Injury & Workmans Comp (Part I)

So I'm going to break this up, because its a SUPER long story

So Feb 9th, i fell down the stairs at work.
Feb 10th, went to urgent care and filled for workmans Comp (W.C.)

Feb 12th, started the fight. work vs. me. they said that they were going to pay for my visits out of pocket and that they were going to 'tell' W.C. but not file thru them.

So on Saturday(13th) my Good SIL came to visit with us. I was unaware that her H actually works for W.C.!!! So I got to bend her ear for a while.

She said to tell them that I wanted them to file the claim through workman’s comp. and she also suggested going to the urgent care I went to and asking them to also file the paperwork through W.C

She also said that I would probably get a call from a W.C, and then I would be able to tell them my story and what my work has said to me about this.

So today I emailed the HR guy and requested a sent/delivered/read receipt. I received the sent & delivered, but never received a read receipt.

Then later this afternoon I get a call from him saying that I "misunderstood" that WC gives them an option of paying out of pocket or paying through insurance. They’re just choosing to pay out of pocket.

I said okay, and hung up the phone. And my boss heard the whole thing and I understand that she's looking out for the best interest of the company. And she got UBER defensive of me questioning anything.

So Then we called Good SIL and her husband. Hopefully they'll give me something else to try.

This thing is just so shady


i've never had to deal with this before. i'm really trying to handle this truthfully and honestly. but its really hard when i feel the other party isn't.

i'm just frustrated.

B's frustrated because i didn't get a copy of the paper work i filled out for the company with my signature on it.

when i first filled it out i didn't think i was going to file.

then i did.

so i signed the paper and turned it in.

i'm trying

really hard.
but when you're up aggainst dishonest people with more power, its hard.

I'm really frustrated

Long Time No Chat

I've been going through a lot of stuff.

I completely hate my job 80% of the time. its no secret.
B got selected but we have no other information.
We're trapped in this 8 x 10 box
We're broke... really broke
I'm frustrated
He's frustrated
my bff and godson are going through a lot which i feel required to help her with.
I'm working out more, but that means less time for blogging or being on the boards chatting with friends
I'm frustrated

god help us.
if we can get through this, we can get through anything.

::sigh::
i miss you all
i miss my blog roll
i miss my followers
i miss friend making Mondays
i miss time out Thursdays
i miss wordless Wednesday
i miss fill in Fridays
i miss the pictures
i miss the laughs
i miss the tears

I'm just so out of time anymore.

but soon. soon I'll be back.

My mother may ruin my marriage

So as I stated in my last post, I've been going through quite a bit.

I went on vacation (sun-tues) to Vegas with my family: me, B, mom, dad, broha, & g-ma.
If we ever spend that much time with my family again, I’ll be going alone. There is NO way my marriage could withstand something like that again.

-She always has something negative to say

-She always has something to be upset about

And the woman who's been separated 2x and had paperwork pending on divorce tries to give me advice. No thanks ma.

I like my mother, don't get me wrong. But there is so much I hate about her its not even funny.

I can't stand the way she treats my husband.
I hate the way she treats me.
I hate the way she always has something 'to say'.

I’m just done.

I think after the holidays we're going to go on a family break.
None of his family - unless its his dad (he's the only one on our good side).
None of my family - period.

If we don't take a step away from them we're doomed.
There is so much stress going on in our lives

I just don't know what to do.

::smacks hands:: BAD BLOGGER!

I've been a bad bad blogger.
but here are my excuses
1) i've been dealing with a lot of personal problems. Ones i need to get off my chest but can't ever get more than a few seconds of alone time to do so.
2) we went on vacation. to sum it up in 2 words: beautiful disaster or Never Again.
3) i've been a busy busy beaver.
4) i'm just so tired.

i promise i will post more, but at the moment i need to make my coffee, check my email, and scoot off to work for the first time since last thursday.

Oh Rotty, What do you do on this drill weekend?!?

Oh you want to know what i did this drill weekend do you?

do you really?

are you sure?!?

okay. you asked for it...

This morning my MSgt pulled me aside and said he had a talk for me. Sure, why not.

you want to know what he asked me to do?

BE A U.A. OBSERVER!!!!!!!!!!!!
yep, that's right people. i got to watch people pee allllllll morning long.

doesn't that sound awesome??? nope, not kidding.

