This is just a short story on how a person having to retire on disability stuggles to adjust with not being able to go back to work.
Meg starts her day the exact same way each morning. Meg has fibromyalgia and had to retire on disability over a year ago. With previous hospitalization and adjustment of medication, Meg is much better than she was at that time. However, at the age of 55 and still attractive, Meg is really having trouble accepting that she may not ever be able to return to work. After the usual trip to the restroom to potty, brush her teeth and wash her face, Meg takes her prednisone. If she skips that pill, her right leg will be a hindrance all day. For some reason, her right leg is always very weak first thing in the morning, but it generally calms down some as long as she takes her medication. Next is breakfast, usually a bowl of cereal, fruit and coffee. During breakfast, Meg anxiously awaits her call from her good friend, Barbara, so they can catch up on the previous day’s events. After catching up, Meg begins to fix her second cup of coffee so she and Barbara can do their morning prayer and bible study, which is the highlight of her day. After hanging up with Barbara, even though Meg knows she has a lot to be thankful for, she begin to struggle with retiree blues. Its the same thing every day, if she needs to cook or wash or clean, and she feels up to it, then she cooks, does the laundry, and light housework. If there’s too much pain, then she takes pain medication and watches TV or read. Sometimes Meg just sit at her kitchen table and stares out the window. She thinks sometimes about the stack of medical bills that, if she could go back to work, she may be able to help her husband pay. Nobody really knows what Meg is thinking or how bored Meg is or how Meg really feels. Meg is really thinking about trying to go back to work, even if it’s just part time, but that leg really scares her, that right leg. It’s just retiree blues.
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