I was so looking forward to not working for a little bit. This entire week I felt incredibly excited that this would be my last week doing monotonous “Light duty” which is essentially just walking around and standing in place for what could be 8 hours at a time. My manager approached me last night saying how he didn't want me to be out of work that long, and he's gonna make a corporate call to see if he can bat for me to stay working until my surgery.
My heart sank into my stomach and I've lost all excitement and morale. I thought I was going to be able to LIVE my life for a minute. š