Here's what I'm working on.
Dear Jack and Jill,
Three months ago, I was graciously welcomed into your home and began to love you as a second family. Things were fantastic for weeks and I had nothing to complain about. I assume that you felt the same way due to actions on your part and sentiments you have shared. Your boys are wonderful boys - you've done a great job raising them- and I hope to be a part of their lives from here on out.
On Friday, at 7:21pm, I was at the soccer field with *Max and *Jax*. After several innings of practice, Jake* arrived to "relieve me", as he normally does, but on this occasion, he was in the middle of a business deal and I didn't want to interrupt to tell him that i was heading home and he should get the kids' water from under the shade of the big Elm. While I was waiting to catch his attention, a fly ball came over the fence and *Jack's partners' little girl ran into a field to grab it. As you know, there is a road less than 10 feet from the edge of that "field", so I took off after her. In doing so, I tripped into a kit fox hole.
I was immediately in pain and was having a hard time walking, but - as Jack was still talking- I collected the children and spoke to their coach about the next game before driving home. At home, I met up with the both of you and in your opinion, I needed care. Your friend "Doctor" said he'd see me gratis. At his home, it was decided that there was an injury that needed further study and lots of rest until then. He recommended going to the Urgent Clinic for xrays. Jack took me there, too. Upfront, we were both told that the xrays would be $400. I told Jack I couldn't get that money at the momet and if i could it would wreck me financially. He said, "Don't worry about it. We love you." and handed the woman his credit card. The xray indicated a problem but the problem would need a CAT scan to evaluate properly. Until then, I was told to take it easy. I still have the doctor's orders.
This has put us in an awkward position. You've been great employers and your boys are amazing. Perhaps because I find you so amazing, I'm having a hard time discussing this with you and how I feel it should be handled. I've done some digging and based on our work agreement/contract, the injury happened on "work time" (even if it was outside our set hours) and since you may or may not be paying into State Disability, maybe we should look into that to cover the xray cost. I'm also concerned because I know you give me room and board in a remarkable fashion but because of not giving me a salary of my own, I can't fund any need or want without going through you. To then have Jack ask me to take things off my grocery list was shocking. I've never abused your kindness or our relationship professionally. I feel that without such clear lines drawn before, we're now in a pickle.
Until I find a way to fund a CT, I need to respect the doctor's orders and keep off my leg as much as possible. I believe that I can still nanny your children effectively and actively, with certain requirements and adjustments made. I will take it on myself to create a curriculum of indoor activities or yard activities that i can supervise without being on my legs. Would you be willing to work with me on making these adjustments for the time being?
I've lost sleep over this problem. However I don't think it's a problem we can't overcome in the best interest of the children and ourselves.
What else does it need?