It’s been a tough week.
Lots of pain which is discouraging.
It gives me horrible nightmares which makes it really hard to sleep.
I get tired of talking about it so most of the time I say nothing.
I had another court hearing in regards to my neck & head injuries. Work comp lawyers can be vicious & mean. They are doing what they are paid to do, yes. But, it does nothing to take away the frustration & anger I feel. Why can’t they just play fair?
Why does it seem like they take pleasure in replaying every single detail of my attack over and over again?
I finally got to see the doctor yesterday, that my treating doctor(the doc I’ve had from the beginning of my injury) referred me to see, 13 months ago. The work comp company spent over 15,000 & 9 months fighting over me seeing this doctor, before a judge ordered in my favor. What is so ironic is that the cost of my seeing this doctor is so minimal…like less then $2000.
Does this make any sense?
Now that they are fighting over something else, I wonder when all of this will end.
I wonder how many more times I will have to look them in the face while they dissect & replay the attack in court?
I suppose the answer could be a lot since the doctors still want me to have numerous things done.
It’s a waiting game.
All of it is a big fat mess. When all of this is seen with eye’s of pain, it can be a bit over whelming.
Seeing life through the eye’s of pain changes a person.
It makes me work harder to see the good and the blessings before me.
In spite of lawyers, doctors and pain my life is still good and full of goodness. It’s these kinds of things that get me through weeks like this.
It’s these 3 and their shenanigans that keep me seeing the humor in life.
How could I not?
Without humor I think I would have lost it years ago.
A proud moment this week…
Yesterday morning, as little man and I walked to his bus stop, he told me, that after school, he wanted to walk from the bus stop all by himself.
I had told him on the first day of school that when he was ready to walk by himself, he needed to tell me. He was very fearful and had told me that he was never going to be able to do that. I had told him that I believed he could do it and when he was ready he would and left it at that.
So yesterday, being my day off, I was waiting for him inside the house. Out of breath, he burst through the door and ran into my arms, proudly saying, “I did it! You knew I could do it and I did it!!”
He was so proud.
And so was I.
I thought about this later…isn’t this what we all want? Somebody to believe in us when we can’t.
This is such a lesson of how important it is for us to believe for those around us. Our believing says to them that we believe them to be capable & able.
One of the funniest things said by my grandson this week…
While I was at my doctors appointment my daughter took her son and little lady to McDonalds to play. While they were there, some policemen and a police woman came in to eat. My daughter said to them, “See, women can be policemen too. Maybe I could be a police woman some day too.” My grandson did not miss a beat and exclaimed, “Yep for Halloween!”
Too funny. :)
I hear a lot of sweet things come out of the little’s mouths but I must say that the sweetest thing said this week was from little man…
Last evening, just before bed, little man blurted out, “I told the playground lady that I love her.”
We said, “You said what?”
He repeated, “I told the playground lady that I love her.”…”She’s really nice to me and all the kids so I told her that I love her.”
We asked him,”What did she say?”
He said, “She gave me a hug and said that is really nice.”
How sweet is that!
I am so thankful it is Friday. I hope it’s a fantastic one for all of you…that leads into a great weekend.
I hope you have a wonderful weekend getting to do something you love…something that puts a smile on your face and makes you refreshed.
Until next time, love & hugs, Lori