Today was
George’s last day at work. To be honest,
he emotionally checked out earlier in the week.
He came home early the past three days.
It’s hard to concentrate when you know you are going to be gone for a
few months. Since he just started a new
position, it is difficult to get anything accomplished in such a short period
of time.
He had mixed
emotions about this, his last day. Part sadness as he really was looking
forward to this new position. Relief
that he can now concentrate on the illness.
Anxious because now he has about 9 days of time to do – anything,
nothing, a little bit – whatever he wants to do with it. While the earliest he
can return is about December 1st, quite honestly it may be the first
part of 2015. He is essentially putting
his life on hold for up to three months.
Men define
themselves by their jobs. To suddenly
not have one will be hard to adjust to.
It is not as if there is a slow transition towards work stoppage. It is literally, working today – and not
tomorrow. His time card for next week is
already filled out as “sick”. (He has to
call in sick for five days before short term disability kicks in – since this
is a pre-arranged time off, this task has already been done for him.)
I imagine it
will take a little while to become accustomed to this part of the change. I know what won’t be difficult – the
“sleeping in” part. Sleeping in will only be problematic if there is nothing to
get out of bed for. Hopefully he has a
few ideas in mind that will keep his mind occupied over the next week or
so. Maybe he will visit with a few
friends. He might pop over to visit me
at work. Perhaps he will do something
out in “Man Land” (i.e., the garage).
It’s not long enough to start one of the big projects but he might have
something small he can work on. The week
will probably feel like it is going in slow motion.
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