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"'Scuse me, while I kiss the sky"

Jobsworth wants me back in the office from Monday. Actually, he wanted me back in from this morning, but I've got doctor's and physio appointments all through this week, and I know I'm not up to that two hour commute both ways yet, so grumpily he's agreed to let me have these next few days off still. I've no idea whether next Monday I'll feel any less daunted about the commute, the 60 hour working week and untold grief from you-know-who, but I'll see how it goes.

Rutger's given me some exercises for my ankle; and though they hurt me to do them, I can definitely feel that the operation has been a success: I have far better stability in my left ankle than I have in my unoperated right. I've never been very good at standing on one leg without keeling over, but now I can just about manage it on the left.

I've finally started on the job of re-painting the window frames, which I needed to do since I had my double glazing installed, but kept putting off until such time as I felt like it. Not that I feel particularly inspired to do it now, but with the imminent arrival of my Venetian blinds (of which, unfortunately, there has been no sign so far), I thought I'd better get cracking, anyway. The only problem is, that I've forgotten what shade of Living Colour white I'd actually painted them last time, and now I'm beginning to think that it can't have been 'Havana', after all.


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Aug. 27th, 2007 05:46 pm (UTC)
I am so glad that your ankle is clearly better for the surgery - makes it all worthwhile.

Surely it is up to your doctor when you are fit to go back to work, not Jobsworth - or has he been studying medicine/surgery in his spare time....?
Aug. 27th, 2007 06:09 pm (UTC)
Hee! Jobsworth is one of those people that think they are an expert on any subject under the sun. When I suffered my breakdown some time ago, he called a meeting and, totally disregarding the opinion of the company psychologist who had come in there with me to back me up, pronounced me fit and healthy for work because 'I don't believe in this psycho babble and even if I did, come on Hedwig, you are a strong woman, always have been, always will be'.

He either doesn't know, or doesn't care about, the niceties of employment law, and makes life a misery for anyone who calls him on it. Most people just give in or resign, as I've heard 4 more of my colleagues have done in the 7 weeks I've been away.

Theoretically, yes - it should be my doctors who decide when I'll be fit for work. In practise, it's the company doctor and the manager who have the deciding vote...and the company doctor knows which side his bread is buttered. As I don't need my ankle to perform the tasks set out in my job description, as far as they're concerned I was fit for work as soon as I was no longer immobilised, and I ought to have reported back for duty 4 or 5 weeks ago.
Aug. 28th, 2007 04:01 am (UTC)
I'm glad you managed the extra time off. Good luck getting back into the swing of things.
Aug. 28th, 2007 01:19 pm (UTC)
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