Absenteeism

Yes, I have been taking a sabbatical. No, I have not dropped off the face of the earth. Yes, I am still participating in rehab and working as much as I can on my Vocational Rehabilitation plan.

I am taking a few classes to help move me back toward being employable- math and English. I spent much of the summer going over basic arithmetic and was able to test into a high school algebra class- so much harder than you might imagine. I am holding my own. With a lot of review and practice I am holding on to a C- This is not easy considering that after surgery I had to relearn the names of three dimensional shapes and how to recognize the symbols of numbers.

My English class I love, but I have found that I have strong opinions and have no fear in sharing them. If someone is wrong, they are wrong. Another classmate was spouting off online about gaming, girls, and sexual biases. I kind of tore him up. I called out each of his arguments and explained in detail how they were not based on fact but only on a narrow perspective that he was in no way interested in expanding. I then offered to help him learn how and when he could broaden his perspective instead of sitting, entrenched, in his biases. My offer has not yet been taken up.

Yes, all my work is online, I can't handle the stress of physical classes. I do have an elaborate IEP and I have to have proctored exams. On my math midterm I got an 83%. That has never happened in my entire life. My left brain seems to be able to learn information better than it has in years, it just takes me an incredibly long period of time.

During all of this I also got to cope with the special problem of developing a tolerance for a medication- meaning that my dosage was creating side effects. Withdrawing from this med is compared to weaning off of drugs- not the funnest thing I have ever done. I will be glad when this part is over. This means that my brain and system are learning to cope with additional stress and strain without pharmacological help. I am treading water and making baby steps forward. The plan is to still be able to function as fully as possible. I will get there, why, because I am too stubborn to do anything else. A half life is not enough. Until then I do my best, I love my boys, and I count my blessings everyday.

Avoidance

Definition of avoidance. 1 obsolete a : an action of emptying, vacating, or clearing away b : outlet. 2 : annulment 1. 3 : an act or practice of avoiding or withdrawing from something.

I am fully engaged in "the act or practice of withdrawing from something." Seriously, once summer hits it is all a game of trying to not fall too much behind. Visits from family and friends, my annual tests and exams, as well as making plans for the next three years, well, it gets really busy. So much has happened and there is a lot to update.

I am a middle aged, disabled college student.

I am enrolled in college. I am working with a vocational rehabilitation program to relearn the skills necessary to hold down a job and support others going through this challenge. I will be attending classes at a local school, mostly online, for the next two years. I am combining these efforts with my rehabilitation to help reduce my time out of the work force and am starting at very basic levels. I am pursuing an education in human resources with an eye toward working within the Americans with Disabilities Act for neuro-nontypical employees; autism and aspergers spectrum, traumatic brain injury, and post traumatic stress disorder.

Understanding and working within the framework of human resources I hope to make employability of disabled persons less intimidating and more accessible. Statistics show that while the disabled struggle with unemployment at much higher levels than the general population, despite capability, they often are model employees. They do not take as many days off of work, show attention to time and produce a good quality of work within the realm of their capabilities. I can use my 10 years of experience in working with disabilities and helping provide support, all while working within the framework needed for my limited capacities. Some skills I do not yet possess and some areas will require more healing and occupational therapy. I am focusing my next two years toward building this resiliency so that I am prepared and ready to contribute again.

Basically, I am making good use of my time to heal and move toward future goals. I am equal parts terrified and excited.

*Short note: My exams and evaluations show that I do have a 6mm residual tumor. It appears to be stable and my providers are not concerned about regrowth. I will have annual assessments to ensure that this does not change. I have follow-up referrals for neurological testing of my auditory nerves. (yay?)