Ready or not... yikes. I'm a little terrified. I just accepted an offer last week for a part-time CSR job at an insurance agency, and yesterday signed up for a full-time course load (although just 12 credits) and bought textbooks. Once everything is in swing, after training and all that, I will be working 9-5:30 Monday and Friday and 9-1 on Saturday, and going to school 8am-2pm Tuesday & Thursday, and 7-9:50pm on Wednesdays. H is also going back to school Monday-Thursday nights, and we will be trying to get him cleared for return to work soon, although it will probably be into the fall before that happens due to some upcoming tests and surgeries.
I feel like even though it's been almost 5 months since his accident, everything is happening very quickly now. I was very ready to return to work and I was at peace with it, but since signing up for school I'm now wigging out. This is the plan we put in place after I quit my job in December - the new job is even at the same pay rate as the job offer I accepted back in February, so other than not taking a summer class like I wanted, I'm right on track with our original plans from before H got hurt. Which is great! But also scary, because it feels like we had this big huge hurricane hit us and it seems weird and bizarre that life is carrying on, even though I want it to. Does that make sense? I feel like I am not expressing myself well, lol.
We recently got pretty negative news about H's arm prognosis and although we will not give up and are getting a 2nd opinion from Johns Hopkins soon, I'm having trouble imagining him being independent to the level that I was previously imagining him. Which I try to remind myself is ridiculous. There are triple amputees and quad amputees who do all kinds of things, and certainly they work and go to school! So having only one leg and one arm doesn't mean I will have to drive him everywhere or plan everything forever. I guess it's just going to be one of those trial-by-fire things where he has to try it and do it and adapt and it's his life and he will find a way. I try to think of and plan for every little thing, like, oh, you can't wear your backpack normally because your left shoulder is unstable due to no nerve function there. So you'll have to get a messenger bag. But your calculus textbook is too heavy and will throw you off balance, so maybe you can photocopy each chapter and just take that. And in case you're still in your chair when you go to school, you can do this with your bag, and if X then Y, and if A then B, and... ugh, it's a nightmare. I am the worst overthinker and over analyzer there ever was!
I'm not out on a ledge or anything, but I think I'm just looking out at the horizon and getting vertigo. So if anyone could help talk me down from the vertigo, if you don't mind me murdering that metaphor, I would appreciate it!