Here we go again

Well today's return to work wasn't quite the jolly event that I was hoping for, although it was lovely to see everyone after two weeks off.

I got back to my desk and the bottom drawer in my filing cabinet has been taken over with everything other than my things? When I queried this at my return to work interview, I was told that the cabinet was not mine. That's strange I said as it's under my desk. Once again I was told that the desk was not mine either, that Sam and myself don't actually have a desk to ourselves...Mmmm.
Well bollocks, I'm claiming squatters rights on the grounds that I have worked at that desk for 11 years and that is our work space!
See I knew this would happen, that one day I would come back from holiday or sick leave and I'd find my desk on the A12!
Apparently this is why it had to be kept tidy at all times. Er hello, it is tidy when I go home every night and we only have the information out that we need throughout the day. According to Occupational Health I am supposed to have my work station suitable for my reasonable adjustments and that means having everything in arms reach, especially now I'm attached to my bloody portable oxygen unit throughout the day with plastic tubing which is only about three foot long.
Surely the fact that the students get our help and advice has got to be more important than whether the desk is clear????
I went off work two weeks ago stressed and guess what, a morning in and I'm back stressed again!
I had the afternoon off with annual leave to go and see CAB about what benefits I am entitled to. Very scary. A big thank you Rosemary (and Bill) for being my extra set of ears and for treating me to lunch and that much needed liquor coffee afterwards.

Occupational Health visit tomorrow so watch this space!

Lots of love Debbie x