Waiting for d-day

Feb 01, 2013 07:23

It all comes down to what the doctor says Tuesday. My physical therapist basically gave up on me Wednesday. There's nothing more she can do and isn't recommending anymore therapy. Might have to go on disability, my life could start crumbling around me. If I go on disability I won't make enough to live and will be forced out of my home. There's housing for poor people who charge rent based on your income, so I might have to try there.

I still have lots of pain after doing repetitive work with my arms for 1 or 2 hours. And that's after taking ibuprofen every 6 hours. They may tell me it's just something I'm gonna have to live with for the rest of my life. Would they release me back to normal work anyway? I don't know. The doctors has never been helpful. They are never concerned that I still have this pain. They NEVER tell me anything conclusive. Never how much time they think it'll take. Just "You should get better because you're young." That's been their only solution for the past 10 weeks. And if physical therapy has given up, there probably isn't much options left.

My attorney is supposed to help me get a second opinion after everything is said and done. But he is just as unreliable and unresponsive as the rest of the people I've contacted during this injury. I'm not even sure he is doing ANYTHING for me that was originally agreed upon. After contacting him through phone and email I have never received a response in at least 2 months.

I cannot seem to keep myself from planning, plotting and speculating about "what if?" until Tuesday. I wish it helped. But the fact of the matter is the reality of what happens on Tuesday.
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