I LOVE Workers Comp

I've been waiting to start my last month of physical therapy. I thought I should have gotten a phone call yesterday, no call. Today my therapist calls and I said "Oh good, you're calling me to tell me that they've approved my next 3o days of therapy!" She says - "They actually denied the request". I thought she was joking. So, now I have to have them resubmit the request. If that gets denied, I have to go for an impairment rating so I can settle the claim. I can already tell they're going to try to tell me I'm less impaired than I really am. I'm probably at 65 - 75% of my pre-injury range of motion and strenght. That being said, I'd think I'm 25 - 35% impaired. I know I won't get that, but they'd better come close. I'm just FUMING right now. I'm so tired of being the one to put the time and stress into making other people do what's right. I don't know why I should expect anything more than just enough to get by by anyone anymore. Anyway... Perhaps someone there would like to break their neck and let ME handle their claim. Jerks.

On the bright side of life, we're getting ready to go see Kylie's spring show. She says she can't wait because she sings so well. I'm sure she's right.

So, that's it. HERE'S TO WORKERS COMP!!!