Health care in the USA

[Geo]

Arm wrestling with the board?

[Buster's Uncle]

It's a play on the old hacky joke "I just flew in from New York - and boy, are my arms tired".

-Actually, all of me is humiliated.

[Geo]

Do you have to pass every year or so?

[Buster's Uncle]

My understanding is, I either win the case or not, and won't have to do this again.

[Geo]

I was under the impression you already received some kind of benefits. Appearantly not so thus.

Good luck with the case then.

[Buster's Uncle]

The security guard in the lobby seemed to think he was protecting an airport in New York, too.  Never want to do that again.

[Geo]

Why not? You have all the fun tourists entering the USA do.

[Buster's Uncle]

[Rusty Edge]

It's a play on the old hacky joke "I just flew in from New York - and boy, are my arms tired".

-Actually, all of me is humiliated.

I can relate somewhat. My wife insisted I apply for disability, because I was more impaired than others she knew that had disability certification. I think I spent weeks on those freaking forms, enumerating the ways in which I was no longer useful or productive. Like the tinnitus in my ears, I find that the best way to deal with it is to not to think about it... which is impossible with the forms forcing you to focus on it.

At this point I would use language that would only be deleted.

Humiliated. In any event, I was turned down. They said I was still capable of working to support myself, although they wouldn't say how or what work I should seek. Gee, Thanks! Others with my condition say they always deny the first time. As it happens, there's an expired  time limitation, and to reset that I would need to be employed again for however long. 

More stuff that would be deleted.

Once upon a time when I was young and healthy I was appointed to a government board, and we watched a film of a speaker talking about sensitivity to disability. Terms have changed over the years. In president Truman's day, we used the word "Cripples". Then, it was handicapped, then there were a bunch of competing terms like "physically or mentally challenged" and "disabled". Well, the guy in this film said "It's not a disability, it's a pain in the ass!" That has stuck with me. Things aren't impossible, but his life requires planning, preparation, assistance, equipment, accommodations, and determination. But mostly an understanding lots of stuff is a pain in the ass.

Actually, the word handicapped sort of sums that up, it has taken on a different meaning in this context.

So, yeah. Humiliating when you're forced to face it and write about it and talk about it.

[Buster's Uncle]

-To have your private business entered into, not just public information, but legal proceedings.  To be forced by bean counters to fill out forms when your life doesn't FIT on their little forms - and one of your fundamental issues in the first place is with bean counters and their stupid little forms.

Bean counters can go to hell and they can die.

[Buster's Uncle]

   

[Geo]

A trifle more mad then embarrassed?

In any case, I'm lucky I only have two minor "problems", which most of the time don't stand in the way of a normal productive life.


Nice (20+ °C) weather here, so took the opportunity to make a walk 3 quarter hour walk in the area.
Has Spring arrived on your side of the Atlantic?

[Buster's Uncle]

Hard to say.

It's 74 degrees F here ATM.

[Geo]

A bit warmer then we had here today then.

[Buster's Uncle]

Just sat in the sun outside for over an hour with Maw and the cats.