Loved ER nursing and EMS, spent most of my life with them. In January a "perfect storm" happened to my back and disabled me. Through the aging process, some genetic influences, illness, and old trauma from some recreational stuff (piloting, parachuting, motorcycling, just the usual stuff), and my employer couldn't get me out the door fast enough. Protect your backs!
My doc says find a job I can do by phone at home. No standing, walking, lifting. CPR? forgedaboutit! I applied for SS Disability and what scares me the most is that they gave it without a fight. I'm working through the stages with a big emphasis on denial, but I'll concede to undulent depression.
Late 50's, single, no extended family, most of my material possesions went for survival this year and a previous knee replacement (no home), so all I've got is SS Disability. I need and want more, and with huge experience under my belt I feel I must be able to work somewhere. My soldier/daughter has taken me in for now or I'd be forwarding my mail to my car.
The sedentary jobs posted online all want lots of experience in case management or whatever the field they're offering. It's pretty much a given I'd have to leave the Southern NM/West TX area, and moving again isn't high on my list of favorites anymore.
So there's my mess, and my wide open wound. I've done some wonderful things in life, now I need to figure how to let life help me, unaccoustamed as I am. Constructive criticism is fine. Sympathy is soothing, suggestions are great. Inside tips on lottery numbers would be great. I've run out of ideas, so hit me with your best shot (figuratively, puhlease).