My main issue is, I’ve always been the caregiver. Momma always said that I’m too much like my grandmother – I don’t know how to let other people take care of me, I have to be the one doing the care. Even if I can’t take care of others, fur whatever reason, I have to avoid putting others out with my needs. (Her mother died of stomach cancer, and nobody knew she was sick until a few weeks before her diagnosis, just because she wouldn’t let anyone help her with anything, including my grandfather.)
For now Worker’s Comp is paying me the “temporary total disability” rate they agreed to every week. It’s not quite what I made while working, but it’s something, at least. From what my lawyer said, they will continue to pay until a settlement is reached or we have a hearing and a judge tells the company what they have to pay.
At one of my old jobs, we had a couple of men who were always ready to go out to the parking lot to help if anyone locked their keys in the car or had car trouble. (Especially if the person was an attractive female.) We always, affectionately, referred to them as “our knights in slightly tarnished armor.” (They were rarely successful in their attempts to help, but they were always willing to try!)
Since the company has already tried to force me to accept their settlement, I’m not sure if Worker’s Comp would help me, now, or not. That’s another reason I just called my own doctor for a follow up appointment.
My job has already written me off, that’s why I got a lawyer. I went from “temporary total disability,” just until they got information from the last doctor they sent me to to getting a letter from their lawyer saying that I no longer work there and all communication must go through him in less than three days. He tried to tell me that I had to make a decision on accepting their settlement offer by the next day and that I didn’t need my own lawyer because he would tell me everything I needed to know. My lawyer set this evaluation up to try to help my case.
I had the functional capacity evaluation that my lawyer suggested today. This guy was much more thorough and understanding of my limitations than the guy Worker’s Comp sent me to was. There were several things that he said he would usually have my do that he decided against because he felt it was much to dangerous for me. His final report is that, Ai best, I could only do sedentary work, but he really doesn’t think even that would be safe for me, at least for now. He said that he would suggest a knee brace to try to strengthen my right leg some, just to improve my safety in getting around on my own. I’ve got an appointment with my doctor for next Thursday, just to see if he agrees and what his recommendation on type would be.
The first thing Newhouse tells people is not to give animals cow’s milk. If you have to, goat’s milk can be given in a pinch, but it still isn’t ideal.
My main issue is, I’ve always been the caregiver. Momma always said that I’m too much like my grandmother – I don’t know how to let other people take care of me, I have to be the one doing the care. Even if I can’t take care of others, fur whatever reason, I have to avoid putting others out with my needs. (Her mother died of stomach cancer, and nobody knew she was sick until a few weeks before her diagnosis, just because she wouldn’t let anyone help her with anything, including my grandfather.)