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Expected To Do The Right Thing – Part 2


In the first part of this post, I wrote about a co-worker who was sick with something very contagious, and in spite of having paid sick time, decided to come into work anyway, putting all of us at risk, perhaps myself even more.  So, in spite of her having the means to stay home and recover, she chose not to do the right thing and come into work.

After some thought, I was considering a third part, but will include that section with this post.

The next example I want to give also involves co-workers who also have sick pay available to them, but instead have an employer that has a disincentive to use that sick pay, reprimands.  And we are not just talking slaps on the wrist.  It was a progressive ladder that once you took more than three sick days in a year, you got a warning.  Miss one more day in that same year, you received a verbal reprimand.  Another day missed, you got a 1-day suspension.  Another day, a 5-day suspension.  Call out again in that year, you could be terminated.

The average worker could have up to 10 days a year of sick pay.  But what good is it, if you are going to be punished for using them.

As was the case of a co-worker who came into work with pink-eye, another highly contagious illness, though not as severe to me as a risk as strep is.  Rather than risk a harsh punishment for calling out sick (he had used sick time for other occurrences during the year so he was in the higher level of discipline range), he made the decision to come to work.

So again, what is the right thing we are expected to do?  Did the employee do the right thing for himself, or his co-workers?  Is the employer doing the right thing by dissuading employees from legitimately using sick time?

Having the amount of health issues that I have, I was definitely not popular at work, with my co-workers or my supervisors.  I missed a lot of time, either due to frequent doctor appointments, or health emergencies that came up.  No one denied that they were real, but they definitely let me know that it was a pain in the ass, and it was not fair to them.  That’s right, I was going through these health emergencies, and that was not fair to them.

Now, my attendance issue is a bit involved, because I know my rights when it comes to the Family Medical Leave Act, and the Americans With Disabilities Act (a separate post).  But because I knew my rights, I survived the punitive chain of reprimands that others chose to accept.

One example.  My 1st heart surgery.

Besides of the traumatic surgery, the healing was going to take longer than usual because of my exposure to radiation during my treatment days.  FMLA which protected my job from being terminated for up to 60 days, would not be enough time.  And as those protected days expired, my employer wasted no time in sending me letters as notice of reprimands, if I did not return to work.  I was not cleared by my cardiologist to return, and in fact, was not expected to be cleared for another three months.

The ADA would protect me, by requiring my employer to accommodate any health restrictions I would need, but my employer was not budging on that either.  They felt that they had an opportunity to get rid of someone who had a poor attendance record, regrettably so.  While I could fight for my ADA rights, if I were terminated, financially I was already dealing with the economic crash of 2008, I could not do without a paycheck while I fight for my ADA rights.

I convinced my cardiologist to return me to work sooner than I was prepared, and without restrictions.  I would rely on my co-workers to help me get by until I was healed.

Expecting someone to do the right thing.

The final example, what about someone who does not have paid sick time available?  There are plenty of people in that situation today.  You don’t go to work, you don’t get paid.  No matter how they feel, even if they are dealing with something as serious as cancer, they must go into work because otherwise would be financially devastated and unable to recover from the snowballing effect of falling behind in bills.

This is what concerns me about government officials, and some others who voice their opinions about CDC recommendations concerning dealing with Covid19.  Rather than us all working with each other, to use minimal efforts of wearing a mask and socially distance, instead those against actually mandating these efforts, the defense is to let people “do the right thing.”

But as in the prior examples, it is not always easy or possible to do what is considered the right thing, let alone determine what is the right thing.  And with those examples, by no means did they produce devastating losses such as Covid19 has left us with, and showing no end in sight.  Clearly, people need to be encouraged to do the right thing, but it has to be done by the right person, or people, and it is not.  So, just as my example in part 1, leaving us up to determine ourselves what is the right thing, the losses are going to end up greater, because just as my co-worker in part 1, some just do not care about anyone else but themselves.

Expected To Do The Right Thing – Part 1


Decades ago, in a former employer of mine, a co-worker came in to work, and let it be known that she had been diagnosed with “strep throat.”  Simply put, it is a very contagious bacterial infection involving the throat, easily confirmed and diagnosed.  It is also easily treated with antibiotics.

I mentioned that it is highly contagious.  You can contract it by being sneezed or coughed on, or by touching a surface that has been sneezed or coughed on by someone who has strep throat.

Like I said, it is easily treatable under most circumstances.

But what happens if you happen to be someone with a compromised immune system?  I have mentioned many times, that I am asplenic, I have no spleen.  My spleen was removed as part of my diagnostics for Hodgkin’s Lymphoma.  What this has left me with, is not just a condition of increased susceptibility, but an increased risk of complications, up to and including death.  This situation exists for me with all kinds of viruses and bacteria including chicken pox, the flu, and yes, Covid19.

Upon learning that my co-worker had strep throat, I approached my concern about my exposure as we worked in a small enclosed office.  He said, “well what do you want me to do about it?”

