I’m less depressed than I was last week. That may be partly due to restarting the Celexa (at half dose for the first two weeks) and partly due to some social activities (a couple of visitors Tuesday afternoon, a pair of knitting buddies who stopped by Thursday evening to knit with me, and the cake and ice cream celebration for Mom’s 90th birthday Friday evening).
I called Vocational Rehabilitation this past week and learned they have an orientation meeting at 1:30 p.m. Tuesday. I’ve arranged for transportation to get me there and back. I should receive an application form at the meeting. We’ll see where it goes from there. I’m hoping they can help finance some training (medical transcription) and maybe help me get an office area set up in the apartment.
The apartment is pretty cramped for space at the moment, but I think we can squeeze in a desk for the computer.
I’m going to call my former supervisor at The Gazette and see if I can set up an appointment with him to discuss the particulars of the contract work they’ve offered me. Even if that would work out to be a great offer, I think I’ll still pursue the medical transcription route. It never hurts to have a back-up plan, especially in these economically strapped days.
I received the info and requests of proof (birth certificate, marriage license and divorce papers) from the Railroad Retirement Board. I’ll have to contact various counties and a couple of states to get certified copies. Those kinds of papers were lost in the flood.
I’ve been increasing the daily walks with the prosthesis. Sherri, the prosthetics specialist who’s been working with me, is quite pleased and thinks outpatient physical therapy might not be necessary especially if I ask the VNA physical therapist to bring along a cane to give that a try.
Jim, the prosthetics specialist who fit me for this prosthesis, will see me Thursday. Sherri says he’s going to be “impressed” by the progress I’ve made.
I need to build up my stamina in both my legs and arms before I’m going to feel really comfortable starting back to work and getting out more in general.
It felt good to have knitting needles back in my hands this week. Mary sent an email out to the group on Wednesday inviting them to come here to knit Thursday. That’s a bit short notice for most of the group so only Mary and Devry came to knit this week. We’re doing it again next Thursday and hope more of the members are able to come.
They’re a great group of women who’ve offered me tremendous support during this time. I so appreciate it that it’s hard to discuss without tears coming to my eyes.
Things seem less dismal this week and since perception is reality, that’s a good thing.
