I woke nicely. After a great, uninterrupted, restful sleep, I did struggle to become awake, a bit. In a reasonable amount of time, however, the feet hit the floor and I started looking around the place. My appointment is a bit off, and I am a bit nervous. What did my doctor and counselor decide? Was a decision derived, or did they agree to have ongoing conversations with me, so that this thing will turn into a nightmare of ongoing proportions. I will know in just a bit.
I was reading the news today, and noticed John McCain’s mother had indicated that John had no support with the base. I just roared. I knew if I was running for president, I would have been so unhappy with my mother for saying that (true as it is). She has said other things which just do not fit in politics this election cycle. She is a loose cannon. Oh, right, I guess that is his way, now we know where at least some of that comes. Now, she is 95 years old, or so, managing her might be a wee complicated, especially adding that she seems to have her wits about her. He really has nowhere to go for redress, and I hope even if it makes him angry that he enjoys the fact that moms are just moms and will be our moms until probably after their funeral service.
I cannot remember all I must do today. The doctors and study for a test Tuesday, without question. What else, I do not know. Oh, right, I really have to quit commenting. I am surprised I have not been banned. I keep looking at the two to three word, at most sentence, comments of others and then see mine. People could not like that.
Update:
After doing all the work and pushing past my nature to get something done, in a rush, requiring this that and the other thing, it appears... it was all for naught. The paperwork I had rushed to get completed and to my doctor, in an ongoing attempt to enable VA Voc. Rehab. to re-initiate my program and funding, which I completed and waited to hand to a real and talking human person of some significance, and though I was assured it would be given to the doctor and the call would be made... did not happen.
Well, the seeming worst case scenario was always a possibility. Not receiving funding for school this term. Still, that stings. However, in truth, that is not the actual worst case scenario. The Rehab. people may have closed and buried my case. That is where the thing stood. I had indicated that when I turned in the paper work, when I had spoken with my doctor, no one could have misunderstood. Now, I wait. My doctor indicated, today, that he would call me and tell me how any contact he makes worked. I am more than a bit nervous at this point. I suspect I will begin looking for alternative financial aid packages, but that will be tight and lean for certain reasons.
How to live like you were used to living on allowance... It could be a book. One I may need to read. Am I supposed to give up my lifestyle, what of it I even actually have, to be a monk student? I do not know, I would certainly have to re-evaluate the whole thing, and look at what financial aid is honestly available. Hmmm, 4 years of three-quarter time education and a few summer courses (more like 3 years if I can find 2 summer classes each year). That is a long time to monk it. Students loans, perhaps, but that might even be a bit tight. Thinking... And waiting... Oh, and a little (lot) pissed... Then again, at least this time and beyond any doubt, it was not my fault. I wonder, how many times has it not been my fault and I just took it because I could not remember? More often than not, I am thinking. *steaming*
oh no.
ReplyDeleteSurely, they will get this straightened out???
Things were going so well, I don't blame you for being pissed.
Don't let them lose you.
Hmm, good question. Whatever seems to be my problem, given time, is or provides a type of solution.
ReplyDeleteThis case will show it again, the problem is already being resolved. Since I did everything I could, and everything I was supposed to do, and I did those things in a timely manner, with clarity, and directly, I have let it go to whatever fate the end result may provide. Whatever is wrong with me sort of forces that outcome no matter, but since I am good with this, it is happening much more smoothly and comfortably, really, this time.
As well, I know my doctor well enough, and trust him, so that I do not believe this was sabotage or anything (those thoughts are always a consideration... probability... but in some cases the number is too small to be functional). Do I believe my doctor and other medicals, at times, laugh about my case? Yeah, I would, at times, in their places. Heck, I do. It's a human thing, laughing allows one to deal with harsh or complicated realities at times. And, no matter how professional, there is some anger and other emotions which leak out regarding complex or seeming insoluble problems. He is just heavily worked, over worked at times, doctor.
As far as the VA, they have gotten me quite far. I know it might seem like a long way off, but at regular engineering school pace, I have about 2 years left (actually less, she missed that I have taken a senior elective, one of the two social sciences, and statistics). Plus, I have another 60 or so open major credits, so... they have really helped quite a bit.
As well, I may just have to do like everyone else and figure my way through. It is a major loss, but not the end. Though I am going to have to give up a LOT, so... Time to start looking at the options.