I've been back to work since this last Saturday and I've worked Sunday and Monday, which is incredible for me since my panic attacks have been non-stop and preventing me from
going to work. I have been praying for the Lord to heal me of my panic attacks and anxiety, and I believe He's helping me through each day. My medication seems to be working too. Saturday I set up the scanning area, no problem. Sunday I sorted Manual Mail until 10:00PM and then had to roam around to find something to do for the next 4 1/2 hours. Monday, the guy that usually sets up the scanning area called in sick, so I had to set it up--but it was easy!
Someone had already cleaned the area out and placed a bunch of postal containers there, the only hitch was that the woman who prints out all the needed labels for the containers was taking her day off. So, a mad scramble ensued to find someone who could print out all the labels I needed. It finally got done, and I labeled everything and was double-checked by a coworker friend of mine to make sure I did it right. Well now, I hope that this taught management a lesson about having a backup plan to deal with making sure the labels are printed out at the beginning of the shift when this woman isn't there, or this will happen every time. But I handled it great--far from my usual panic-mode reaction to such an abrupt change in my workday. I know that the Lord Jesus was with me the whole time and was ahead of me making sure that the mailhandlers had done what they needed to do to prepare the area for setting up containers. I'm good and tired and a bit sore, but I made it through the day. Today and Wednesday are my off-days, and I'm going to enjoy them. Please keep me in your prayers that I will continue to be able to work and to perform it as I am expected to no matter what they throw at me. I love you, everybody, and I am praying for you, too. Peace, love, and joy to all.
Camylou