Sad News

Today was a very very sad day for me.
I lost my job - my wonderful job that I love so much.

Why? you ask. Well I am not exactly sure, I can only guess.

I know I was on a 3 week trial period, but I didn't see it coming at all.
It was quite a shock when I was asked into the boss's office this morning and told that my trial period was over and that they wouldn't be keeping me on. I am feeling quite devastated about it. I absolutely loved my job, the place, the location, the hours, and most importantly the people that I worked with are just so lovely. And I did truly believe that God had put me there for a reason (thought now I don't know what it was).

Being rejected is a very difficult emotion to deal with.
But I will get over it in time, it just hurts at the moment.

But I do feel sorry for my boss. It must have put her in a terrible situation. She is my friend first and utmost. I know her through church, she is such a lovely lady who I admire. She was the one who asked me to come aboard the Sunday school team, and her daughter is a wonderful friend to Tyler. I hope and pray that it doesn't make it awkward between us, and I pray that she is OK.

When I was first told this morning I was very shocked, as I said I didn't see it coming, and I got a bit teary. Then I composed myself and tried to finish up odds and ends. One of the nurses saw me and asked what was wrong. What do you do when someone asks you that? Well you cry again. Next thing I know several of the nurses had heard and came up to my office and gave me hugs, and two of them went out to the garden and picked me some flowers. After that I couldn't compose myself at all. I thought I can't keep working here for the rest of the day if I couldn't hold it together plus I looked like shit by now - not a good look for a front office person. Not fair for people who had to see me. So I decided it would be best just to pack up my stuff and get going. I handed in my keys and time sheet and grabbed my bag.

I just popped my head around to the activities room to say good bye and one of the nurses grabbed my by the arm and took me ALL around the nursing home to say good bye to every staff member that was working that day! It took over half an hour I reckon and every time the nurse said I was leaving the others were all surprised and hugging and kissing me. Well that just made me worse. While they were being so nice to me made it even harder to leave, bless them.

I know God has a plan for me, I just wish at this stage I knew what it was. It might then give me some hope about my future.

Tyler in trouble at school ?

Bad back - Part II

My pain has improved though has not yet left my body.

I can't believe the week that I have had with it.

I returned to work on Thursday and managed to stay there all day and on Friday as well.

I am not sure who was happier - the people I work with or myself.

My back - still of a morning it is extremely difficult to shower and get ready for the day. I am still in a fair amount of pain but its manageable, thank goodness. By mid morning I can move around quite OK with only a small amount of pain. By the evening time my leg is really sore again. I am trying to be so very careful with what I do so as not to hurt myself again. I feel as though the inflammation is decreasing, though still present. Hopefully this time next week it will all be but a bad memory.

I had a Bowen treatment last Wednesday for the first time ever. WOW.

It was just truly wonderful and I believe it is because of this that I was able to return to work the following day. I am looking forward to my next visit this coming week. If anyone is experiencing pain or discomfort, or would just like to be pampered to the max, ask me for the details.

Work - I have been so worried about work.

I have the best boss and collegues and they have been so understanding, but I just feel as though I have let them down. I have not done anything on purpose and I would never not turn up to work just for the sake of it, but it mustn't look too good from an employers point of view. I have only been there 2-3 weeks and had to have nearly a week off. Plus we also have two people in Sydney doing training for our new computer system, one person on leave and another had a family emergency. So they were terribly short staffed. If I could have got there I would have and I feel dreadful for letting them down.

But the good new is that I am back and doing my very best.

I believe God gave me this wonderful job with these wonderful people, and I truly believe with all my heart that this is where I am supposed to be.

Not our best week

I have not been able to get on the computer for nearly a week now. Talk about having withdrawals, LOL.

First of all, the main thing is that I hurt my back in a big way.
I have never felt pain like it. At times it was worst that labour pains. Yes, mums, that's right.

