Able to Breath Again

We’re breathing a sigh of relief here at the Katastrophe Kubbyhole, actually a couple to be honest.
The first sigh of relief is for Hubby not needing surgery on his poor damaged foot, the foot that he hurt last July.  Hubby’s been deemed permanently disabled by WSIB and being informed that he’ll most likely never be a professional driver again.
That’s been a huge weight on our shoulders because Hubby is the sole bread winner in this Kubbyhole, as much as I’d like to have a job I just can’t seem to be able to dedicate the time needed to actually be at the workplace 40 hours a week.  It’s just too hard with the Son, either he’s sick or his bus to school is canceled or I can’t organize child care for him because day cares don’t take in 11 year old boys with severe disabilities, heck they don’t even take in 11 year old boys.
So we’ve been worrying about what sort of job the Hubby could get that would give him the same kind of money he was bringing in as a driver but without all the wear and tear on his foot.  Hard to come up with one, I’ll tell you that!
Hubby’s been trained as 2 things, a professional driver and a network administrator but he’s been out of the computer field for over a decade so he’s like a dinosaur in that field.  He’s kept up with the knowledge and technology because my husband is nothing if he’s not one of the biggest computer geeks out there, but he doesn’t have any certification or degrees to take to a potential employer to prove that he knows his stuff.  And we just don’t have the money to retrain the Hubby right now.
We don’t even have the money to pay our rent, we’re so far behind it’s unmentionable.  Very humiliating, I’ll tell you that much!
So, after all of that you’re probably wondering where the huge sigh of relief is? Well, Hubby doesn’t need surgery on his foot after all.  The doctor thinks he can get Hubby back to a good quality of life without cutting into his foot, Yay!  They’re going to electro shock his foot (or as Raeven explained it to me, a TENS machine.  I prefer to think he’s going to be hooked up like Frankenstein and get a kagillion volts shot through him so that he’ll be able to come home and we can hook him up to lights and other electrical equipment and power them just like Uncle Fester.  It’ll give me more a good laugh and that honestly is what my husband is here for, to amuse me!
But once again I digress and I should get back on point.  So we’re all very happy here and I’m thinking I should bake him a ‘I don’t need surgery’ cake or something, but then that means work and I’m kind of tired right now, so we’ll see.  lol

I guess you’re all scratching your head right now and saying “But Kat, I thought you said you’re breathing a couple sighs of relief right now and that’s just one, what’s the second one?” Well I thought you’d never ask.
Hubby’s work has, as of last week, made him office personnel.  He’s no longer a professional driver, he’s an assistant in the office because that’s all the HR jerks would give him right now and Hubby’s boss had to fight tooth and nail with the Payroll Pigs so that Hubby wouldn’t have to take a pay cut with this new position, which is good because there just is no way we could have survived on less money than what Hubby was earning before.  The Boss says that after a year  Hubby will get a raise because he’s earning less than the rest of the office staff but that right now the Powers Above think that Hubby’s just a driver switching to office work and don’t really believe he’s qualified for the position, even though he’s been doing the job since July, but whatever.  It will be nice if Hubby gets a raise, since everyone in the office starts at almost ten grand a year more than what Hubby’s getting but at least we know we should be able to survive.
Once the Son’s assistance kicks back in (July and October) things will get way better.  For now we’re still struggling and hopefully we’ll be able to keep our belts way tight and catch up on past rent.

Well I just wanted to sing that from the roof tops because it’s not too often I have good things to sing about, so I want to take advantage and belt them out at the top of my lungs, off key or not!

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About katastrophes1

Kat is a 20 something girl stuck in a 40 something body. Mom to 3 kids, tormented and amused by 3 crazy dogs. Amateur photographer, self taught crochet junkie. Thinker of crazy thoughts. Where do they come from? Who knows where thoughts occur, they just happen!
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One Response to Able to Breath Again

  1. Pischina says:

    >YAYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!That is all very very good news. I'm so happy to hear all that!

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