Not the best of weekends, on top of my ever present widespread pain and fatigue, I woke up this morning with the beginnings of a throat/chest infection, so pain and fatigue has ratcheted up.
Also this morning, my final pay packet dropped onto the doormat reminding me that I only have 18 days to go before I become unemployed, I’ve accepted and understand that I am now too sick to work. There are and never will be any bad feelings, as the last 2 years have been brilliant.
There is always a good chance of not being able to work again as in being employed and that makes me sad, but I’ve been making plans and have been looking into getting set up as self employed, so I’m feeling pretty positive about that.
I will miss the daily routine of my current job that I love, and the daily contact with my amazing colleagues. I know I’ll still get to meet up with them from time to time for coffee and a chat, and I know I can contact them anytime I want.I will also be looking forward to being able to help out by volunteering from time to time when I am feeling well enough.
Finally this afternoon I have my first meeting with the physiotherapist, I’ve really been looking forward to this meeting as its been a long wait and I’m positive I will learn something I can use that will help me in some way, just wish I wasn’t feeling so crappy.