How did I hurt my back? Well that is a very interesting question and I don't really know the correct answer. I literally woke up Friday morning and I couldn't get out of bed. It was painful and also annoying as I wanted to get to work. More on that in a moment.

I had to ring mum up to come and get Tyler off to school. I couldn't pack his lunch or doing anything for him. I knew mum had only had a couple of hours sleep and lives 20 minutes away, but hey who else does a girl call to when she is in trouble. Yep, her mum.
God bless my mum, the best mum in the world.
She high tailed to our place (even without her morning coffee) and got Tyler off to school, took me to the chiro for a treatment, then to work to explain that I was in a bad way and couldn't stay. I felt so bad about that, especially as I have only just started there. At this stage the pain would have been about a 7 out of 10. I am not one to take any pain killers but this needed something and quick!
Mum stayed at my place until it was time to get Tyler from school, then she picked him up and went straight down to pick up Poppy from work then took Tyler back to their place for a sleep over (thinking that his dad would pick him up from there in the morning but as usual he didn't, but hey that's a whole nother blog).

Tyler stayed at Nan & pops most of the day which was good for me.
My pain got a whole lot worse. My dear friend Robyn took me to a local doctor for me to be assessed and get some stronger pain relief, then took me to the chemist, back home to settle me in before going out and getting me something to eat. Bless her. She has rung or been around every day to see if I am OK and see what she can do for me. Over the weekend I took pain killers, tried to eat but mostly couldn't, and slept alot. Tyler was home in the afternoon. It was hard looking after him and entertaining him, especially as he hadn't seem me much lately.

On Sunday morning I woke to the worst pain again. This time I got Tyler to ring his Dad and tell to get up here ASAP, even though it was only 6.30am. He was there by 7am which was good. Got him to do a few things for me, dress Tyler and get his breakfast etc. Then at about 8.30 he took him out for the day to his cousin's house. I slept most of the day.

That night however I started to feel very ill. After getting Tyler his tea, I was sick. But after I was sick i did feel much better. My dear friend called around at 8pm to see if I wanted anything and made me Vegemite on toast. That seemed to help.

Monday morning I was determined to go to work, even though I was in so much pain and had the runs. We had to call mum up again (poor mum) as Tyler was now not well. He had a bad head cold and asthma, so Mum agreed to have him for the day. I had some more pain relief, but not the strong ones so I could get to work. There was no way I could drive, I was so sore but I though that I could go to work. After all they had several people away and I had Friday off. What was I thinking. Then to make matters worse I got the runs. I still don't know if it was a virus or if it was just the codeine coming out of my system, as it doesn't seem to agree with me. But that lasted a day or two.
I had to call a cab at 9.30am to take me home as I couldn't get off the toilet. I felt so bad, but what could I do. Spent most of the day in bed. Mum brought Tyler back home late afternoon with tea cooked - thank you. I still didn't have much of an appetite. The only good thing out of all this for me is that I lost about 5kgs.

Tuesday morning was another shocker. Oh, the pain, it was just ridiculous. While I layed on the bed crying Tyler rang his Nan, again, to come up and to get him off to school. I couldn't pack his lunch or find his planner (school diary). I got him dressed enough so that my neighbour could walk him to school with her boy but he didn't have lunch etc. When mum got to my place she packed his lunch, found his planner and took it over to him. By now all I could do was cry and cry. I was so over the pain, and so worried about my job. More on that later too. Mum didn't know what to do with me. We discussed lots of things but were getting no where. Then mum made the realisation that I hadn't had my happy pills in about 4 days. Well that will explain alot as well. So I took that, tried to eat a sandwich and pretty much slept till Tyler got home from school, while mum cleaned up, vacuumed etc etc.

Around tea time mum was going up to the shops to get me some essential groceries seeing as though I hadn't been shopping for ages. So Tyler and I went too. I held on to a trolley and shuffled my way around just to get a few things. I didn't feel too bad, but getting into and out of the car was painful.

Speaking of pain - I have sat here long enough for now. Better get to bed and rest.
part 2 to follow soon