Quit my job
On December 19, 2000, I was walking from the parking lot into work when I slipped on some "black ice" and fell. I couldn't move my leg, and an ambulance came to take me to the emergency room. I damaged my knee, and had to have surgery on February 2. I was basically housebound for three months. If it hadn't have been for my neighbors bringing me food, I don't know what would have happened. I went back to work on March 10. I wasn't exactly popular at work to start with, but the pressure and stress really started after that. To make a long story short, I've been written up three times and "terminated" twice. I was supposed to have my doctor fill out yet another form and have it in by May 19. I gave it to the doctor's office on May 15. I just found out that it was never sent in, and my employer extended the time it had to be in until June 1. However, the doctor's office lost the form. My employer supposedly sent me another form, but I just have the cover letter. Even if I could get the form to the doctor's office, the doctor is in surgery all day on Friday. I took my name badge and parking sticker, and put it on my supervisor's desk. Tomorrow I file for unemployment. I wonder, "why did I put up with their abuse?" Oklahoma law is one reason. No matter what I did, I am screwed and know I won't get unemployment. So, I have no income, no insurance, and I am diabetic. I thought I'd been through every level of hell the last eight years, but now I've hit bottom. It's going to be hard to find another job, since I can't stand for any length of time. There are no government programs to help. No relatives to help. (I only hear from them when they want something!) Sorry for the long post, but today, at long last, I've hit bottom - for now. I can hardly wait for the bills to pile up, and not be able to get medication for my diabetes.