In case you didn't know. In the reserves there are monthly random urine analysis tests. This month they were short on observers. So i got that lucky job. in the military you don't get to go into the bathroom by yourself then bring out that lovely cup full of that yellowish liquid.

Nope, In the military this is how it goes: you walk into the room, you sign in, and you wait your turn. When you are called up for your turn (and you have to pee) you walk over to the table and sign your paperwork. Then the observer signs the paperwork. When the observer is signing, the med.tech is explaining to you how it works.

You walk in to the bathroom with the observer and rinse your hands, water only.
Then you go into the stall and pee in to the big cup with the observer in the stall with you.
Then you can finish peeing, wipe, and pull up your pants. Yep, the observer is watching that too.
Next you go out to the sink and poor your pee from the big cup to the little cup and seal it and throw away the big cup. And rinse your hands with water again.
When you walk back out to the med.techs table. and you sign he label on the bottle, and the observer signs it, and then the med tech signs it. Then you use the hand sanitizer and your on your merry way.

lol. Doesn't that sound like fun?
nope, your right. It doesn't.

P.S. I have never ever had to do this before in my 5 years in so far. HAHAHA. I load planes normally. but they need to have 'voluntold' people to share the wealth. fun fun.

Who does this sort of thing?? Oh ya, Me!

So yesterday my coworker/boss (I say that because I'm not quite sure if she's technically my boss now or just a coworker now, long story) called me early early early in the AM asking me to get to work early because her car broke down and she wouldn't be able to get to work on time.

We work in a small 2-3 person office, so if one person's late it effects everyone.

So as I'm leaving, she calls and asks if i can swing by and pick her up. So i do. She's on my way into work with a small detour, so its no big.

Well then yesterday she's talking to her SO (significant other, her and her man aren't married but they have 2 kids and have been together a looooong time) on the phone and asks me if i can take her home? Sure not a problem i say.

Then at lunch they're talking about what is going on with her car, and when its going to be fixed, yada yada yada.She starts talking about taking the bus into work, and needing to find her umbrella (we live in Oregon people, rain happens) and it might need to be her mode of transportation for a while until they get the car worked on. So i go and open my big fat mouth and say "well, if you need a ride i can come and get you early and just dink around online while i wait to clock in".

Who the mother eff volunteers to get up 2 hours early, to pick someone up, to come to work and not get paid?!?

oh ya... me.

What the hell was i thinking?

1 Sorta-Kinda-Maybe Whiny Post

Okay... You've been warned. I need a post to whine. I haven't had one in a while, so i figure one post is okay! right?

~ I hate when i work 11 hour shifts and still feel like I'm behind and got nothing accomplished.

~ I hate it even more when its on a Friday, because then i think about it all weekend.

(warning this ones very selfish)
~ I really dislike when i work a 11 hour shift for the 4th day in a row, and then B acomplains about having to think up something for dinner. It really grates on my last nerve. I don't ask him to cook, or go to the grocery store, just THINK of what he wants for dinner. I'll go to the store on my way home from work, I'll cook it (i enjoy cooking) and all that jazz. but after my 4th day of an 11 hour shift my brain is fried.

~ I severely dislike dishes. seriously! the smells, the scrubbing, the constant loading and unloading!

~ I really like laundry. I find it soothing and calming. Almost like yoga. the washing, the drying, the folding, how clean it looks when its all put away.

~ I do however hate being the only one putting it away. I hate folding clothes for B and having them sit in his mother effing chair.

~ I hate this tiny ass apartment.

~ I hate how no mater how much i clean its still dirty

~ I hate that I am completely out of storage, i have no where left to put things. No.Where. Every nook and cranny of this place is full.

~ I hate that there is finally a job I like and am doing well, and I'm going to leave it and them. And i feel really guilty about it.

~ I'm so excited to go, but I'm so nervous. I'll be the one moving, I'll be the one driving to where ever we end up, I'll be the one unpacking, I'll be the one setting up house all while Brian is in school and training. that makes me nervous. very nervous.

~I'm going to miss my BFF A and my godson a little bit more than my immediate family. That is sad, but so true.

Where were you?

I know, another 9-11 post, go figure. But it holds such a profound place in my heart, i need to get it out.

I will never forget what happened. It took my dad to war for over a year. It has changed the military forever. And i am PROUD to serve and protect this nation every day of my life.

