Thank you all so much.
It went smoothly. I like and trust my doctor, who happens to be conservative, so I was worried he would think I was a parasite. There's some shame attached to the idea of accepting a disability retirement. (I look normal. I can walk two miles. I just can't SIT IN CHAIRS for longer than an hour without pain, or on a good day, two. And that unfortunately is what writing/editing jobs, in offices, require...hours and hours glued to a computer, sitting IN A CHAIR.) I've left nothing untried...physical therapy, 5 or 6 epidural injections into my spine, drugsdrugsdrugs...and it's just deteriorated a lot. I am one step shy of spinal surgery and I doggone well don't want to go through that just to prop up my body to SIT IN CHAIRS for another nine years until I reach retirement age.) When I can set my own schedule I can listen to my body, tune into its signals, lie down several times, stretch, walk, just stay tuned in...and I can still function well. But the chair-in-cubicle thing is misery. I'm on my third office chair.
I think a braver, more self-sacrificing person would struggle on. Find a clerical job and keep typing for the next decade. But I don't want to. I can even rebuild my back health to some degree, I know it. But I can't do it when I'm in a chair. At work I've done stretch breaks walk breaks water breaks...arrrggghh.
Anyway, that reflects my inner struggle. A friend had suggested I ask about the disability coverage months ago, and I just dismissed it. But as the deadline for my job to run out got so much closer, I let the thought back in.
The doc seemed sanguine about it and promised to send in the form right away, and the workplace benefits person willingly walked me through all the forms, etc. It will be some time before I know whether the state review panel accepts or denies the application. My doc said he's seen people who deserve it turned down, and people who don't be accepted. So there's no guarantee. I'm glad I've tried though. Feels like a strike for my life.
The one tricky and scary part is I have to tell my boss tomorrow that as of tomorrow I am officially on medical leave. I didn't know they'd have to file that part right away, but that's what the benefits counselor advised, so I followed her instructions. She said not to hold off, in case he got the idea to formally "retire" me, which he hasn't done so far. (Felt safer confiding in her than I would him, ever, since he's manipulated my job so many times already to his advantage.) Anyway, I would not dream of abandoning him and this big grant mid-stride...but tomorrow I must tell him that I will be finishing the editing on a volunteer basis. I am willing, even eager, to do this... I couldn't leave it halfway. But it will be emotionally difficult for him to just let me tell him what the story is (because if I hadn't filed this today he would have let me work my heart out until the end of the month and then tossed me out of the system). I am now officially filed for medical leave under the Family and Medical Leave Act, which he cannot challenge, and it maintains my salary for up to six months while we wait for the disability decision (hopefuly it will just be a few weeks). So, because he's an N, he will be pissed that I went around him and defied him, and that it's going to cost him paying me a month or two of salary beyond the date he'd planned to. (That's as far as his concern goes, I think, though I'd be pleased to find out differently.) What I'm hoping is that the "other channel" inside him, which I have sensed at times--on some level he knows he's treated me shabbily, and he is quite religious--anyway, I hope that other channel is the one that responds to my news.)
I know it will be an annoyance to him for a month or so. But the difference to me is double the security, partial income including 3 kinds of insurance...for the rest of my life. As opposed to a tiny pension that wouldn't even basic health insurance payment.
I hope he can live with it. I've got to do some work on feeling that I'm entitled to it...without fearing that I'm being "entitled", if you know what I mean. I do worry about it. But as I type my back and leg burn, and I have another very uncomfortable day editing ahead. When it's acute and I simply have to come home and edit in bed, he has never minded. But I can't find another job, and most other employers here will not be flexible that way.
I am very grateful for the support you sent today and would be deeply appreciative of another thought tomorrow, although I don't know what time I'm meeting with him.
Thank you,
Hops