I often dream of retiring but since I have been stuck at home with a back injury for two weeks I am losing my mind. I can’t watch anymore Netflix or read another book. I feel like my brain is turning to cotton. This morning I was supposed to have a teleconference with several people regarding my return to work tomorrow but nobody could make it so it was cancelled. It was a call between W0rks@fé, my nurse leader, a uni0n rep, 0ccup@tional health and safety and myself. Apparently everyone is on holidays. (Sorry to be all cryptic. I have heard stories of them finding information about people online.)
Summer is winding down here and I am so glad. A beautiful breeze is blowing. My bed had an extra blanket added to it last night. It is blessedly quiet at the moment and for now there are no cars and motorcycles with extra loud motors roaring up and down the road.
Well, I wrote that yesterday and things have properly fallen into place. This afternoon I went to physio and even I didn’t realize how screwed up I am. The physiotherapist put me through all these tests. The earliest I will be able to return to work will be another 2 weeks. And then it will be as an extra worker and a graduated return. That is a huge weight off my mind because I can’t lift any weight more than a few pounds right now.
In other news I am updating my blogroll so if I disappear I will be adding you back. Currently I have two going but only need one.
Norbert is sitting with me on my bed and cleaning himself. Maybe he has a hot date tonight.