When i was searching for images to add to my blog, i came across several of the planes, and the towers. I just don't think its appropriate. Today is to honor and reflect. Bless the lives that were taken. Bless the lives that are forever changed.

Sometimes i wonder...

What it would be like to just quit. To just walk away. To just tell them all that what they're doing is fucked up, that whats going on is jacked.

So, Thursday i get pulled into an impromptu meeting about my job. apparently my position is being eliminated. and they're offering me another job in the company. It hasn't been created yet, but it will be with in the next month. I'd basically be the Secretary for the whole company. I'd love to tell you that i should take it, and i'm excited for the new opportunity. but i just can't. I hate the way they treat me, i hate the way i feel. i just hate it all. I just want to get out of there.

their they value the ability to blow smoke up someones ass instead of loyalty, work quality and job performance. i'm just so tired of it.

I'm tired of busting my ass and getting no where.
I'm tired of trying soooooooooo hard and getting smacked back down.
I'm tired of caring and getting nothing in return.

I just want to quit. I just want to get out. I hate it so much i cry. I hate it so much im exhausted from pretending.

dear lord, please let B get a job so i can get out of there. thank you for blessing me with the ability to work. but i just hope B gets an opportunity soon! :(


thanks for letting me vent!

2 topics 1 post

Topics To Talk About:
-work update
-Camping
-BFF's marital situation
-Sammy's freak out after camping
-B's new job update
-my latest admission in my list of obsessions

We'll talk about B's work update and my work up date together!

first my job update:

It officially makes me ill to go to work anymore. The stuff that they pull there, the stuff they get away with. I feel like i'm wasting away there. I am a good worker. I work hard, I pay attention, and I like to work. But, there... none of that matters. Its just not worth staying there.

So i'm updating my resume. and starting monday i'm looking for another job.

If there are any resume writers out there that are willing to look it over, i'd really appreciate it.

B's Job Update:
So, still no luck.
No Tips.
No Leads.
No Nibbles
No Interviews
No Nothing.
Nada.
Zilch

We're now applying in Northern California and Northern Washington. B said he got a good feeling about the one in Washington. Its about 30 min from our base, which is better than the 3 hours we're away from base now. I hope he gets that one. its a day shift position too. So please keep your fingers crossed that we get something. I know that if he would just get an interview. I know that if b could just get an interview, we'd be set!

OH! and for all my military friendly folk, by the end of the year he'll be an officer!!! i'm so excited. i'm going to be married to an LT! I'm so excited for him. He past his physical this weekend. He's going to finish his packet and then once his packet is stamped by AFRAC, he'll be good to go. He already changed into the AES and has a O-1 position waiting for him. I'm so happy for him. It seems to be the one thing he's gotten a break on in a really long time.

So ya. there's that.

Topics To Talk About:
-work update
-Camping
-BFF's marital situation
-Sammy's freak out after camping
-B's new job update
-my latest admission in my list of obsessions
-Family intown from alabama

random picture because B's out of town and i'm missing him like crazy at the moment.

Nothing makes you greatful for your life

Like watching other peoples lives self destruct.

My BFF is a prime example of this. Now, don't get me wrong, I love her with all of my heart. She's the mother of my god son and one of the best friends a girl could ask for. I wish we were closer, but over the past 2 years we've sort of grown apart because of who she was married too.

A was one of my husbands room mates when we first met. We did the total girl thing, i thought she didn't like me and she thought i didn't like her. Its just one of those things i guess. but after we got past this. she and i hit it off huge! She was the made of honor at my wedding. I was there when she had her son. it was amazing.

well... she was with someone i didn't like, approve of, or trust with my gold fish. He's a waste of skin from the word go.

B and I never liked him. I could name a million reasons why, examples, etc, but we'll leave it as he's a womanizer. He had another kid when they met. not that i have anything wrong with other people having kids. But this asshole fathered a kid with a married woman. There's no mistaking that this babygirl is his kid. it looks exactly like him. and he's mother loving proud of the fact that he got a woman to cheat on her husband and then got her pregnant. GROSS.

Then he finds my friend A. She's had a rough past with men and tends to look for love in all the wrong places. and she found it embodyed in T. T realized he could use, abuse, talk down to, and then make up to A and get what ever he wanted.

well, more than 1 year and 1 kid later, A finally got the good sense to move out on T. At first it started as a 'trial seperation'. but once they seperated she realized what a pig T was. he's asked her to 'be his wing man' so he can get laid.

so now your pretty much caught up to present day.

