me hostage. AutoImmune Ninjas crept in from God only knows where, and unleashed a torrent of wild, varying, intense, extreme, debilitating symptoms by way of quite a few AutoImmune diseases.
First we found Fibromyalgia hanging out literally e.v.e.r.y.w.h.e.r.e.
Then we began seeing a connective tissue disease progress & transform so quickly, that even after six years, it's looking like Lupus may have been the leader of the AutoImmune Ninjas that crept in. He brought his buddies along to screw up my life and teach my body to attack itself & its healthy cells, and to see the intruders as 'friendlies.'
to be continued. most of my blog posts may come in pieces on occasion since I can't seem to focus on any one thing solely, for more than a short window of time. lovely symptom, yes?
Saturday, October 3, 2015
Monday, September 21, 2015
Woes of an Empath
Empaths are used to feeling others' emotions, so being devoid of social connecion isolates us further. Whether the isolation is from social anxiety, chronic illness, recovery, etc....it affects everyone different. For an Empath, isolation is hell.
And because it's a positive trait of ours to feel others' emotions, without interaction we don't feel (even with all the angst, fear, etc emotions that surround us in public) all the extra joy that used to surround us and rush to our soul as an old friend embracing us. Joy that we had put out in this world, bounding all around us in celebration of any & everything.
How many of you have been identified by friends or family members as an Empath?
And because it's a positive trait of ours to feel others' emotions, without interaction we don't feel (even with all the angst, fear, etc emotions that surround us in public) all the extra joy that used to surround us and rush to our soul as an old friend embracing us. Joy that we had put out in this world, bounding all around us in celebration of any & everything.
How many of you have been identified by friends or family members as an Empath?
Sunday, September 20, 2015
It's been a while...
I know it's been over three years since I've been on here. Things keep getting worse instead of better, even when there's an inch of progress, there is an immediate foot of backslide.
Life with Chronic Illnessess & Chronic Pain is not an easy life. You lose friends, you lose your job, you lose your self worth, you lose your purpose.
People like to talk about how Being a Chronic Pain patient can cause depression & anxiety. What about us chronic patients who already had severe depression (with bipolar under review) & moderate panic.anxiety disorder.
Add in social isolation to someone who was a social butterfly.
I can't dig deep today. It's been too rough a week for all that. But, I want to let you all know I'll be blogging again. It's another form of therapy that may help me tremendously when my brain fog isn't too thick for the lighthouse.
Life with Chronic Illnessess & Chronic Pain is not an easy life. You lose friends, you lose your job, you lose your self worth, you lose your purpose.
People like to talk about how Being a Chronic Pain patient can cause depression & anxiety. What about us chronic patients who already had severe depression (with bipolar under review) & moderate panic.anxiety disorder.
Add in social isolation to someone who was a social butterfly.
I can't dig deep today. It's been too rough a week for all that. But, I want to let you all know I'll be blogging again. It's another form of therapy that may help me tremendously when my brain fog isn't too thick for the lighthouse.
Monday, March 19, 2012
Blog Carnival for a friend
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Sunday, March 4, 2012
5 years already?
So, February 21st marked 5 years since I lost my beloved second daddy, Bill Stroupe. It was sudden and completely unexpected. When I got the call, I thought it was Hospice in Harrisburg, PA calling me to tell me that my daddy had passed away peacefully.
Billy and his wife Ina (my second mommy) were a huge part of my life growing up. They lived across the street and couldn't have children of their own; so they kinda adopted me as their own. I went on vacations with Ina, spent the night with her all the time. Our bus stop was right in front of her fence gate. She knew that I skipped breakfast a lot and would forget to pack my lunch because it took so long for me to get up and motivated for school. So, most mornings she would have a breakfast "to go" ready for me and a brown bag lunch with all kinds of yummy healthy food. Billy was a coin collector who owned his own gas station and garage. Ina was a nurse at the Emergency Room. She mainly worked night shifts. I remember going over each afternoon and watching her undo all those clips in her hair just to do an updo and spray the living daylights out of it with aerosol hairspray. And she never left the house without looking damned good from head to toe. Billy could care less...he was always in his garage clothes, unless it was a holiday. After my family's holiday dinner, I would always run over to spend time with my precious set of second parents that I treasured; and was so blessed to have. I could go on an on forever about my second set of parents. They were such wonderful people; and I know that they are both some of my most fiercest protective angels.
