I’m only 29, but I’m tired. My disability has progressed to the point where I can barely get myself out of bed in the morning, and I come home every night aching and exhausted. And my co-workers are beginning to feel the strain of picking up my slack. I know the ADA says my work has to make “reasonable accommodations” for me, but it’s gotten to the point where the most reasonable accommodation they can make is to get someone else to do the job for me. (Now if only I could still collect the paycheck ;)).
My family doctor and my neuromuscular doctor both agree that it’s time. So I’ve told my boss that it’s my intention to retire within the year.
But I’m not sure what to do next.
I need to apply for social security disability and PERS (that’s my retirement plan through work) disability, but I’m afraid that, if I’m still working when I do, I’ll be turned down. But I’m afraid to just up and quit because I can’t afford to go without a paycheck while I’m waiting for benefits. Does anyone else have any experience with this? How did you/would you handle it?
And I’ll need a home caretaker while my husband is at work. I can’t take care of myself. The idea of hiring a stranger to babysit me scares and embarrasses me. I’m not looking forward to it.
And I’ll miss my co-workers. Some of them, anyway. I’ve worked with them for several years and we’re close. At least, while we’re at work, we’re close. Yes, now we go to movies and stuff, but I’m afraid that, once I’m gone, they’ll forget about me. I thought I was close with others in the past, but when they left we lost touch. Unfortunately, I don’t have many friends outside work. I’ll miss being surrounded by people to talk to and laugh with all day. I’m afraid of being lonely.
Finally, I hate the idea that I’m no longer pulling my own weight, either in my family or in society. I’ve become deadweight. I take without giving back. I’m useless.
But I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. I’m looking forward to sleeping in every day. I can’t wait to be able to use the internet whenever I want without violating some stupid company policy or another. It’ll be nice. Until I get bored, anway.
I’m afraid. I’m elated. I’m grief-stricken. I’m all torn up over this.
So… what do I do now?