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The shock breaks my disease and I can breathe
It feels especially early this morning. I really didn't want to get up, and laid there for a good 10 extra minutes before I could heave myself out of bed. Now that I'm upright, I'm kind of sorry that I'm not still in bed. I technically could probably sleep an extra half an hour, but I don't like the feeling of being rushed, so maybe not.
I'm feeling mostly better, just still a little congestion and occasional cough. I may still have some fatigue, but I haven't been sleeping great the last week, so that's hard to say. I should be fine for work in the office tomorrow.
Today, I shall make my return to the world and go visit Dad in the rehab. Whoo, the excitement. I've actually waited a few extra days, but since we have a game tonight, I'm going to go down early so that taking my sister doesn't interfere with that.
I also have a meeting with my boss and his manager. My manager has an idea to create a position of Assistant Team Lead so he can get some help. And he's been pushing me hard to his manager, and apparently it's gone far enough for us to have a meeting. I don't really think they're going to be able to get the position created. I'm pretty sure it's going to go so far and be blocked by the higher ups, but hey, I'll give it a go. The more people who know my name the better, I suppose.
Tomorrow, I have my monthly one on one and also the interview for the Experience Design Specialist. Another job that I'm not really expecting to get, but I'll try my best.
Yesterday, Dad informed us that he's not able to do as much therapy as they want him to, and I immediately went into panic mode, thinking that they were going to write him off and send him home as "good as he gets." I called the case manager, and she wasn't really able to give me much info. So now I'm worried that they're going to release him before Disney, and that is going to be a clusterfuck. I floated the idea of him doing respite care until we're back, but my sister is weirdly resistant to that. But if he's not at at least the level he was before he went to the hospital or better, she's not going to be able to do it, and she will hurt herself.
I don't know what the solution is. I mean, the obvious one would be for him to stay there until we get home.
There's only 16 days until we leave. I'm trying to get excited, but I'm having a really hard time with it. I've been waiting for over a year for this vacation, and now that it's almost here, things are kind of a mess. We've got everything we need for the vacation, it's just a matter of packing it all and going. Hopefully things settle down soon and I'll be able to relax and enjoy the lead up.
Okay, going to get myself together for work. Everyone have a wonderful Wednesday!
I'm feeling mostly better, just still a little congestion and occasional cough. I may still have some fatigue, but I haven't been sleeping great the last week, so that's hard to say. I should be fine for work in the office tomorrow.
Today, I shall make my return to the world and go visit Dad in the rehab. Whoo, the excitement. I've actually waited a few extra days, but since we have a game tonight, I'm going to go down early so that taking my sister doesn't interfere with that.
I also have a meeting with my boss and his manager. My manager has an idea to create a position of Assistant Team Lead so he can get some help. And he's been pushing me hard to his manager, and apparently it's gone far enough for us to have a meeting. I don't really think they're going to be able to get the position created. I'm pretty sure it's going to go so far and be blocked by the higher ups, but hey, I'll give it a go. The more people who know my name the better, I suppose.
Tomorrow, I have my monthly one on one and also the interview for the Experience Design Specialist. Another job that I'm not really expecting to get, but I'll try my best.
Yesterday, Dad informed us that he's not able to do as much therapy as they want him to, and I immediately went into panic mode, thinking that they were going to write him off and send him home as "good as he gets." I called the case manager, and she wasn't really able to give me much info. So now I'm worried that they're going to release him before Disney, and that is going to be a clusterfuck. I floated the idea of him doing respite care until we're back, but my sister is weirdly resistant to that. But if he's not at at least the level he was before he went to the hospital or better, she's not going to be able to do it, and she will hurt herself.
I don't know what the solution is. I mean, the obvious one would be for him to stay there until we get home.
There's only 16 days until we leave. I'm trying to get excited, but I'm having a really hard time with it. I've been waiting for over a year for this vacation, and now that it's almost here, things are kind of a mess. We've got everything we need for the vacation, it's just a matter of packing it all and going. Hopefully things settle down soon and I'll be able to relax and enjoy the lead up.
Okay, going to get myself together for work. Everyone have a wonderful Wednesday!