Well, the day before Billy died he had his cardio pulmonary check-up and all was tip-top shape. Billy only had one lung, and the other functioned minimally. He had black lung. Well, at about 3am, he had an asthma attack (which was typical) and his aorta exploded before he could ever even reach his inhaler.
So, like I said when I got the call, I thought it was about my dad who was in Hospice Care in PA taking his last breaths. So, I left work early because I was way too shaken up to be of much use anyway. I went to my then boyfriend's house (he's an ex now). I decided that I would spend the night in the den downstairs to feel safe and close to someone I loved.
I awoke very early the next morning on February 22nd in a panic and just burst into tears. It wasn't but a few hours later, my sister called to say that my daddy had passed away early in the morning (about the time I awoke in a panic).
My daddy will always be in my heart and life. I was always daddy's little shadow growing up. After the divorce, he got us every Sunday. After a while, my two sisters stopped going with him on Sundays. They saw him as the devil. I never did, nor will I ever understand how in the world they could think that just by what other people said. Daddy didn't do gifts or holidays, but he gave me love and life lessons. And that's way more than the latest cool shoes could have done for me. By the time I was ready to graduate High School, it was evident that my daddy's health had worsened and the emphysema had set in pretty hard. He was too sick to even make it to my graduation ceremony. But, as time passed we got closer and closer. His illnesses brought me to understand what compassion and family are truly about. Especially after my oldest sister passed away. (That's a story for another time).
It's just been a rough couple weeks...I sit here and laugh myself into tears, and cry myself into laughter over all the memories I have of the wonderful men that I was blessed to have as my daddies.
Billy and his wife Ina (my second mommy) were a huge part of my life growing up. They lived across the street and couldn't have children of their own; so they kinda adopted me as their own. I went on vacations with Ina, spent the night with her all the time. Our bus stop was right in front of her fence gate. She knew that I skipped breakfast a lot and would forget to pack my lunch because it took so long for me to get up and motivated for school. So, most mornings she would have a breakfast "to go" ready for me and a brown bag lunch with all kinds of yummy healthy food. Billy was a coin collector who owned his own gas station and garage. Ina was a nurse at the Emergency Room. She mainly worked night shifts. I remember going over each afternoon and watching her undo all those clips in her hair just to do an updo and spray the living daylights out of it with aerosol hairspray. And she never left the house without looking damned good from head to toe. Billy could care less...he was always in his garage clothes, unless it was a holiday. After my family's holiday dinner, I would always run over to spend time with my precious set of second parents that I treasured; and was so blessed to have. I could go on an on forever about my second set of parents. They were such wonderful people; and I know that they are both some of my most fiercest protective angels.
Well, the day before Billy died he had his cardio pulmonary check-up and all was tip-top shape. Billy only had one lung, and the other functioned minimally. He had black lung. Well, at about 3am, he had an asthma attack (which was typical) and his aorta exploded before he could ever even reach his inhaler.
So, like I said when I got the call, I thought it was about my dad who was in Hospice Care in PA taking his last breaths. So, I left work early because I was way too shaken up to be of much use anyway. I went to my then boyfriend's house (he's an ex now). I decided that I would spend the night in the den downstairs to feel safe and close to someone I loved.
I awoke very early the next morning on February 22nd in a panic and just burst into tears. It wasn't but a few hours later, my sister called to say that my daddy had passed away early in the morning (about the time I awoke in a panic).
My daddy will always be in my heart and life. I was always daddy's little shadow growing up. After the divorce, he got us every Sunday. After a while, my two sisters stopped going with him on Sundays. They saw him as the devil. I never did, nor will I ever understand how in the world they could think that just by what other people said. Daddy didn't do gifts or holidays, but he gave me love and life lessons. And that's way more than the latest cool shoes could have done for me. By the time I was ready to graduate High School, it was evident that my daddy's health had worsened and the emphysema had set in pretty hard. He was too sick to even make it to my graduation ceremony. But, as time passed we got closer and closer. His illnesses brought me to understand what compassion and family are truly about. Especially after my oldest sister passed away. (That's a story for another time).
