Hate.
I hate that woman at the worker's comp insurer. Hate hate hate her. She doesn't care that the pat little diagnosis that their "examiner" decided to stick me with doesn't jibe with what my last doctor said. Oh, no, my claim is still denied and I have to deal with this stupid hearing just so I can try to talk them into taking care of their fucking
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My case is extra complicated because I didn't know anything was wrong at first and it didn't start bothering me until months later and I didn't even think it was related to my fall at first because it had been so long. Well that's part of what they're using as an excuse for why it couldn't possibly be from the original injury. But the problem is that even though I didn't outright tear any ligaments, there seems to be something wrong with the cartilage that's only gotten steadily worse over time (I fell forward directly onto my knee with it bent). And their shitty examiner rushed me through the claim extension appointment so he could get back to Medford and his retirement. He just decided that I have a congenital problem with my knees being out of alignment based on one x-ray and some measurements.
Never mind that both the doctors I've seen this year think it's a cartilage issue and not bone or ligament, though they couldn't be bothered to write that down on the fucking charts, WTF? Why would they not do that, but personally tell me that they think that's what's wrong with my knee? I'm just disgusted by my doctors and the whole freaking process. Thank god I don't have to pay for the worker's comp attorney and I've found somebody who seems good. I'm so beyond frustrated and angry.
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