Sunday, May 09, 2004
He's A Doctor Not A Magician
Since you are all dying for an update, (right), I have some news for you.
First of all though, did those of you who’s mothers are still around, give her a call?
If I find out that you forgot....WOE be to the individual....
Anyhoo--ok. I went to the VA on Thursday for my final appointment. That’s right. Final. My bone is healed. I’m cured! It’s a miracle! I. Can. Walk!
Granted, I can’t walk all that fast but I can walk without aid, nonetheless. I can carry a cup of milk, I can carry my cat around, I can be almost independent again....I can LIVE!
I still have some physical therapy I have to do but I was shown what to do and do not have to go in to the VA to do so. Mostly the walking seems to be making a huge difference but I have a ways to go to build up the muscles in that area. I’m still walking with a limp and as time progresses through the day, the limp gets more noticeable but it’s getting better each day.
:::insert Hallelujah chorus here:::
I did lose my job afterall. My boss’ boss decided that my doctor’s note was not “good enough” and wanted x-rays and letters from surgeons and all this other crap...which, of course, no one bothered to tell me until after I found out I was no longer employed. I know it has to do with insurance reasons....whatever.
However, my boss told me to just come in and re-apply....sigh...yep...but that she would hire me back. So I gave her my new doctor’s note that released me for part time work, limited walking and standing, 4 hours only a day as long as it was tolerable and this time, I gave them a copy of my x-rays....the one that proudly displays the metal plate and screws.
In the meantime I am applying for a few jobs at a different location. I have no idea if I’ll get them and how many people I’m competing against but I’m going to try because the pay is really good, (more than I’ve ever made), and the benefits...you can’t beat them.
Whatever happens, happens.
It’s weird....I had all this time to lay around and think about things, since I couldn’t do a hell of a lot else...but I found that being laid up with a broken bone really wasn’t that restful. I feel even more confused these days than ever. I can’t possibly tell you how much that delights me.
I guess the saying, “Time will tell all”, really is spot on. Welp, I think that’s it for today.
Thank you to everyone who has written me, wished me good health, helped me out, sent me stuff and I’m really appreciative of the new friends I have made as a result of being a klutz. Breaking my ankle sucked really hard....but good things came out of it as well.
Life really is funny don’t you think?
