trying to get coworkers to understand
I might as well try to teach chickens how to knit. I'd probably have better luck. Anyhow, I've written a post or several regarding the ongoing battle with my coworkers and lupus, especially when concerning my service dog (more about him in a moment). The last 2 weeks have been particular unkind in my lupus world. I am using crutches to get around. I'm also taking as many precautions as possible to cause the least amount of pain and do whatever I can to make my work day and environment as comfortable as possible. That includes coworkers having to come to my desk to pick up their paperwork that I've printed out for them (I am the keeper of the printer). Well holy moly! You'd think I'd asked them to walk barefoot across hot coals! Lazy? Spoiled? YES. A battle of wills which they will NOT win. I am ashamed of them! To work for a CENTER FOR INDEPENDENT LIVING and be treated shabbily by my own coworkers? Pathetic. But I perservere as I need the paycheck and the job market leaves a bit to be desired at the moment. I'm doing what I can to educate them but it falls on deaf ears. They are too wrapped up in themselves to care.
Karma the service pup in training: now 4 1/2 months old and almost 40 pounds. Socialization is not an issue for him as he loves everyone and fears nothing. He walks beside me beautifully, sits and even waves. Stay? yeah, working on that one. Too much puppy in him at the moment for that to be a raving success. My plan is to have him ready to join me at work the beginning of January. I pray I don't have a fight on my hands with the boss who has NOT been supportive. Remember, this is the same guy who told me I DON'T need a service dog, I need a walker. I contemplated naming Karma "Walker"... being a Labrador Retriever, retrieving comes naturally to him. Unfortunately he is teething which means whatever he retrieves is a chew toy right? to be continued... Karma is truly a joy and I'm absolutely crazy about him! It is interesting to see how he behaves around my husband and myself. With hubby, he knows he can rough house and play but with me, he has to be gentle. He'll cuddle with me, but not my husband. And yes, he can be a lap puppy. Climbs into my lap, puts his head on my chest and stare at me. Then he gives me a kiss. Yeah, I'm in love! Hubby not thrilled with the lap puppy aspect, especially when he hits 80 pounds, but I JUST CANT RESIST! Hubby jokes that the headline will read "woman smothered by her own service dog". What a way to go!
"I'm going to get healthy or die trying"