and start doing, just meet the managers to say,
yes this happened, have a little chat about it,
and then speak to the welfare officer.
So I turned up and then everybody was crying their eyes out.
I didn't realize that actually
had an affect on other people,
and the fact that me not being there or doing my job
actually was a bit of a hole in the team.
And I think that's why it took so long to accept.
'Cause yes you do find that medical staff
are the worst patients.
We think we're invincible.
We're never ill, we never hurt ourselves.
And it's always us wanting to care for other people,
but when it's us being cared for,
it's a complete sort of table turner.
And all our members, literally,
that was the last day I was ever gonna be in blue uniform
that day before.
I quickly had to realize I need to figure out
what I'm gonna do.
I need to have some sort of plan of
what I was gonna do for resettlement.
I had all the help.
I couldn't have asked for anymore.
Everybody was amazing in their support.
But I did not know where this life was gonna lead
all because of a thumb sprain.
That's all I see it as.
And then from then on its,
I was finally medically discharged February 2018.
'Cause I think with all the medical care
I still needed answers of what it was.
I still need to know, I need to have closure basically
of why is this a thumb sprain that became into a hand issue
that stopped me from my job?