
Sometimes fate (or God, if you’re religious) makes decisions for you.
I’ve been struggling with when I will finally fully retire. My bosses know I’m on the way out. Originally, I promised to stay until the end of the year. But I’m tired, the commute is long, and both hubby and I have been experiencing some age-related health issues.
Hell, I’m 71! How long do I need (or want) to keep doing this?
So I’ve been going back and forth between an October 30th end date or a November 30th end date. If I stay til the end of November, I can get paid for Thanksgiving and the day after. But by then there could be snow (NOT doing any more winter driving!) and it’s one more month of stress which I most definitely don’t need.
I feel an obligation to my bosses, who have been wonderful to me over the years, but since the full-time staff employee left in April and hasn’t been replaced, it’s become just too much for me. The bosses did bring in a temp to help out during the recruitment process, but I haven’t seen them intervew a single permanent employee. I don’t know how long I can wait.
Already, I’ve become a somewhat undependable employee, due to my own health issues and hubby’s, and I’m feeling a little guilty about that. When I can’t make it in, there’s no one to do my work. It’s not fair to the others to have to cover for me so often, but they’ve been very patient. And it’s been especially hard on me because I then have to catch up when I’m able to return, and since at most I work 3 days a week it can be difficult to get everything done.
So – Maybe it was stress. Maybe it was a bug or spider bite. Maybe it was some kind of food allergy. Maybe some stranger sneezed on me.
In any event, on Thursday, my first day off last week, I developed swelling and pain on the right side of my head under the ear, which then moved to the left side of my neck under the ear. By Saturday it had moved up to my left cheekbone and left temple, with a small strip across my forehead (even my husband noticed!). Then it went back to the right side under the ear and the forehead rash had grown. Topical hydrocortisone wasn’t working. On Sunday I tried Benadryl, which also didn’t work. I briefly considered going to urgent care but since I wasn’t having any breathing or cardiac problems, decided to wait until Monday when my primary doctor would be in his office, assuming the whole issue hadn’t resolved by then.
At any rate, fate (or God) seems to have stepped in. I woke up yesterday looking like this:
And it’s not even Halloween! I scare little kids with my normal face, but this?
I did go to work since I couldn’t immediately get through to my primary physician, but I only managed an hour there (during which time I accomplished absolutely nothing) before reaching my doctor, who advised me to go to urgent care or the emergency room. I opted for the ER because urgent care probably would have sent me there anyway. 6 hours later I was released on antibiotics and steroids. No definitive cause was determined for all that swelling, other than it was probably some kind of viral infection that I couldn’t throw off due to my being immune suppressed from my Remicade treatments.
So today, I’m off work again, not looking much better. But at least the headache and neck pain are gone.
And I’m a little closer to making my decision.
I think I’ve had enough. I can probably make it through the rest of September, but I’ll never manage the end of November. Considering the above photo, perhaps it’s appropiate that I plan my last day to be October 31.
Now I just need to drop that bomb on the bosses. I feel bad that I may be leaving them in the lurch, but they’ve had plenty of time already to get fully staffed, and they’ll have more than a month’s notice to do what they should have already done.
Harsh? Probably. But my health and my family’s health is more important.
I’m exhausted. I’m overly stressed.
I’m DONE.
Time to think of myself for a change.
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Hugs to you.
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Thanks, “Someone.”
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Oh my gosh…. I’m sorry to hear you had such a bad reaction to something!!
Hopefully you will heal up soon with the meds.
As for thinking of yourself and setting an end date, I think you are doing the right thing. This won’t be the first time an employer had to scramble to fill a spot in the company and it’s not up to you to hold their hand while they “get around” to finding someone to fill the needed spot(s).
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You’re absolutely right. I feel I would be quite generous to give them more than a month’s notice. Most people only give 2 weeks – and the employee who quit back in April didn’t give any notice at all, she just emailed that she wouldn’t be coming back ever again.
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OMG. Hope you are responding to the antibiotics and feeling better.
I know what you mean about replacements. I handed in my notice to my last job in the February but didn’t actually leave until June and that was a climatic decision giving them two days after we were thrown out of our temporary accommodation as we’d sold our house in the April. In all that time, they had not interviewed a single replacement for me.
You have to do what’s best for you, although in my circumstances there was little love lost between myself and my employers as one of the main reasons of my leaving was company politics.
Get well soon Judy.
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I hear you. I would stay if I could because these are probably the best bosses I ever had. But I can’t be 45 minutes away when I need to get home to take my hubby to the ER or for him to drive 45 minutes to come take me to the ER. Not even in summer weather. These past couple of weeks have been a real wake-up call.
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We have similar issues in t hat our doctors are half an hour away, the nearest UTC 40 minutes and A&E about an hour. If we didn’t drive, we would be well and truly stuffed as there is no public transport to our doctor, and to get to the UTC or A&E can take 2 hours on the bus.
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That’s crazy. Our doctors and the hospital are only about 15 minutes from our house, but it takes 45 minutes for me to get to my house from work., and my house is between the office and the medical facilities.
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We are OK as long as we can drive, but it was our choice to change GPs as the local one here put Hubby in hospital twice with misdiagnosis and wrong medication. Getting an appointment was impossible, even in an emergency. The vet we had when we had Maggie has retired and sold the practice to a franchise that is money oriented and they scared us to death with a diagnosis on Maya’s jaw that would require major surgery when she was just five months old. The same person kept us waiting over an hour as a stock take was more important! We asked our trainer (a GSD breeder) who he used and followed up on his recommendation. They are an independent practice and both have GSDs so know the breed. The hospital is looking after us since taking over Hubby’s gastro issues and my cancer care. It was pointless travelling 300 miles for a five minute squash and coming home again. I have my next mammo on the 21st. Finding an NHS dentist is practically impossible so we were lucky to still be on the books of the one we had when we were in the cottage. It’s 35 miles from here, but they’ll see us in an emergency and we know where we stand with them.
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