NWR: So sad that I don't seem to matter at work
I just had to get this off my chest.
Today is my first day back on PW in several weeks. I've been suffering migraines so badly in the last year that my doctor finally put me on a preventative, daily medication. The medication made me a zombie, I was barely functioning - which is why I wasn't on PW, I was putting all my effort into doing only about half my work because that is all I could manage.
All the while, my supervisor has been really supportive and understanding that it would take several weeks before my body adjusted to the medication. Instead of getting better, it got worse, so my FH told me that I had to stop taking it (we're 66 days from the wedding) and he wanted me to be "aware" when I married him - lol. It took over a week, but I finally started to come out of the fog I had been living in.
A couple of months ago I approached my supervisor about the possibility of going part-time in the hopes that reducing my workload would alleviate the migraines. We've had some management changes so I know it wasn't really a priority for anyone to address. But going on this medication suddenly made it urgent for me to have an answer and I've been asking every three days whether or not she's gotten an answer. The last time I asked was Friday.
Well, today I cornered her in our team meeting about it. She said, "Oh, yeah - well I wanted to talk to you alone about that before I made the announcement to the team."
She's known since Monday afternoon that part-time will not be a possibility. MONDAY! Here, my sweet, supportive, understanding supervisor who knows how sick I've been and who I thought was really concerned has known for TWO DAYS and didn't bother to tell me, even though we've had private conversations about my job multiple times since she found out. Even though she KNEW that I needed to know about part-time so I could decide what course of treatment to pursue!
I thought my health and well-being mattered more to my supervisor - I thought I mattered more to her - I just feel so betrayed I could cry (maybe I shouldn't but I do - I've shown up every day - even when I've had to leave early because my active medication wasn't working, I still tried to be here), but I refuse to do it here at my desk, so I'm venting to my PW Girls instead - thanks for "listening" ladies!