I told work today about my back and my scan. Driving the truck hurt so much. Really badly. I called my boss and told him I needed to talk to him so he made time to catch up. He knew how bad my back was so it was ok. Because I told him pretty much everything but to keep it to himself. He rang the workers comp guy and didn’t tell him how much I told him. My boss should have reported it and sorted it out but u told him not to. So my boss had me listen to the calls he made to that guy so I would get my story straight. I need to cover for him as he tried to help me. I told him I would throw him under the bus. I’ll take all responsibility.
I got sent to physio so I drove into town for that. He was pretty good. Gave it a massage and a few exercises to do. The the return to work guy sent me a message to come back to work for the rest of the shift. My boss told me he didn’t want me back. So I’m sitting here in a chair where I will have to sit for a couple of weeks. In a room with no one other than workshop guys coming through. No one will talk to me. It’s isolated and alone. Not good for my MH. My psych said that it’s actual torture.
Im not feeling really good. Im depressed and really down. I just want to sit here and cry. I don’t want to be here. Then I’m going to get the whole ‘you hurt yourself again, what’s wrong with you’ I cant do this. It’s horrible and mean.
On the way to work this morning I was a little late as I hit snooze. Still on time easily but late for me. I got to one of the intersections and the was a rural fire fighter directing traffic down that road. I have never taken that road before and had to ask for directions as to how to get to work. So I drove a few rural roads and just aimed for the north or the east. I eventually made it. There was a head on car accident along the main road. The roads I was driving on was only wide enough for one car!
