Well, I'm officially unemployed now. My old boss informed me they can't hold my position open any longer especially since I have no idea when I'll be medically cleared to work. I'm not surprised at all; in my state they didn't need to even hold my job for a week much less half a year. It's kind of surprising they waited this long. I'm fine with it, to be honest, and it kind of helps my comp case. Eventually I will reach a point where I can do light duty in which case a modified job would have to be negotiated, etc. Of course those modified duties have a way of morphing;
can't you just unload the truck this one time? We don't have anyone to put that 10 gallons of soup up, are you sure you can't lift it? Etc, etc. My old employer had some unrealistic (and illegal) expectations about what I might do as far as being constantly available by email, Slack, phone, etc. If I quit then it would be a golden opportunity for their work comp insurer to attempt to get out of paying so really this is the best outcome for me, according to my attorney.
My PT has kind of moved into another stage. Mobility is improved enough that I'm now doing a little bit of work on strength. It's baby steps of course. I'm still forbidden from reaching into my back right pocket, and the surgeon feels I should permanently abstain from carrying my wallet there (which I have of course done since I was maybe 8 years old!). So I suppose I'll be arguing with the doctors over what I will and won't be doing for the rest of my life.
The worm has at least started to turn in me
re acceptance. I've finally realized that I can't rush this and have no reason to, nothing to go back to that can't wait. That's kind of a blessing. I can see now that I was guilting myself a bit over not getting back to my old kitchen and "leaving them hanging" but now that's out of my hands. I really do have to let the medicine dictate the trajectory of things now. When I'm stronger I'll have a panel that will run a battery of vocational tests and determine if I have a disability rating and what I "can" do work-wise.
The TL;DR version- I'm doing just fine. Maybe I'll even try to relax a bit and live a little while I can't do anything for work.