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Diagnosed with depression 19 years ago, I lost the life I once knew, but in the process re-created a better me. I am alive and functional today because of my dog, my treatment team, my sobriety, and my willingness to re-create myself within the confines of this illness. I hate the illness, but I'm grateful for the person I've become and the opportunities I've seized because of it. I hope writing a depression blog will reduce stigma and improve the understanding and treatment of people with mental illness. All original content copyright to me: etta. Enjoy your visit!

Tuesday, May 12, 2020

The return

I returned to work today. When I had my hip surgery in January I expected I'd be out of work for 6-8 weeks at most. Instead, it was today, almost 4 months post op that I actually returned. It was so strange. I felt like I was starting a new job rather than returning to one I've held for 6 years. It was strange, but I was glad to be back.

A lot has changed since I last worked prior to my surgery. For starters the front door is locked! To get past the front door I had to disinfect my shoes, sanitize my hands, get my temperature taken, answer questions, put on a face mask and finally don a Darth Vader-like eye shield. That got me in the door.

The facility now has multiple rules in place secondary to COVID-19 so the inside of the building felt a bit foreign, too. There were very few residents out and about. Residents who were out of their rooms wore masks. Cleaning supplies were everywhere. Anything I used with a patient had to be immediately cleaned. It was a whole new world. Nevertheless, I'm proud to say my facility has not had one case of COVID-19, so the aggressive precautions have made a difference.

As for me, I did okay. I worked 3 hours and saw 3 patients. I spent time figuring out the new documentation system which was instituted while I was gone. My hip got sore, which was discouraging, but after icing it at home it felt better. Despite my fears overnight, I didn't forget how to be a physical therapist. Seriously, I couldn't sleep last night! I was anxious. You would have thought I was starting a new job.

All in all it was a good day. It was such a pleasure to work with patients again. It was a joy to see some of the long term residents. I missed them. It was great to be side by side with my PT assistant again, too. We work well together, and I really appreciate her. It was also nice to see the rest of the staff. They were very kind in welcoming me back. I'm thankful I work with so many professional, compassionate people. Together we do good work. I'm glad to be back with the team.

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