It's just been a rough couple weeks...I sit here and laugh myself into tears, and cry myself into laughter over all the memories I have of the wonderful men that I was blessed to have as my daddies.
Sunday, February 19, 2012
This little light of mine
Oh, that light at the end of the tunnel that everyone keeps talking about....
I feel like the light is at a new bend in the tunnel to lead me in yet another direction with all my illnesses. It's always one thing after another, and another, and another. My diseases are progressing, rather than being slowed down by the medications. It's all happening at such an alarming rate. There are so many more things I have to give up doing just to have the energy to be awake. Otherwise, I'd just be a schlub who was always in bed. There are times that I will stay in bed for 1-2 days at a time while I'm sick and cannot do much else but sleep to help my body get over whatever it's going through.
I'm hoping that everything does slow down soon. After going downhill at this fast a rate, I just feel like I'm going to slam into a brick wall when I get to the bottom. It's been over 2 years since I started getting sick, and I just feel like I have to give up something new every single day. I haven't been able to crochet in about 8 months, and that is one of my favorite hobbies; but my hands don't want to work for me. Typing is incredibly difficult, but it's my means of communication with all the online friends I have, and then texting to my family and friends also.
I just hope that that little light I see in the tunnel now; is the end of the tunnel, and I can get out of all this darkness, pain, loneliness, disappointment; and start living again...to feel better, to slowly get things back one at a time. To be able to do the laundry again, and to cook dinner for my wonderful fiancee. I told him I didn't want to get married until I felt better, because I want to enjoy my wedding day, and not be riddled with pain from it.
So, this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine. this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine, let it shine, let it shine, let it shine!
I feel like the light is at a new bend in the tunnel to lead me in yet another direction with all my illnesses. It's always one thing after another, and another, and another. My diseases are progressing, rather than being slowed down by the medications. It's all happening at such an alarming rate. There are so many more things I have to give up doing just to have the energy to be awake. Otherwise, I'd just be a schlub who was always in bed. There are times that I will stay in bed for 1-2 days at a time while I'm sick and cannot do much else but sleep to help my body get over whatever it's going through.
I'm hoping that everything does slow down soon. After going downhill at this fast a rate, I just feel like I'm going to slam into a brick wall when I get to the bottom. It's been over 2 years since I started getting sick, and I just feel like I have to give up something new every single day. I haven't been able to crochet in about 8 months, and that is one of my favorite hobbies; but my hands don't want to work for me. Typing is incredibly difficult, but it's my means of communication with all the online friends I have, and then texting to my family and friends also.
I just hope that that little light I see in the tunnel now; is the end of the tunnel, and I can get out of all this darkness, pain, loneliness, disappointment; and start living again...to feel better, to slowly get things back one at a time. To be able to do the laundry again, and to cook dinner for my wonderful fiancee. I told him I didn't want to get married until I felt better, because I want to enjoy my wedding day, and not be riddled with pain from it.
So, this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine. this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine, let it shine, let it shine, let it shine!
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Missing my "A" game
Yes, I was always the "A" personality. I was very organized, very outgoing, helped anyone that needed it, was always the Queen of Optimism, had a smile for eveyone, helped the old lady cross the street, volunteered for a short while before my life got extra busy. But, I always had time for family & friends.
That all changed when I fell ill back in December 2009. I was fatigued and achy, with sore joints and started missing time at work. I was blessed in that my employers adjusted my schedule to a part-time position when I started missing weeks at a time. We came to an agreement that I would be able to keep my job if I had a doctor's note to cover all of my absences. I want to share with all of you how much time I was missing from work.
