I got a job offer for a 24 hour a week job balancing driver receipts. Because I am under the DOL's mandate as a workers comp recipient they would not accept it, they would rate me 40 hours and I'd lose my benefits. There is no discussion, you were working full time when you got hurt 13 years ago and our quack said you can work 40 hours.
So that is a no go. My claims examiner is a bitch.They are supposed to answer all correspondence with in 36 hours, and it took me over 6 weeks to get a response. I wrote to the admin at SFO. I can't find out who her supervisor is because the damn phone system doesn't get you to an operator.
She denied me the right to change doctors, even though I told her the doc I was seeing would not take w/c patients anymore. The DOL wrote my old doc and the office told them what I had told them. I am still 2 weeks later, waiting for an approval for a new doctor. I am supposed to be guaranteed medical coverage on my injury (torn rotator cuff, torn biceps, 3 surgeries, and now I have degenerative joint disease as well as an inoperable tear in my tendon). The quack said I didn't need the last 2 surgeries and I was lying about the pain. He read the MRI's and said there was no damage. Well, why the hell did I have the biceps tenodesis and have to wear a sling for 6 weeks, and not pick up anything heavier than a toothpick? I didn't have the operations because I like pain. (I like the versed and propofol they give you to knock you out though, count back from 5 and you're out like a light.)
I also have 2 lumbar vertebrae that are bulging so sitting for more than a 1/2 hour means I have to get up and move around.
I am falling apart. Not to mention I tore a groin muscle when some asshole parked so close to me I had to go into my SuV through the passenger door and crawl over the center console with the shifter. No wonder football players are out for weeks with it. You just have to let it heal.
I took a muscle relaxer with my night time meds, didn't take the Klonopin, I don't mix those.
So I'm a little PUI tonight.
Thanks for letting me rant.
The only one I even thought was close to being guilty was Ray. He was always a douchebag, my ex went to school with him.
Those children are adults now, probably with children of their own. What do they remember?
Tomorrow is our annual Komen Race for the Cure event which is bittersweet to me, having family members affected with both breast cancer as well as other cancers. However, I have met and become friends with many survivors over the years and it's always great to catch up and see everybody. The weather outlook is good and I'm so excited!
P.S. Yes I will be sporting my pink mohawk!
Fundy-lite pastor on Twitter posted with a link to a story about students pushing for debt-free college/relief from student loans: "If you're looking for debt cancellation, try the Gospel. But if you're demanding it, you'll never get the Gospel". Does anyone have any idea what the hell that is supposed to mean?