Well after we went camping for the 4th of july. i get a text message from A saying "boy, do i have a lot to tell you." well come to find out tim had been cheating on her (that i knew). but this one was her friend. and guess what.... SHE'S PREGNANT (yes its T's) and the last nail in the coffin... She's married too! She's due in Jan.

::dry heaves:: grosssssssssssssssssssssssss

Now last night i get a text from A , apparnetly T told her that he wants to have 10 kids from 10 differant women. WHO DOES THIS!?!? gross.

Moral of the story is: listen to me, because i'm right.

So a little work update

So. It still blows. lol.

but it gets better. i try to start each day fresh. I really am trying to put my best effort into every opportunity and into every task I'm assigned. I feel better about this week than last week. I haven't cried after work once this week. which is good to my 4 days in a row last week. haha.

I like to consider myself a 'Microsoft office guru', i have worked with them alot, and they tend to do what i want. So when i was assigned to design a new program on excel to track some of our paperwork i was really excited. My FL (fearless leader) actually commended me on my document. She said (and i quote this) "that you can teach me a lot when it comes to excel, and i thought i knew a lot about excel." so i felt good today. of course she then tweaked it a little bit, but everyone has opinions. and i was able to quickly change it and get it to her liking. now we're just thinking and re-working the categorizations and it'll be set. it felt pretty good for her to like something that much.

i still feel like I'm working below my level. i still feel like I'm her assistant and not a co-worker. blech. but its a paycheck. and a steady one at that. So if this week is so much better than last week. here's hoping next week will improve still!

I never thought it would be this hard....

So i deffinatley think i went back to work to early. I thought about it today. i'm still technically on leave. i'm not even sure what to write at this point.

I called my mom today (who's still in arizona taking care of grandma) in tears. she really is my best friend and i wish she was here. i know she does better there righ tnow. and grandma needs her more. but i really need my mom.

i just can't take it.

i'm so annoyed. i'm so frustrated. just thinking about it and typing about it is putting me in tears.

i never thought going back to work would be this hard. I hate how weak and emotional i feel.

i can't quit.
i can't change it.
i can't look for a new job.

i'm just stuck.
fuck.

No Matter What

No matter how foul of a mood i want to be in...
No matter how much shit i have to put up with...
No matter how crappy i feel...
No matter how shity of a day i had...

None of it matters.

I will be home home in less than 2 weeks.

I will be home with the love of my life
I will be home with my four legged baby
I will be home in my bed.
I will be home!!

Sometimes I hate being a girl.

Fair Warning: this post may go towards the 'over share' column. consider yourself warned

Now, don't get me wrong. I love being a girl most of the time. but when 'that' time comes around, i hate it. This tour has been brutal on my girly bits.
Before i left we switched to a lower hormone BC. I started taking it while i was here. i went 2 months with out a period. When i finally got one it was bad, but not to bad. then i went another month, no show. now I'm having 1 in the middle of my cycle a full week before my reminder pills and I'm in hell.

Its the kind of week where the pain radiates from your lower back to your knees. where all you want to do is lay in the fetal position and cry.

It hurts. and there's nothing i can do about it. i can't call in sick to work. i can't change my clothes into my 'fat comfy pants' I'm stuck. i hate it. and to top it off I'm pretty freaking sick.

I'm just mentally done. I need a heating pad, a big glass of something alcoholic, and a nap.

PSA: To all Husbands

So I have come to the conclusion that we are on the verge of a pandemic. No, i'm not talking about the swine flu. I have talked to several of my girl friends and we all have the same thing going on in our lives right now.... Jerkface Husband Syndrome. This is serious people.

If it was just me, i would think that maybe i was overreacting. but now i have 4 CONFIRMED cases of Jerkface Husband Syndrome (JHS).

Case #1 - 1 husband said that his wife was deliberately pissing him off by saying "I'm glad you stayed in tonight because you're not feeling well". riiiiiiiight

Case #2 - causing wife to cry ON HER BIRTHDAY!

Case #3 - still in review. but i know it to be completely factual.