Saturday 1/2/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 800am - 100pm
Received notice from Management that any/all absences will now require a doctor's note
Saturday 1/16/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 800am - 100pm
Monday 1/18/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 1200pm - 800pm
PCP doctor's appointment at 130pm - Doctor's Note was given to management
Wednesday 1/27/10 - WORKER'S COMP CLAIM
Goldendoodle jumped at my face, knocking my jaw out and it made a horrible cracking sound. Work sent me to FMH Immediate Care for initial evaluation. They sent me to FMH Rosehill for Jaw scans
ALL OF THIS WAS OFF THE CLOCK, AND NO PAYMENT WAS MADE FOR TIME LOST, EVEN THOUGH THEY SENT ME TO IMMEDIATE CARE TO BE CHECKED OUT.
Thursday 1/28/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 730am - 600pm
Doctor faxed note to employer
Friday 1/29/10 - scheduled 1200pm - 800pm
Was still feeling violently ill. I let management know that I was calling my doctor for care instructions.
Doctor faxed note to employer stating that I shouldn't even just be home sick, I should be in the Emergency Room - and most definitely NOT at work. Management obliged an hour after receiving the faxed letter.
Employer requested release of information from my doctor's office. I refused to release medical records per my HIPPA protection.
I went to the Emergency Room - and they said that I needed to be at home today and Saturday 1/30/10
Saturday 1/30/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 800am - 100pm (Management knew day before)
Emergency Room doctor's note was given to employer
Monday 2/1/10 OFF SICK - scheduled 730am - 400pm
GI doctor's appointment at 130pm - Dr said off work until issue resolves. If not resolved by 2/5/10, upper endoscopy will have to be done on Thursday 2/11/10
GI doctor's note given to employer
Tuesday 2/2/10 - SCHEDULED OFF - Phone update to Management - they advised me that my hours have been cut to part-time due to my excessive absences.
Wednesday 2/3/10 - OFF SICK PER DR ORDERS - scheduled 1200pm - 800pm
Thursday 2/4/10 (MY BIRTHDAY) - OFF SICK PER DR ORDERS - scheduled 730am - 600pm
Friday 2/5/10 - scheduled 730am - 1200pm
GI Dr had already faxed note for absences 2/3-2/4/10
Thursday 2/25/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 730am - 600pm
PCP doctor's note given to employer
Monday 3/8/10 OFF SICK can barely move...pain throughout body - scheduled 300pm - 800pm
PCP doctor's note will be supplied
Tuesday 3/9/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 730am - 1200pm
PCP doctor appointment at 230pm. Doctor wrote note that I had to be off work 3/8-3/15/10, expected return to work on 3/17/10
Called employer to advise them of doctor's orders. Owner and manager made conference call to me stating that we will need to have a meeting upon my return to work.
Wednesday 3/10/10 - scheduled off
Thursday 3/11/10 - OFF SICK per DR ORDERS - scheduled 730am - 600pm
Friday 3/12/10 - OFF SICK per DR ORDERS - scheduled 730am - 130pm
Saturday 3/13/10 - scheduled off
Monday 3/15/10 - OFF SICK per DR ORDERS - scheduled 730am - 130pm
Rheumatologist appointment at 1000am - Dr note given to employer along with note covering 3/8-3/15/10
Tuesday 3/16/10 - scheduled off
Wednesday 3/17/10 - Employers required a work release from PCP including restrictions.
PCP faxed letter 3/18/10 stating that any restrictions must come from the rheumatologist
Rheumatologist said there were no restrictions upon return to work.
Wednesday 3/24/10 - TO EMERGENCY ROOM, can barely move - scheduled 730am - 130pm
Spoke to management that ER doctor wants me out of work until Sunday. I can return to work Monday 3/29/10
Tuesday 3/30/10 at psychiatrist appointment - updated to management
decrease in Lexapro to 20mg SID(qD)
added Abilify 5mg 1 PO SID(qD)
added Cyproheptedine 4mg SID(qD) bedtime
Wednesday 3/31/10 - 1200pm Called out for a Mental Health Day - scheduled 200pm-800pm
Told Receptionist I had no appointments, I had a breakdown finally after all that has happened in the the past ~3 months. I advised them to make sure management knew my phone would be turned off for the entire day.
