Have you missed my columns recently about my back and work?
Yes, only a joke... though it was refreshing to be able to go half the month without rehashing the same old stories about my condition. On a day where a double doctor's appointment was scheduled, however, it's a must.
And my hate list in my medical history continues to rise in quantity. All in good nature, especially since some hours have passed since I lived those moments.
As I told Jenni online today, I hate double-doctors, worker's claim adjustors, therapists and bankers.
I had two doctor's appointments today - the first was from the company worker's comp. assigned. Simply put, they want to cut me out of pay any way they can. I had to fill out two questionaires plus another survey sheet. The wait to see the doctor was a long one; the examination itself was a short one. I was just as honest with him as I am with my regular doctor.
What surprised me was that he said nothing about what he found, he didn't even say "good-bye"; it took a doctor's aide to tell me I had already been dismissed. Well thank you... never felt more like a lab specimen in my entire life.
At this rate, although my normal doctor is from one of those walk-in clinics, I actually trust him more. And he has once again pushed for epidural injections into my back to deaden the pinched nerve that is so obvious now. If worker's comp. tries to deny it again, they'll have a real battle on their hands with the doctor (whoops, he's going on vacation for three weeks!).
Therapists? I do like my therapist as a friend and a positive influence. But just the idea of therapy is getting old. Doesn't strenuous therapy actually inflame a nerve moreso than calming it down does? Every exercise I ended up doing during yesterday's session was either half the speed, or ten pounds lighter than normal. I couldn't believe how bad I actually staggered into the room. To say I have made recent progess is laughable: to hear the doctor say I've reached a plateau is far more believeable.
And bankers? Maybe not so much them as it is software providers and internet services. Just when you need a bank, they're having technical problems. It's been two days, and my check, deposited Wednesday, has yet to clear, putting off an important bill payment. I sounded foolish (to myself) calling the company to let them know. They understood, as they always have, but c'mon. How many times do I have to be at the mercy of technology?
This day alone makes me look forward to a quiet weekend.
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Reports say that two undetinated bombs have been found in a London district. What does that have to do with my hate list? Does our president make the list again?
Maybe not so much directly, but one has to wonder how much of this has to do with President Bush's world view. No one has said it yet... but if they do, I'll volunteer to speak my half about it if the need arises (and those aforementioned guts of a few days back make themselves known).
