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Ending first week back to school I quit
I quit teaching an overload course today. I'm overextended at work. Teaching an extra 6th class as an overload is beyond my normal load of 5 per semester and I can't do it. It's the first week of school, and today it was too much. I nearly lost it by the end of the day, I hurt so much and I was so exhausted.
I'm not supposed to teach overloads anyway.
I came home in crisis, then, and invoked my Americans with Disabilities Act right to an accommodation. When in 2016 I accepted tenure at the college where I teach nursing students from my hospital chaplaincy I went on the record with my PTSD, kidney disease, and diabetes diagnoses right away with HR and my college VP.
My college VP and HR director asked me what accommodation I wanted in that 2016 conversation accepting tenure, and I said just to teach a normal load. Overloads were too much stress. That semester I was teaching 8 courses, 3 courses above my normal load of 5!!
Fast forward to this week starting 2017, starting classes being assigned what? An overload.
OK, just one, I thought, not 3 like before, so I tried this week out. I nearly lost my mind with pain and exhaustion by the fourth day of the week this afternoon. When I came home in painful, exhausted crisis I emailed my VP, HR, my Chair, and my doctor. I reminded them of what we all put on the record in 2016.
It's a matter of record as I accepted tenure in 2016 that it was agreed that I am to be accommodated in the smallest way: not to bend over backwards for my diagnoses, just a normal load.
I have a coworker now in 2017 who wants to teach that class. He actually WANTS to teach an overload, so they can give it to him if they want to.
I am in physical pain, I'm exhausted, and now I am actually frightened about going back to work at school tomorrow. I don't know how my VP, etc. are going to respond. I do not feel heard.
Support really welcome, believe me.
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The weeks seem to fly by!Happy Saturday to everyoneI hope that the weekend brings some chill time and barbecuesDoes it take others what seems like forever to add a comment on the boards?I'm okay everywhere else except boards..Everywhere else adds normally but it's annoyingly slow!Have a great Saturday and do something nice for you!!Big hug...xo
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I'm feeling down,, and got alot on my mind right now. I got grief going on, on top my depression and anxiety and now I got to worry about somewhere to live since I can't afford living here since my mom passed. So many bad things have happened since my mom passed. One thing after another it seems. Yesterday our fence fell from a storm that hit, had to call someone to prop it up. Thank...
That's just doing things legally and what you're entitled to..... You wrote that they were already behaving in a cold manner.... You don't need that and you don't have to tolerate implied temper by people acting in a cold fashion
Remember you will also have your medical team on your side muji so if necessary you will have any doctors' notes that you need
You have tenure now so you are protected and if you need more time off due to being unwell or if you even need to work less you'll have people on your side to help to voice your needs "legally".... Gentle hug..... xo
I copied every single post here and pasted it into my offline journal to keep and meditate over and absorb. I'm afraid in this, not just because I'm afraid of them, but because it's like Knee says. It's a moment of embracing my mortality to get past my own fear of it.
It's something we all must do some day as we age--including those administrators younger than me who are being cold to me and judging me now. Yet there's no real shame in what I'm doing. I'm "honoring" something we all must honor some day as we grow older.
My gratitude to you for that.
"The Waiting"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-4L4Hh0-JmQ
Muji
I really do wish the best outcome for you. Taking care of yourself is important and you're doing it. Good for you! The legalities are there and on your side. You deserve to be treated well.
I was telling someone else here that in 2000 seventeen years ago I lost everything in a perfect storm of a sudden divorce and the elimination of my department at work out of the blue. I had been diagnosed with PTSD for 5 years and had my group, therapy, and meds support together.
But those 2 crises at once knocked all of that down and I ended up in the hospital and lost my house to bankruptcy. I'd like for this crisis to have a softer crash landing this time. I'm too old to withstand it all on my own like in 2000, seventeen years ago. That's why the ADA's there, right? So I'm trying to care enough for myself to take care and call in ADA protection, but I'm being fought by supervisors about it.
What's funny is that I teach death and dying classes to nursing students. When I got going again after my crash in 2000, I became a hospital chaplain. I learned my limits and my own mortality from that 2000 crash, so I tried to be helpful to others who crashed as an ER chaplain. Then when my mortality limited me in 2010 with kidney disease and I had to leave standing hospital work to teach sitting down, I accepted my mortality and adapted to it taking the job teaching death and dying to nurses like I do.
I've processed my own mortality many times teaching these classes, and I've been open to my supervisors at work. But now my time has come and though I thought I'd prepared the way to have better support for a crash now in 2017 than in 2000, I find my supervisors are younger than me and haven't experienced their mortal limits yet, so they don't believe me in mine.
I'm in crisis again, and I have this meeting with them Monday at 1pm where I've got to care enough to insist on my ADA rights even as they fight me. It's tempting not to care and let them roll me over for the sake of their own denial that they're witnessing my mortal limits they'll experience one day, too. I"m in a place of PTSD flashbacks to 2000 with anxiety about facing all of these supervisors who are in denial.