Something as simple as putting a foot wrong can have catastrophic effect. As my world crumbled around me the past year or so I fought for a new vision... a new... Life.
That's torn up now.
Dreams die hard and leave a great aching void behind when they go.
The VA... contrary to what that man in D.C. claims is not "fixed". It never will be.
Busted this shoulder up two weeks ago. Took nearly a week just to get through their phone tree to make an appointment. There's an appointment now for an MRI... more than two weeks from now... a month and some AFTER the injury - just to get a diagnoses... and they say "World Class Medical Care" - Their words - in their phone message while you wait for someone to answer...
Yeah right... well... I don't have much inclination to wait. Sitting here, feeling trapped is not doing anything good for what's left of my mind and spirit.
Motion in all directions has come along in my arm... if only 20% or so... but it's slowly healing without their non-treatment so I believe that's the way forward there... so I just move along.
There's a deal working if it all comes together. Any building or such here at Cochise is done and suspended. I'm likely going to Missouri, to spend some time at my daughter's place while I heal up some.
Heal up and regroup. See if I can see the way forward from another slap down. It took a year and more to dig into this hole... it'll be some time clawing my way back out.