I’ve been really struggling with how to word all of this since I got the news. Even now I’m dreading putting actual emphasis on how real it all is, but my more messy thoughts are being kept in a journal anyway.
A couple of nights ago I got a text that my Gramma was in the ICU recovering from emergency surgery, and that there may be a chance she may not go home. She was 88 years old, so I know she’s lived a more than long enough life and that this was going to come sooner or later, but. It still feels way too soon. I know it’s for the best because she was clearly miserable and would not have had a good quality of life but that does not ease the wound. yk.
And then there’s the fact that all of this happens around my birthday!!!!!! Like, okay!!!!!!!! I was already really struggling but sure!!!!!!! Let’s twist the knife <3
I have also yet to hear back from HR (@work) about my accommodations, so I doubt I’ll hear back any time soon about needing more than 2 days off for bereavement leave. Yay <3
…It would be nice if things could just Stop Happening for a while. Thanks
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