Well............
Long story, but I need to try to make it short. Time to hit the shower. I'm procrastinating though. I seem to have an attitude problem about getting myself in gear for the work week.
It just dawned on me.... tomorrow is Friday... wow, how time flies.... it'll be a week ago tomorrow afternoon that I tried to grab a case of water off the pallet, under the steel racking... at Wal-mart.... and stood up too quick and hit my head. It wasn't the hitting my head part that really hurt. I have a pretty hard head. What hurt was the way it jolted me and caused me to twist and drop the water because of the ripping pain through my back. That's the pain that dropped me to the floor.... and then caused me to black out for some minutes. *sigh* the rest of the story is typical. They call an ambulance, I'm stuck in the ER for HOURS, have a cat scan that shows a minor concussion and NO ONE freakin' looks at my friggin BACK which is what really got hurt. The Dr I had was also a total prick, I was wayyyyyyy disoriented and confused and he's grilling me and then scolding me because my story wasn't the same each of the four times he asked me to retell it. Then he's pissed because I talked with my eyes closed the whole time and wasn't making eye contact. I didn't think about it but yea, I guess that's what I do when I am super upset, disoriented and stressed. I close my eyes. If I open them I start to cry and hyperventilate. He already yelled at me for doing that... so I kept my eyes closed so I could detach my mind and stay calm. It was a really bad experience, emotionally more than physically. And then still, no one would pay attention to my back. He asked me if I have ever had back pain before. I told the truth, yes I have a "touchy" back. Well I guess that means I couldn't have hurt it. He as much as told me so. He tells me to see my primary Dr for the back, that isn't an emergency. Okay but i don't have a primary. I haven't seen a Dr in... well, a LOT of years.
Okay so I won't go on and on... went to the clinic next day, they don't examine me but give me drugs... set me up with a primary who I get to go see in July. Wal-mart claims tells me Wal-mart isn't responsible for my own clumbsiness... after all, as they said, I knew the metal bar was there, I ducked to reach under it. I was supposed to ask for assitance if the product was difficult to reach. ROTFLMAO!!!! Customer assitance... duh! WAL-MART?!?!?! Oh well, the battle begins.
Heck, I don't even want anything from them... all I want is the medical bills paid... I didn't call an ambulance, they did.
Oh, and it wouldn't hurt if they paid me for a day and a half of lost work. I needed more but couldn't take them off for a few reasons... so I was a mess by the time Monday night rolled around. But it looks like I'll be real lucky if I even get the medical bills paid.
And lucky me, I have to go back tomorrow and get some groceries and Paul's pills... just like *every* friday... which is why I was there last Friday... blah.
It just dawned on me.... tomorrow is Friday... wow, how time flies.... it'll be a week ago tomorrow afternoon that I tried to grab a case of water off the pallet, under the steel racking... at Wal-mart.... and stood up too quick and hit my head. It wasn't the hitting my head part that really hurt. I have a pretty hard head. What hurt was the way it jolted me and caused me to twist and drop the water because of the ripping pain through my back. That's the pain that dropped me to the floor.... and then caused me to black out for some minutes. *sigh* the rest of the story is typical. They call an ambulance, I'm stuck in the ER for HOURS, have a cat scan that shows a minor concussion and NO ONE freakin' looks at my friggin BACK which is what really got hurt. The Dr I had was also a total prick, I was wayyyyyyy disoriented and confused and he's grilling me and then scolding me because my story wasn't the same each of the four times he asked me to retell it. Then he's pissed because I talked with my eyes closed the whole time and wasn't making eye contact. I didn't think about it but yea, I guess that's what I do when I am super upset, disoriented and stressed. I close my eyes. If I open them I start to cry and hyperventilate. He already yelled at me for doing that... so I kept my eyes closed so I could detach my mind and stay calm. It was a really bad experience, emotionally more than physically. And then still, no one would pay attention to my back. He asked me if I have ever had back pain before. I told the truth, yes I have a "touchy" back. Well I guess that means I couldn't have hurt it. He as much as told me so. He tells me to see my primary Dr for the back, that isn't an emergency. Okay but i don't have a primary. I haven't seen a Dr in... well, a LOT of years.
Okay so I won't go on and on... went to the clinic next day, they don't examine me but give me drugs... set me up with a primary who I get to go see in July. Wal-mart claims tells me Wal-mart isn't responsible for my own clumbsiness... after all, as they said, I knew the metal bar was there, I ducked to reach under it. I was supposed to ask for assitance if the product was difficult to reach. ROTFLMAO!!!! Customer assitance... duh! WAL-MART?!?!?! Oh well, the battle begins.
Heck, I don't even want anything from them... all I want is the medical bills paid... I didn't call an ambulance, they did.
Oh, and it wouldn't hurt if they paid me for a day and a half of lost work. I needed more but couldn't take them off for a few reasons... so I was a mess by the time Monday night rolled around. But it looks like I'll be real lucky if I even get the medical bills paid.
And lucky me, I have to go back tomorrow and get some groceries and Paul's pills... just like *every* friday... which is why I was there last Friday... blah.