JP is home extremely sick tonight. He came home this morning and spent the next 7 hours puking+etc. every 15 minutes. That was after a 24 hour day. You can probably not even begin to imagine how he feels unless you've ended a 24 hour stretch with another 7 hours of your body revolting against you. It was clear as early as 8:00am this morning, he would not be going to work today. Around 5:30 this afternoon he had finally started to heal and fallen asleep but I knew there was no chance he was making it in to work. So, I went in, took his phone, and texted his boss, and called the office to let everybody know that there was no way he'd make it tonight. Just a few minutes ago, I received a call from his boss. This phone call absolutely set in stone for me the reasons why we chose this job over other opportunities to start with. His boss was calling, to speak with me. He was not only concerned about JP's health, but also about his mental state about being sick. He was worried that JP is worried about taking sick time, because he's taken quite a bit of it lately. It seems that his defenses are really low right now, and he's been ridiculously near emergency room sick twice this month. I really appreciated his boss's concern that JP understand that its OK to take sick time, and not to stress over it. And then he apologized about sounding like a "company man"...which I had to tell him was no problem at all, because we are a "company family". We love this job, even with the stress, the sometimes unfair policies, and the realization that some promises are not going to be kept. This was the right job for us at the right time. So, there's my little peice of grattitude for the evening.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Posted by Goob at 7:02 PM