Can I Rant, Please?
Friday, April 19, 2013
In case you didn't know (if anyone actually reads my blatherings), in January of 2012 I fell on the black ice in the parking lot of my workplace, which also happens to be a church. Several people fell that morning, one of whom was hurt worse than I was. I broke my left wrist - actually, suffered a compressed fracture - and had it reset and cast the next day. After many months, it had healed enough to begin physical therapy (wonderful pt - moist compresses, soothing massage, good conversation) and get back to where I had been before the fall. Finished at the hand doctor (oh, by the way, I am a pianist, organist, and piano teacher, which is why the "hand" doctor) and that was that. Went back last month for final check; all ok, no more visits, all is looking good. Received a letter from the Workers' Compensation Board stating that, since the hand doctor had seen me recently, he had sent them a final review of my case and informed them that I have a "17.5% permanent damage" and they recommended compensation of the monetary kind. Now, you may ask yourself, "Why is this crazy woman ranting? She's gonna get money - SHEESH!" Yeah, maybe, but nothing was said at the doctor's office by the doctor that there is permanent damage. And almost 20%! For a pianist, this is doomsday! What will the future be? 30%? 50%? Arthritis? Lose my job(s)?
I am trying to keep my perspective on this - proud that I did not binge on cookies, did not binge on sweets, did not binge on anything. I had a regular, full-leaded Pepsi because the power went out, but that's another blog entry...
So this is another issue to deal with. And no one in my family can understand how much this bothers me - they see $ signs. But it's not about the money for me - it's about my future ability to play, which would kill me if I had to lose that. So here's hoping that all will be well and that I don't rant on and on, boring everyone who has bigger problems than this. Thank you for letting me rant.