Sunday, July 08, 2012
Thank you Nixy for noticing I was mia and reminding me to get my tush back here. It touched me deeply that somebody noticed and cared. I said I would explain and here it is:
In a previous blog I mentioned I'd been recently diagnosed with hypothyroidism. I'm not sure if it is that or the FMS, along with the stresses of work, but I've been unable to cope with much more than work this past month.
I started the job on June 11th. It was a mess! For the past year, they've had no less than four people attempting to do the work, none of whom had any idea of what they were doing. I had to correct thousands of entries (accounting) and prepare year-end, which was supposed to have been done in January. We had a deadline of June 30th to file. That meant I had 15 business days to fix an entire year and get it to the Accountant for filing the tax return. I ended up working 12 days straight to do it. It took its toll. I was so exhausted I could not prepare my meals, gained some more weight and the depression started, not because of the weight but because of the exhaustion. I was not sleeping well, eating well or getting any exercise.
Thankfully, I got through that and have been working on fixing the current year. I have the time I need, so no real stress there. I have an assistant looking after the day to day stuff while I get everything in proper order and prepare procedures and I have an understanding boss.
I was starting to believe everything was coming along nicely when I got a call from my husband one day last week saying he was laid off. Total shock! His employer had designed a succession plan for hubby to take over the business in five years and now he's laid off!?! The employer has downsized completely, to himself and a part-time office manager. Luckily, my hubby is good at what he does and is in demand. He had several job offers by the end of the day. He is currently away on vacation, using up his last days to help his Dad move and won't be back until next week. When he gets back, he will be talking to the owner of a company south of us (4 hour drive), which means he will be moving by the following week. We started out in a long-distance relationship so we know we will survive this but it is a bit daunting when I have so much other stuff going on.
Last Monday we went for our first bike ride since last year. Our town is known for its bike trails so we thought we'd check out a trail down by the river. HUGE mistake! These trails are for expert mountain/bmx riders, NOT beginners like us. Some areas we had to push our bikes nearly straight up and I thought I'd have a heart attack! We finally got to a place that had some downward hills so we could gain momentum to get up the other side and I was going to fast. I tried to slow down while avoiding a tree root and ended up hitting a root that wasn't visible. I lost control and fell backwards with the bike sailing over me; I rolled down the hill partway, into some scrub, landing on an anthill. I screamed in pain, nearly causing hubby to have a heart attack! I thought I had broken my foot and arm on my left side and shoulder on my right. I had merely twisted my foot slightly and after a few minutes was able to walk. It took us 1/2 hour to get out of the woods/trails. Hubby raced home to get the car while I trudged along with my bike as best I could. We spent a couple hours in emergency to find nothing had been broken, thank goodness, but I had severe sprains in my right shoulder and left wrist. I posted a picture from the hospital with the tensor bandage on my wrist and my right arm in a sling to stabilize my shoulder. After a soak in the tub when I got home, I realized my shoulder was likely only badly bruised and I needed use of my right hand so left the sling off and it's been fine. At any rate, I am finally able to type again, for short periods, and am healing. I am black and blue all over but intend to get back out riding as soon as my wrist heals. Cement paths only, from now on! lol
With hubby gone I have only myself to take care of and I believe I will be able to get back on track, as soon as I have full use of my hand. I have already used the stepper and done some housework, so I'm not sitting around ALL the time :D