Well, aren't I special?
Nov. 7th, 2011 04:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gridloreAfter nearly a week of ever-increasing misery, I got in to see Dr. Petty today. For the sixth time, I've been diagnosed with pneumonia. Oh, happy day.
On a brighter note, we discussed the job/disability situation. That's getting fixed.
I feel like a small elephant is sitting on my chest.
On a brighter note, we discussed the job/disability situation. That's getting fixed.
I feel like a small elephant is sitting on my chest.
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Date: 8 Nov 2011 01:58 (UTC)http://gridlore.livejournal.com/1761489.html
Has the story of what happened. Short form, EDD is staffed by morons. I told Petty that me getting an office job is at least four classes away. I'm typing this with two fingers, and haven't even opened half of the Windows Office stuff. I'm waiting on paperwork from the SSA to increase my benefit amount with them. They normally pay 80% of your final pay, less any benefits received from another source. Since the other source is gone, I need to let them know and my doctor to back me on it.
Since I got pneumonia the first freaking time I ventured out to have an interview, I think I've got that support.