Why? Jun 15, 2011 20:08:47 GMT -8
Post by winterwhispers on Jun 15, 2011 20:08:47 GMT -8
I just need to bitch and whine. I've resigned myself to the fact that I'll likely never have a "normal" pain free life again. But does my body really need to keep fighting me and breaking at random? Back in March, I was injured on the job. I wasn't doing anything that should have injured me, lifting and tossing a box full of empty boxes into the compactor. Something I've done hundreds of times. One of my managers witnessed it. Even she said wtf, how the hell?? I had a sudden sharp stabby shooting pain through my hand, wrist and up my arm and instant swelling. It's now June, and almost the end of the month. Because the guy at L & I is a tard, I've had delayed treatment. And he made me go to an independent medical panel to determine if I was actually injured. That appointment was today. Even the doctor there thought the L & I guy was an idiot. He deemed me obviously injured on the job, not related to the tendinitis that I got previously from repetitive motion on the job. This time its a fun mouthful of an injury called a Triangular Fibrocartilage Complex Injury. So basically the cartilage in my wrist is all jacked up and the only way to tell for sure is with an Orthopedic MRI (inject the glowy crap in my bones and see what it shows) and see a hand surgeon. Freaking great. Peachy. Of course it's my dominant hand too. I'm pissed I had to go this long, pissed that it happened in the first place and scared shitless of the though of surgery and not being able to do basic things while in recover, like cook. Kelly said he'd change his sleep schedule and get up to cook, but goddamn it, he shouldn't have to. It makes me feel like a fucking invalid to not be able to at least prepare meals for my family. Something I happen to actually enjoy. My body is trying to take away everything I enjoy, and I don't understand why it hates me so. ugh.