WhitneyTo Be or Not To Be a Mother - Part Two
December 4th 2006 17:54
[I was home again and still puking up my guts. The good news was that I was fully re-hydrated and ready to take on another round of pregnancy hormones. The good news was that apparently there was one thing I could actually keep down for more than twenty minutes…Yoo Hoo. You know, that fake milk drink. My family raced all over town to get those juice box-sized containers in Vanilla, Chocolate and Strawberry. Funny thing is that I couldn’t remember having had any since I was a kid and then when my sister was trying to think of things to feed me that I might be able to keep down she thought of Yoo Hoo (not an unusual choice for a mother of young children) and… it worked. Well better than everything else.
So there I was lying in bed in my third month and slowly trying to drink and hold down Yoo Hoos in-between vomiting. Definitely, not the picture of the perfect employee. So even though I’d loved my job for the 2 1/2 months I was there, I knew I had to call my boss, Duke and tell him I wasn’t ready to come back yet.
No surprise, Duke was completely sympathetic and understanding. See why I was desperate not to lose this job? Duke assured me that my job would be there when I was ready to come back and then he gave me an early Christmas present. First he said that even though I hadn’t finished my ninety day probation period at the job he had approved and set aside a Christmas bonus which he was holding for me until I came back. And second, the bank (my employer) had seen to it that my medical insurance and disability coverage was already activated (I’d been hospitalized a half month shy of my eligibility for either). He wanted me to know just in case I needed either one. He told me to speak to Human Resources for all the details...
So there I was lying in bed in my third month and slowly trying to drink and hold down Yoo Hoos in-between vomiting. Definitely, not the picture of the perfect employee. So even though I’d loved my job for the 2 1/2 months I was there, I knew I had to call my boss, Duke and tell him I wasn’t ready to come back yet.
No surprise, Duke was completely sympathetic and understanding. See why I was desperate not to lose this job? Duke assured me that my job would be there when I was ready to come back and then he gave me an early Christmas present. First he said that even though I hadn’t finished my ninety day probation period at the job he had approved and set aside a Christmas bonus which he was holding for me until I came back. And second, the bank (my employer) had seen to it that my medical insurance and disability coverage was already activated (I’d been hospitalized a half month shy of my eligibility for either). He wanted me to know just in case I needed either one. He told me to speak to Human Resources for all the details...
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Comment by Adele
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Isn't it funny what pregnancy does? My first cravings, before the sickness set in, were for McDonald's Filet-O-Fish. I don't like Filet-O-Fish, but I ate it because I needed it.