I got a truck load of lemons this month.
Started of with getting a phonecall from my sister that my mom was heading to the ER with hartproblems. Gave us all quiet a scare but although she isn't up and ready to run a marathon, or just go to work,she's doing more or less OK. Only had to stay in the hospital over the weekend for observation and is already nagging again ;) >sad smile<. And I seem partially responsible for it due to the etra stress my workproblems are giving her :(
The last part happened yesterdag when I had my appeal hearing concerning the decission to retire me. Due to a very strict set of rules the appeal rejected. I was also told that, due to the earlier mentioned rules, every new appeal would also be rejected. Just my luck that they aren't allowed to do a ruling about my workconflict but only about one of the sideshows (me being at home officially on sickleave while I'm not sick, due to agreement with the Emancipation division at work).
They also let drop the little piece of information that there won't be and alternative placement for me (officially 'cause HRM can't give me the adaptations which is a very, very, very slim excuse)
If I only knew how to make lemonade from those lemons :(