I have to go to the VA tomorrow for a battery of testing that would normally be done over a few days but because of the distance I have to drive and the amount of time I would have to take off from work it was decided that I am ‘Hard Core’ enough to do it all in one day.
The truth is, I am ‘Hard Core’!
I can deal with and do about what ever I want to … except see my toes while not bending over but that’s another issue.
This is different though for some reason, and is really bothering me.
This is one of the groups of tests that should tell what is wrong with my head, how bad it is and what might, if anything, can be done to fix it.
This is also one of the groups of tests that they want to do to see how well I function … I personally think not so bad but then again I have brain damage so what do I know?
There is a small chance that they will say that I can’t work anymore and that I need happy pills of some form or another.
They would give me more money and I would be able to collect Social Security making roughly 1 thousand bucks more a month then I currently do while doing nothing for it.
I would at that point demand a Handicap Parking tag … I am broken and Mentally Retarded they have to be nice to me … right?
Sounds good doesn’t it?
Not to me!
I can’t sit around and do nothing letting my brain melt away even faster from a lack of activity and use.
Don’t say stuff like church work, charity work or other types of activities like that … I am not part of the AARP group yet and I would rather not have to hang out with them and be that cute fat guy getting hit on by the old Blue Hairs … although Bingo is a lot of fun …
Just keeping you all in the loop … House should be here Monday (God we have so much to do still!) so we will have no Internet for a while … equaling no blogs … lucky you all!
At least I am not to the point of the guy in the above photo, yet … wow now that’s bad times!
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Here's something to think about....
If you are mentally retarded and broken and brain damaged, then clearly we've not yet come up with a true definition of the majority of the population that I have to deal with at work on a daily basis. Webster needs to get to work! I mean, how would you describe a guy that says, "This router has four ports and I have two cables. How many does that leave for me to plug something into?" Or the guy that comes into CompUSA and says, "Do you have computers?"
This world is slipping fast.
Good luck tomorrow. Call if you need anything.
Sounds quite awful, all-in-all. I'm always accused of being overly optimistic but, really, I don't think it can be a worse case scenario situation, tomorrow. Easy for me to say because I don't have to go through it but, honestly, if your smart, funny, quick brain is defective, I'd be scared to see "normal."
Lemme know, 'K? And we're here for both of you so both of you remember: just pick up the phone . . .
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