Welp, this isn’t going to end well. I’m certain he’s going to get fired. My boss can be difficult when doing paperwork for disability claims, but this guy truly screwed himself by going against protocol. You have to be taken out of work by a doctor or a healthcare professional to get FMLA. I just realized why his disability adjudicator was calling every few days, he stopped going to work on his own and didn’t say anything to our office about it. He’d been taken out of work on leave months prior by our office, but he was supposed to return to work back in March. He apparently went back for 3 days and hasn’t been back since. Not good… He’s been begging me to send over documentation of his visits with us, but I’ve done all I can, there’s nothing else I can send! If he felt like he couldn’t go back, why didn’t talk to his own therapist? They need proof that he is supposed to be kept out of work, but my boss never took him out past mid March! So there is no proof. He hasn’t been to work in 2 months, and with no excuse he’s definitely going to lose his job…
He originally came here overwhelmed with two kids that he was hesitant to discipline. A son about 4 or 5 years old and daughter just over a year old. The son was a handful and the toddler was surprisingly easy. She sat quietly watching cars go by from the windowsill and occasionally walked up to me handing me blocks & toys. Her brother on the other hand was making a mess of the office and swinging or throwing a tantrum when myself or my boss intervened. What was his dad doing? Sitting in a chair watching us parent his child. It was kind of…pathetic and made me a little irritated with him. I had to babysit instead of doing my job, because the child made getting work done impossible. I spent the hour trying to make the kid happy; playing hot wheels, building bridges and roads. The kid calmed down and quietly built things, I’d try and talk to him, but he’d just withdraw into a ball. At the end of the session, I found myself not wanting play time to end lol. The little boy seemed upset about it too, and started crying when it was time to leave. He was supposed to help me clean up the mess, but the kid didn’t seem to understand why picking up toys involved him…Oddly enough, the toddler did and handed me things her brother wouldn’t. It was…something. Caring for the two seemed to be a handful, and with the long face he wore I could tell he had given up or was in need of a break.
He’s a big guy with a very deep baritone voice probably about 6‘4 weighing about 280+ lbs. He towers over me being 5‘7 and to be honest, it makes my heart flutter. Every so often, he’ll sit down in my office and vent to me like some of the more nervous clients do when they’re waiting to be seen. I feel so bad for him…A few times I’ve looked at this guy who’s 12 years older than me and wondered if he would be happy with me. But I’m dating someone, so the thought cuts off right there. He’s apparently going through a divorce and very sad about the whole ordeal. He still loves his wife, but she’s moving on and dating again. Poor guy…I wish there was something I could do, but I’m just the secretary of his therapist. I can’t stand watching someone fall apart, and I have a really bad feeling that he’s going to snap. It’ll break my heart to know that later down the line he killed himself or something…I’m scared of that happening again. I’ll feel like its somehow my fault…
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