Thursday, October 8, 2009
I went to the neurosurgeon today. Work demanded it and it was a waste of both my time and his. There's nothing more medically that can be done for me. He doesn't think surgery will help. He doesn't need to see me again. He dictated a note saying I'm permanently partially disabled and can't work long hours. I can work my shift and, even though it hurts, I'll even work half of the next. But I can't work 16 hours at this time. We'll see what work has to say about it. I don't have the paperwork yet. I have a call in to the lawyer, just in case.