Life behind the desk…..
Well I met with the surgeon the other day during my follow-up and we had a candid conversation. Candid because he did not understand what I do for a living and the fact that he is a warm as a fish( with a bow tie none the less). He was ready to clear me to return to work. I then asked a few questions about skin graft care that I found: ie not over exerting the area, not allowing the area to get stretched, not allowing it to get rubbed or be kept wet/moist for extended periods. You know, all the things that are probable when running a fire truck at a fire or emergency, the typical everyday stuff. That was when the light bulb in his head became less dim. He stated I should give the area at least 3 more weeks to heal.
CRAP!!!
There I was, ready to return to driving a truck and not a desk. But…NO…I had to go and open my big mouth. Shocking. So I had to return to driving a desk instead. Answering phones, filing training requests and other assorted blah blah. It’s not all bad, in the sense that I am not burning through sick leave. My Battalion Chief has already told me that he is going to schedule an intervention when I return to work to get my head back into the game and prepare me for my station mom life again.
In all seriousness the office time hasn’t been bad. It mostly easy work and they are very willing to work with me and my many Dr appointments. In fact, I am very grateful for the opportunity that my department gives us to do light duty. The only problem is me. My alleged ADD makes sitting at a desk hard, not to mention that my leg makes it difficult to even wear boots. I guess I should get used to the idea of office life for the interim, the sking graft recovery program is as slow as a republican debate!!!
