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Dec. 5th, 2009 03:31 amHi, all!
I wanted to say thanks to everyone who left message around the time of surgery. My arm is now Frankenarm on the outside, with a lovely scar. On the inside, when you see the X-ray it looks like a part underneath the kitchen sink. According to Ginger, anyway.
I prefer to say I'm more machine now than man, twisted and evil. :)
Anyway, if you don't follow along on Twitter, than I suppose I should tell you I have therapy 3 times a week. Otherwise known as torture. It does help there and then, but I can't help but feel like the exercises at home aren't nearly as effective, and progress has been slow lately. I already have one splint worth 200 dollars that's like massive Robo-arm, and now I'm getting two more waaaayyyy expensive ones with hydraulics and stuff. They'll apparently help my at-home progress.
As of next week, I'm probably fired. I've been out too long. I'm also still waiting for my long-term disability insurance to send me a freaking check. I've been eligible for that since the day of surgery, and only just now have they contacted me at all. Two weeks to a month still for approval.
And how the fuck do they think I've been living at all in the meantime? Seriously.
Thank you, Mom and Dad. Never would have made it without you.
If--and this is a pretty big if--I am cleared to deal again in the first week of Jan, my job can choose to hire me back with no loss of benefits or seniority. Which would be wonderful, but, again, they have to want me back. I know they love me as an employee with awesome reviews, but In This Economy, blah blah blah.
So that is my current state of affairs with the arm. Thank you all for your kind words and thoughts through this thing. Here's hoping I get to keep the rest of my joints!
And here's hoping I see some money soon.
Now, I shall try to go back to sleep. My schedule's all sorts of off. Has been since surgery, but even more so since the tiny Verbatym tour. Hopefully the drugs I just took will help. :) Yay for pharmaceuticals.
I wanted to say thanks to everyone who left message around the time of surgery. My arm is now Frankenarm on the outside, with a lovely scar. On the inside, when you see the X-ray it looks like a part underneath the kitchen sink. According to Ginger, anyway.
I prefer to say I'm more machine now than man, twisted and evil. :)
Anyway, if you don't follow along on Twitter, than I suppose I should tell you I have therapy 3 times a week. Otherwise known as torture. It does help there and then, but I can't help but feel like the exercises at home aren't nearly as effective, and progress has been slow lately. I already have one splint worth 200 dollars that's like massive Robo-arm, and now I'm getting two more waaaayyyy expensive ones with hydraulics and stuff. They'll apparently help my at-home progress.
As of next week, I'm probably fired. I've been out too long. I'm also still waiting for my long-term disability insurance to send me a freaking check. I've been eligible for that since the day of surgery, and only just now have they contacted me at all. Two weeks to a month still for approval.
And how the fuck do they think I've been living at all in the meantime? Seriously.
Thank you, Mom and Dad. Never would have made it without you.
If--and this is a pretty big if--I am cleared to deal again in the first week of Jan, my job can choose to hire me back with no loss of benefits or seniority. Which would be wonderful, but, again, they have to want me back. I know they love me as an employee with awesome reviews, but In This Economy, blah blah blah.
So that is my current state of affairs with the arm. Thank you all for your kind words and thoughts through this thing. Here's hoping I get to keep the rest of my joints!
And here's hoping I see some money soon.
Now, I shall try to go back to sleep. My schedule's all sorts of off. Has been since surgery, but even more so since the tiny Verbatym tour. Hopefully the drugs I just took will help. :) Yay for pharmaceuticals.