So here we are

Ligaments of wrist. Posterior and anterior views

Ligaments of wrist. Posterior and anterior views (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

In the midst of another lull in posts. Aside, of course from my lovely picture on Thursday of my dual wrist braces.

And that brings me to what I’ve determined is the cause of this most recent lack of posts.

I have two co-worker friends that have recently added me to their feed readers. It is fabulous to have two new regular readers of my blog!


The topics that have been high on my list to write about recently have been about work. Mostly about work frustrations. But I have these two regular readers who sit a short distance from me Monday through Friday in that same work environment.

So I censored myself.

Please do not think the frustrations were about these two individuals. They definitely were not. (Hi D, Hi H! <waves>) They were about people they know and situations we are working in together. So I didn’t write the posts. I did not put the information out to the public about how I was feeling.

And I’m okay with that. I probably needed to process the issues internally. I needed to deal with them, not just vent my frustrations out to the world.

Now we come back to the topic of my wrist braces. This is also a work issue. But I am going to talk about it. I moved cubicles a couple months ago. The cube I moved into had a broken keyboard tray. My manager asked me to try working without it and see how it went.

After a short amount of time, I knew this was not going to work for me. I asked her to order a new tray. She sent the request to our department assistant. Our department assistant who thinks that every penny spent in the department comes out of her own pocket. Our department assistant who has screwed fellow co-workers out of hundreds of dollars because she was not willing to book travel in a timely manner when those co-workers were intending to add vacation with their families on to the front or back of a work trip. Our department assistant who dictates what we have access to at our desks.

More than a month later I asked for an update since there was still no tray.

More than a month after that I asked again. Still no tray.

More than three months later. After having to ask more than three times. I was complaining of wrist and thumb pain. Pain that was getting worse and worse.

Suddenly, three days later I had a new tray.

However, after three months of waiting the damage was done. Now I am living with debilitating pain. Pain that is forcing me to change my life and that does not allow me to do things I am used to doing.

Things like turning the dial on my portable heater. Things like golf. Things like picking up my water bottle.

I did not want to file a claim with work comp, but I had no choice. I could not live like this any longer. So now I am wearing braces on both wrists and have at least a month of Occupational Therapy ahead of me.

I wonder how she feels about all of these expenses coming out of her precious budget.

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    Heath Giles said,

    I understand not wanting to always put your work frustrations out to the public. My thought is that if it is therapeutic you shouldn’t censor yourself from posting. I am sorry that you are dealing with the politics and pain of work. Good luck with PT.

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