Monday 4/5/10 - OFF SICK, bad pain and decreased mobility - scheduled 730am - 400pm
Tuesday 4/6/10 - Rheumatologist Dr appointment
added Celebrex 200mg 1 PO SID(qD) with food
Note from Dr to return to work with no restrictions (yet)
Stopped tracking my days off because my employer saw my paperwork in my bag and went through it and wrote me another notice for excessive absences. Below are the other copies of most of the dr appt notes I had before getting fired from my job
4/15/10 - Rheumatologist Dr note covering 4/14-4/16/10
4/22/10 - Physical Therapist note covering today
4/28/10 - Rheumatologist Dr note covering 4/27-4/28/10
4/29/10 - Rheumatologist Dr note covering today
4/30/10 - Emergency Room Dr note covering 4/30-5/2/10
5/4/10 - PCP Dr note covering 5/4-5/5/10
5/18/10 - Rheumatologist Dr note covering 5/15-5/18/10
5/25/10 - Owners and Management made me sign a release that I would not carry anything up or down the stairs and would not help take items to clients vehicles.
6/3/10 - PC Dr note covering 6/2-6/4/10, can return to work on 6/5/10
6/7/10 - scheduled 200pm-800pm. I started my new pain management medication and muscle relaxers and took a nap at 8am after having an early breakfast. I never heard my alarm go off. I never heard my phone ring when work tried to call me. I awoke at 5pm and immediately called work. I asked them if they still needed me in to help, and they said yes. I told them I would be there in approximately 30 minutes.
When things settled down at closing, I spoke with the manager and told her how very sorry I was about oversleeping and let her know that she knew I was changing medications again, and that I would try harder to make it in more. She said ok, you're doing all you possibly can
6/8/10 - scheduled 730am - 130pm
at 130pm, I was called into the owners office with manager and assistant manager as well. I was told that since I did not call before my shift started on 6/7/10, I was being terminated effective immediately.
That all changed when I fell ill back in December 2009. I was fatigued and achy, with sore joints and started missing time at work. I was blessed in that my employers adjusted my schedule to a part-time position when I started missing weeks at a time. We came to an agreement that I would be able to keep my job if I had a doctor's note to cover all of my absences. I want to share with all of you how much time I was missing from work.
Saturday 1/2/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 800am - 100pm
Received notice from Management that any/all absences will now require a doctor's note
Saturday 1/16/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 800am - 100pm
Monday 1/18/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 1200pm - 800pm
PCP doctor's appointment at 130pm - Doctor's Note was given to management
Wednesday 1/27/10 - WORKER'S COMP CLAIM
Goldendoodle jumped at my face, knocking my jaw out and it made a horrible cracking sound. Work sent me to FMH Immediate Care for initial evaluation. They sent me to FMH Rosehill for Jaw scans
ALL OF THIS WAS OFF THE CLOCK, AND NO PAYMENT WAS MADE FOR TIME LOST, EVEN THOUGH THEY SENT ME TO IMMEDIATE CARE TO BE CHECKED OUT.
Thursday 1/28/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 730am - 600pm
Doctor faxed note to employer
Friday 1/29/10 - scheduled 1200pm - 800pm
Was still feeling violently ill. I let management know that I was calling my doctor for care instructions.
Doctor faxed note to employer stating that I shouldn't even just be home sick, I should be in the Emergency Room - and most definitely NOT at work. Management obliged an hour after receiving the faxed letter.
Employer requested release of information from my doctor's office. I refused to release medical records per my HIPPA protection.
I went to the Emergency Room - and they said that I needed to be at home today and Saturday 1/30/10
Saturday 1/30/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 800am - 100pm (Management knew day before)
Emergency Room doctor's note was given to employer
Monday 2/1/10 OFF SICK - scheduled 730am - 400pm
GI doctor's appointment at 130pm - Dr said off work until issue resolves. If not resolved by 2/5/10, upper endoscopy will have to be done on Thursday 2/11/10
GI doctor's note given to employer
Tuesday 2/2/10 - SCHEDULED OFF - Phone update to Management - they advised me that my hours have been cut to part-time due to my excessive absences.
