Phew, it has been an exhausting week! Exhausting in good ways for a change. Well, the pain of being exhausted is not good, but at least I got to have a bit of fun getting this way for a change!
On Saturday night I had friends round for belated birthday drinks. Thanks so much to everyone who came, it was wonderful to see you! I get a bit isolated at home with CRPS, it was so awesome that people came out on a cloudy night to have a drink with me. I’m also looking forward to organising some tea parties to catch up with those who couldn’t make it. Great to see my friends whom I just don’t get to see enough these days! I wore the pretty orange dress and flowers in my hair as planned, unfortunately my photobooth never came to be because I wish I had pictures to show you. I took a couple of snaps the next day and I am still enjoying my birthday flowers! My prince and I had the family around for dinner on Monday night as we figured the house was already decorated. I never let an opportunity for prince cooking go by, he’s mighty fine at it, my belly is still dreaming about roast beetroot.
I got back to the non birthday celebrating fundamentals of getting through life by heading off to a doctor’s appointment yesterday. Just a regular catch up with my GP for paperwork, prescriptions and a little advice. I received a delightful letter on Friday from my employer, pretty much stating that I will be fired in ten days because my CRPS cannot be proven, unless I can argue why I shouldn’t be. Very angryfying. I don’t work at the moment, but I have been trying to get well so that I can and was initially told I would have five years to do so before my employment would be terminated. Now it seems they want to ‘clean me up’ early. I am not impressed that I now have to go through the process of refuting their claims. I am also pretty disgusted about the wording and implications of this surprise letter, the extra stress and upset is not what I need at all! They go as far as to say that because they have no proof on scans, such as MRIs and x-rays of my CRPS, that they cannot see a reason why I should be suffering such a negative impact on my quality of life. It’s taken a few days, but I’ve nearly gotten the mental punching out of my system.
As a lovely break to the monotony of paperwork, appointments and pain, I had the privilege of meeting up in real life with a friend that I met on Twitter (Jen’s blog here). We came across each other randomly chatting about a TV show and after a little while of following one another discovered that we have a lot of interests in common, as well as being able to relate about our frustrating issues with chronic pain. She’s been going through a really rough time lately, I got my parental chauffeur to take me past the hospital that she’s laid up in so that I could say hello. It was great gasbagging with a new buddy and wonderful to meet someone I have been conversing, joking and commiserating with online, in real life. I can’t help but feel sorry for those who write Twitter off as a waste of time, a stream of useless messages and a place where everyone wants to pretend they are famous. They are missing out on a lot by not digging deeper. New friends are nothing to scoff at!
Love, Happy’s & A Little Indignation,