Joshes and Joshettes, it’s been a long time since I did a post so I might as well post an update. This title is literally not click bait but what I was actually told three days ago. I know you’re excited to hear what happened, so Let’s dive into today’s post.
So that everyone is on the same page, I should start by retelling my back story. On May 14th, 2018, I was hit by a washing machine while carrying it up a flight of stairs. I sustained injuries to my neck, chest and right shoulder. Since I was injured at work, I received worker’s compensation benefits. This basically means that all my medical bills are paid for by my job’s insurance. If a leave of absence is required then they will also pay you while you are out. On paper, it was supposed to be a simple process, but nothing ever goes according to plan. After being misdiagnosed for the first couple of weeks, I finally saw a specialist and we tried everything under the sun to fix my right shoulder. My neck was fixed via steroid injections (which are now wearing out and I have another appointment in four days) and my chest fixed itself but nothing worked for my shoulder. The injections that worked miracles for my neck only lasted thirty-two hours. Since nothing worked the only option left was surgery. My surgery was scheduled for January 29th, 2019 and it would take about three to four months to recover. My three month follow up was last week Thursday and the doctor cleared me to return to work with a lifting restriction of twenty pounds. Everything was working out until my phone rang after therapy on Wednesday.
I had just arrived home and a call was coming in from Texas. I answered the call and to my surprise, it was someone from my job’s corporate office. The reason they called me was to let me know that even though the doctor had cleared me, my job was unable to take me back at this time. I was told that my restrictions wouldn’t allow me to complete my job functions. In layman’s terms, I can’t return to work unless I was a strong as I was before the accident. I was then told that I will continue to receive pay through the insurance company and that I will be contacted after my next doctor’s appointment. What’s funny is before the surgery I had a restriction of five pounds and they let me work. They disregarded these restrictions and had me do more than I was supposed to but they can no longer do this out of fear. What do they have to fear, a lawsuit if I get injured because they had me lift more than twenty pounds. With no work I’m left sitting at home collecting a paycheck every two weeks, sounds great but it’s not. I don’t feel like I have earned the paycheck and I was always taught to earn my keep. When I spoke with my doctor, they told me that they had no clue when or if I would ever be fully recovered. To make matters worse, I still have pain in my right shoulder.
Usually, in this paragraph, I go over some hidden lesson and how to apply it to your life, but I have nada. There is no silver lining or moral to this story, this is just a post on what I’ve been going through. It’s been nearly a month since my last post and I’m just finding it a bit hard to create. One day I can crank out more than fifty push-ups and then the next I can’t even do three. Injuries like this don’t just affect you physically but also mentally. Positive thinking, meditation, use of substances and motivational videos do nothing to help. What’s crazy is that I’m not the only one who feels things like this and post surgery depression is a real problem. Many people go through it and the pills they prescribe only make it worse. There’s nothing else for me to do than to keep trucking and putting out whatever content I can.
If you made it this far then I just want to say thank you. This wasn’t a post about money, business, philosophy, or even a rant it was just me talking about my current situation. Just do me one favor, if you know someone who recently went through surgery reach out to them and see how they are doing.
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