Here is what should have been done, often referred to as the right thing, she would have stayed home during her contagious period.  But now she was at work, possibly contaminating the entire workforce.  Instead, I was not faced with the decision of using my own sick time, to go home, so as not to expose myself to the risk.  Oh, except I would not be allowed to use sick time, as I was not officially sick.  Forced instead to use up personal time.  She was sick, yet I was the one affected.

Let’s look at it from the employer point of view.  Would it have been better for the employee to have called out sick from work leaving the workforce only short one person?  Or should the employee be praised for coming in no matter how crappy she felt, but now the potential for multiple employees contracting strep, resulting in many employees out sick, leaving a huge work shortage to make up for?

Let’s look at the employee’s point of view?  She was an adult, so she knew that she had a contagious illness.  She also was lucky enough to have an employer that offered sick pay, so that was not incentive to come into work.

And finally, my point of view.  I was now in the position of having to leave work myself, AND I WAS THE ONE THAT WAS NOT SICK!  I am now being looked at as a pain in the ass and instigator.  I was just expected to suck it up and shut up.  While she was likely not to have any issue with getting over her strep, if I contracted it, I faced huge risks.

This post is relevant.  I am doing it in two parts, normally when I do this it is because they are so long, or has multiple things discussed.  But I am writing this in two parts intentionally.  The next part you will see why.

But based on so far, given today’s attitude either in the some of the government in regard to safety precautions to dealing with the Covid19 pandemic, or the opinions of some of the public, if we are expecting the public to do the right thing, in the above situation, what was the right thing to do?  And why?

Singing Is More Than Just The Music


Music has been a part of my life for over forty-five years.  I have enjoyed it in many forms from playing (guitar and piano), writing, disc jockeying (both on radio and at live events) and simply listening to it.  But above all, I love singing.

I started with the church youth choir at seven years old.  I would sing with other troupes, eventually participating in school choruses and chorales.  I performed in my share of school musicals.  Competitively, I would audition for the various levels of school festivals and eventually even find my way to the Allentown Symphony Chorus for a brief stint.

It did not matter when or how, as long as I enjoyed doing it, I was going to keep singing.

Music has played some very important roles in my life.  Besides my younger formative years, I relied on music to take my mind elsewhere as I sat in a chemotherapy chair for three hours during each treatment, the music inspiring my mind to help fight my Hodgkin’s Lymphoma.

Of course, music would also be blasted through my headphones, every time that I had to rehabilitate my body back from the many challenges it has faced.

And depending on the source of stress, I would pick a genre of music (I listen to everything), to help me meditate and reduce the toxicity that stress causes.

I should also mention, that my daughters also being involved in “musical” activities such as dance or orchestra, also produced enjoyment for me.

But over time, my survivorship has taken its toll on my body.  Damage from late developing side effects from radiation therapy and chemotherapy have wreaked havoc under the shell that people see.  Mobility and flexibility has been greatly limited, endurance mostly gone, fatigue a major problem, I simply do what I can, and I am happy with that.

Following my first heart surgery back in 2008, I needed to rehab my lungs, actually my entire rib cage area from being cracked open for the surgery.  Increasing and maintaining lung capacity is critical for recovery.  To help with this, I was given a “toy.”

This, is called a spirometer.  The goal is to get the “ball” to a certain higher number, repeatedly and eventually without effort.  And though it may seem easy, it can be frustrating, and boring.  But it was a requirement as I recovered from the surgery.  I would see this device several times after that, following two bouts with pneumonia, and other concerns with my lung capacity, courtesy of radiation damage to my lungs.

Like I said, using a spirometer is boring and difficult to keep up the interest.  But without this type of exercise, my lung capacity would continue to decrease, only more rapidly.

So, that is when I relied on something that had always been there for me in my life, music, in particular, singing.  There would be no better way for me to keep my lungs workable and pliable, than the level of breathing used to sing.

Unfortunately for me, my own worst critic, and having been professionally trained, there is something called technique, which my current lung capacity has taken away from me.  Musically, I still hit my notes, and for the most part, as clear and pleasant tone as I have always had.  But in my head, I notice my technique is gone.  Someone listening to me who has also been trained will likely notice it, those who are not, may not.

But singing has helped me keep my lung capacity as optimal as I can.  And given the crisis that we are currently in, Covid19, and the impact the virus can have on the lungs, with this pre-existing condition (one of many I have for Covid19), it is critical that I do what I can to keep my lungs in the best shape I can.  There are not may options for me if I get the virus and if impacts my lungs.

Keeping my lungs in shape recently has been difficult.  With various health regulations and advisements against public gatherings, opportunities to sing in public are between few and none.  Even karaoke, something I definitely enjoy, is not an option for me right now.  Sure, there is singing in the shower and in the car, but it is not the same.

I must keep singing though.  My lungs depend on it.  I must keep music in my life.  It is what gets me through.  Music is more to me than just the notes.  Music is life.

 

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