The management at work is feeling pressured because they are short staffed, and my supervisor called this morning to tell me all about it and get me to return to work. I told him honestly I didn’t think I would get past the Occupational Health doctor in Wilmington. But he was insistent and since my regular doctor estimated my return to work today, I went. Burned gas for an hour to Wilmington and an hour back to find out what I knew: the doctor wouldn’t release me to work. My lungs are still pretty funky and I got all out of breath last night at Food Lion getting a couple things. So now I have to go back to my regular doctor and see when he thinks I’ll be able to get back to work, or if there is anything I can do to expedite the process beyond what I’m already doing. I’m still pretty short of breath. Being sick is a pain in the bahakas.
I’m grumpy. But I am trying to keep my focus where it belongs: in the pursuit of the Kingdom. The Lord is a God of knowledge. He knows me. I want to know Him.