Roleyshow

It’s Monday.  I return to to work after being out for about three and a half weeks.  My son Devin is still in the step-down unit at VBGH, and while I feel somewhat guilty about leaving him there, the simple economics of the matter dictate that I must return to work.  Roley still has a mortgage and bills to pay, and the other two kids might like food on occasion.     I’m grateful to have the time, and I’ll be able to take more under the FMLA guidelines, but the reality is that FMLA allows for up to 12 weeks of unpaid leave.  Frankly, I’ve come to believe that this is insane. When you’re caring for a loved one in the situation my child is in, you ought to be able to stay where you’re needed, and I just can’t.  Not and still have a house when this is over.     The United States is one of the few—if not the only—country in the developed world that does this, and I get why:  Companies simply can’t be bothered to look after all their workers in this situation.  It eats into worker productivity.  Paying for man-hour