Today I am back to work after 3 months recovery leave. I hope I never have to do that again. I am not a patient patient and the saving grace has been Mum & Dad here in the UK to stop me from going completely barmy in the process. I know the next few months are going to be slow as I work my way back to being full-time and full-of-beans again but today feels like a wonderful step forward.
There have been other great steps – getting out of bed; walking to the window and back; climbing stairs; washing myself; leaving the house; going for a walk; attending a meeting; cooking Christmas dinner; cutting back on codeine; cutting out the codeine; cutting back on naps; attempting public transport; cutting out painkillers all together. It’s been 8 days since I last had painkillers and that is a wonderful, blissful, release. I feel like I’m getting my life back again.
I have only good things to say about my employers, the Church Commissioners, who have kept me gainfully employed and paid despite my last day in the office being in late-October 2010. My department, and particularly my line manager, have been wonderful, understanding and compassionate. It is a pleasure to return to them and while I’m sure the daily grind will wear me down occasionally, I have so much to be thankful for and much to owe them for. I understand there’s a long list of activity waiting for me – well bring it on, I say!
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