Termination causes daily uncertainty of future
I am writing this letter because I feel compelled to say what is in my heart and on my mind in hopes that the last six months of sleepless nights will end and not continue.
Unfortunately, I have been terminated due to an extended medical leave of absence. As of March 20, I am no longer employed there. My life is now filled with fear, anxiety and uncertainty daily because I am too young to retire. I had planned to work another seven to eight years at the breast center before I retired.
My husband lost his job as a painter (with no benefits) and now we may lose everything we have worked for our entire lives. We will have no benefits or income as of March 30. I know this is not uncommon nowadays, and my heart goes out to everyone out there who is faced with the same things my husband and I are. The thought of losing everything we have, especially our house, scares me to death.
I have terrible feelings about St. Joe's now, while in the past I was so proud to say I worked there.
On a positive note, there’s a few things I need to say. First of all a big, heartfelt thank you to all the staff at the Michigan Orthopedic Surgery Center at St. Joe's who showed me such love and care in March when I had surgery for a torn rotator cuff.
From the minute I arrived, I met wonderful staff members, from the front desk till when I was wheeled out after surgery. I could not have been treated any better. They all truly cared about me and what I was going through in my life right now.
I don’t remember all your names, but you know who you are and should be proud of the work you do. Again, I thank you with all my heart. Secondly, I need to mention all my co-workers, past and present, from the breast center — my other family. I miss you guys so much. The excellent care I saw you all give each and every day definitely will pave all your ways to heaven.
Dealing with breast cancer everyday just tears your heart out, and I know that because of you, our patients never felt they were alone in dealing with the horrible diagnosis of breast cancer. The many hugs I saw given out every day were for the most part the first steps taken in fighting and hopefully beating the cancer that affects young and old alike. Thanks to each and every one of you who will always mean the world to me.
Lastly, I want to thank all the patients — my girls — who I have met during the last 25 years. You have all taught me so much about life and also about myself. I love you all very much and will never forget any of you. Char O’Bara