Wednesday 2/3/10 - OFF SICK PER DR ORDERS - scheduled 1200pm - 800pm
Thursday 2/4/10 (MY BIRTHDAY) - OFF SICK PER DR ORDERS - scheduled 730am - 600pm
Friday 2/5/10 - scheduled 730am - 1200pm
GI Dr had already faxed note for absences 2/3-2/4/10
Thursday 2/25/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 730am - 600pm
PCP doctor's note given to employer
Monday 3/8/10 OFF SICK can barely move...pain throughout body - scheduled 300pm - 800pm
PCP doctor's note will be supplied
Tuesday 3/9/10 - OFF SICK - scheduled 730am - 1200pm
PCP doctor appointment at 230pm. Doctor wrote note that I had to be off work 3/8-3/15/10, expected return to work on 3/17/10
Called employer to advise them of doctor's orders. Owner and manager made conference call to me stating that we will need to have a meeting upon my return to work.
Wednesday 3/10/10 - scheduled off
Thursday 3/11/10 - OFF SICK per DR ORDERS - scheduled 730am - 600pm
Friday 3/12/10 - OFF SICK per DR ORDERS - scheduled 730am - 130pm
Saturday 3/13/10 - scheduled off
Monday 3/15/10 - OFF SICK per DR ORDERS - scheduled 730am - 130pm
Rheumatologist appointment at 1000am - Dr note given to employer along with note covering 3/8-3/15/10
Tuesday 3/16/10 - scheduled off
Wednesday 3/17/10 - Employers required a work release from PCP including restrictions.
PCP faxed letter 3/18/10 stating that any restrictions must come from the rheumatologist
Rheumatologist said there were no restrictions upon return to work.
Wednesday 3/24/10 - TO EMERGENCY ROOM, can barely move - scheduled 730am - 130pm
Spoke to management that ER doctor wants me out of work until Sunday. I can return to work Monday 3/29/10
Tuesday 3/30/10 at psychiatrist appointment - updated to management
decrease in Lexapro to 20mg SID(qD)
added Abilify 5mg 1 PO SID(qD)
added Cyproheptedine 4mg SID(qD) bedtime
Wednesday 3/31/10 - 1200pm Called out for a Mental Health Day - scheduled 200pm-800pm
Told Receptionist I had no appointments, I had a breakdown finally after all that has happened in the the past ~3 months. I advised them to make sure management knew my phone would be turned off for the entire day.
Monday 4/5/10 - OFF SICK, bad pain and decreased mobility - scheduled 730am - 400pm
Tuesday 4/6/10 - Rheumatologist Dr appointment
added Celebrex 200mg 1 PO SID(qD) with food
Note from Dr to return to work with no restrictions (yet)
Stopped tracking my days off because my employer saw my paperwork in my bag and went through it and wrote me another notice for excessive absences. Below are the other copies of most of the dr appt notes I had before getting fired from my job
4/15/10 - Rheumatologist Dr note covering 4/14-4/16/10
4/22/10 - Physical Therapist note covering today
4/28/10 - Rheumatologist Dr note covering 4/27-4/28/10
4/29/10 - Rheumatologist Dr note covering today
4/30/10 - Emergency Room Dr note covering 4/30-5/2/10
5/4/10 - PCP Dr note covering 5/4-5/5/10
5/18/10 - Rheumatologist Dr note covering 5/15-5/18/10
5/25/10 - Owners and Management made me sign a release that I would not carry anything up or down the stairs and would not help take items to clients vehicles.
6/3/10 - PC Dr note covering 6/2-6/4/10, can return to work on 6/5/10
6/7/10 - scheduled 200pm-800pm. I started my new pain management medication and muscle relaxers and took a nap at 8am after having an early breakfast. I never heard my alarm go off. I never heard my phone ring when work tried to call me. I awoke at 5pm and immediately called work. I asked them if they still needed me in to help, and they said yes. I told them I would be there in approximately 30 minutes.
When things settled down at closing, I spoke with the manager and told her how very sorry I was about oversleeping and let her know that she knew I was changing medications again, and that I would try harder to make it in more. She said ok, you're doing all you possibly can
6/8/10 - scheduled 730am - 130pm
at 130pm, I was called into the owners office with manager and assistant manager as well. I was told that since I did not call before my shift started on 6/7/10, I was being terminated effective immediately.
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