I’ve had to make some tough decisions over the past few months. Things took a turn for a while and became very difficult. Things are finally starting to go a bit more smoothly again. Most are probably not aware of the comings and goings of my life since my previous blog post.
Almost a week to the day after I published my last blog post, I slipped and fell on some black ice my walk to work. I hit my head quite hard on the sidewalk. I blacked out for a few seconds and was unable to move from my position on the ground for about ten minutes. No one stopped to help me, so I was on my own in getting up and getting myself where I needed to go. I arrived at work, in pain and not feeling well at all, and was promptly sent to Urgent Care after telling my manager what had happened. After several hours there I left with a diagnosis of a concussion and a doctor-mandated week off work.
I was anxious to get back to work after that week off, and I made the mistake of doing too much too soon. I worked my regular job back at work full time, plus two evenings that week at my second job, and then the full weekend, as it was my weekend scheduled to work there. By Saturday at the end of my shift, I had a massive headache and could not function anymore. My mom came into town the next morning to take me back to the hospital where I was diagnosed with post-concussion syndrome, and given another week off work with explicit instructions to see my family doctor ASAP. I was able to get in to see him the next day, and he diagnosed whiplash as well, and I was referred for physiotherapy and massage. As of now, just a week shy of 3 months post-injury, I am still not discharged from physio, and am seeing a massage therapist weekly as I still have symptoms. Thankfully I am back to work full time, but for several weeks after productivity and getting things done was a struggle.
Approximately one week after I returned to work, I injured myself yet again. I tripped over a chair while cleaning in my bedroom and I severely sprained my ankle. It was one of those severe sprains where you could actually hear the pop of the tendons as they tear. I spent about 20 minutes on the ground after it happened crying very angry tears. Yes, it hurt, but I was more angry that it had even happened in the first place. I got checked out and confirmed nothing was broken, but I spent the following two weeks on crutches, and since then it has been a process to gradually build the strength back up in my ankle. I’m still unable to walk long distances, but I seem to be making steady progress with only a few minor setbacks along the way.
These are the events that have led to the tough choices I have had to make recently. Last month I had to officially change my availability at my second job so that I could focus more on my health. Physically, I am still a mess. I am both weak and sore most of the time, and sitting in front of a computer for more than the 7.5 hours per day required at my first job each week was just not feasible. I reduced my hours from 35 hours bi-weekly to just 19 hours. It has already helped significantly with my overall well-being, so while it was hard to give up the income it has been worth it to me in spades to just feel better in general.
The second tough choice I had to make was the decision to completely revise my financial plan for this year. Having to take so much time off work made the plan and the financial goals I had set for 2019 basically impossible to achieve, and so I had to make some changes. The timeline has been extended significantly and as of now, with these revised hours, there are no plans to quit my second job any time soon. It does suck some that I had to make this decision, but ultimately I feel like it was the right decision to make for myself at this point in time.
2019 has proven to be more difficult than expected so far. BUT, I feel like I have made the best decisions for myself so far that I can. I can finally feel myself getting healthier physically, and the arrival of actually spring-like weather has buoyed my mood significantly. I have even been able to cycle off the second medication I added over the winter. I can’t say there have been no difficulties emotionally or mentally, but I am taking pleasure in small things right now, like the friends who have supported me through the past three months when I was dealing with everything I’ve already talked about, and in my kitties, who have continued to give me so much love. Things have evolved for me to the point where I think I may be ready to tackle a new project or two, creatively. We will see where things take me over the next little while.
(You may have noticed that the look and feel of my blog has changed a bit. Trying something new around here. I am liking it so far, and I hope you do too!)