Case #4 - wife was told by a friend that her H had kissed another female. This was pre marriage, but not pre-dating. he is here with me, she is 5 months pregnant and home.

So wives be on the look out for JHS. and lord help you if your husband comes down with this.

Dear husbands,
please be nice to your wives. we put up with a lot, don't make it harder on us.
-love-
your wife (s).

Tiny Husband Vent

I love the man. Don't get me wrong. but he's so frustrating sometimes.
So me being here and him being there. its being a little difficult sometimes.
Like last night for instance.

He wanted to go out to the bar to watch the Blazers Playoff game. No problem.

I ask him a simple question: "will you be out late, or are you going to be home before my shift change?" FYI, my shift change here is at 1:00 am back home. So its not like i'm asking him to be home way early.

He says, "no, i'll be home before shift change"

So i wait.

Shift change approaches, we get slammed. I send him an email saying:
"So I guess you wont be home before shift change
I love you sweetie. I hope you had a fun time. I’ll call you tomorrow before work if you’re not to busy…
I love you very much!!
Lol! hope you kicked their ass at pool
-<3 me"

i get no email back. but when i sighned on to our IM. i have this waiting for me:
B (11:26:04 AM) >> uh what
B (11:27:06 AM) >> hello?
B (11:28:37 AM) >> and then.....................
B (11:29:49 AM) >> acccording to your email you are gone
B (11:29:51 AM) >> Shiat
(note some time)
He knows my shift change is at 11:30. he knows its often before then depending on when my co worker gets here. and he shows up with 4 min to spare. Sorry not a happy camper.

All he would of had to say was "no, I'll probably be out late." I'm all for having fun, but don't tell me you'll be home. and then your not. even more so when i'm a bazzilion miles away waiting for you to come home and get online to talk to me.

I love him, but god he infuriates the shit out of me sometimes.

26 hours and counting

that i've been awake. And i still have 11.5 more to go. needless to say i'm really freaking tired right now.

so yesterday went as soo:

11:20 pm-10:45am - work
10:55 - 11:55am - awards ceremony (i was the photog)
12:00 - way to fucking late - squadron photo
way to late - what the hell - Section photo
What the hell - this is ridiculous - personal award ceremony & speech.
this is ridiculous - 4:50 pm - back to my room and read
5:00 - 6:00 - out processing briefing
6:00 - tried to sleep
7:00 -fail at sleep
8:30 - get up and sower
9:30 - walk to work
11:30 start shift.

i'm reallllllllly reallyyyyyyyyyyy tired guys.

Well, shit!

So i pissed off the husband.

Back story (the condensed version):
-his school has a bar crawl every term
-he hasn't been able to go
-he wanted to go
-he also wanted to crash on a friends couch
-his friend was a female
-he knew this would upset me and said so before he told me about it.
-I've met her 2 times
-never had more than 1 conversation with her
-couldn't pick her out in a crowd if i had too.

So i told him i didn't like it, but if it was his only option then i trusted him to make the best decision.

So at the end of the night last night he told me that he would ask his Step dad to pick him up.

Well today he tells me that he's still mad and i quote "I don't know, I guess I'm more disappointed that I'm still havering to deal with these pointless squabbles over an easily correctable situation.... Especially when nothing was done yet, only planning".

What the hell?! i thought we corrected it. i thought we were working on it. i don't understand where the issue is.

and the worst part. even though i don't understand... i feel like absolute shit! i am such a mush when it comes to this man. I want to stand up and be like i did nothing wrong. but the simple fact that he used the word "disappointed" crushes me. But i won't back down. I do NOT like the fact that he might sleep over at some girls house. it tears me up! absolutely tears me up inside. I'm not a trusting person by nature. i come from a long line of hypocondriacts and jealous women. the fact that I've been cheated on more than once doesn't help. but i trust him to make the write decision. i may not like it, but i trust him. and the fact that he's disappointed in me crushes my heart.

i'm on the other side of the world, and nothing seems to be going right.
____________________________________

Who the FUCK do you think you are?!?

okay so i understand being sick, i understand family issues. but who has them every other week? i'm getting sick and fucking tired of doing the work for 2 people and getting paid less. i'm so sick and mother fucking tired of it.

In what world can you only call your boss and not notify anyone else that your going to be late/miss work/etc? How many times can you not have child care, your dependant be sick, or soemthing else before someone says something? In a normal world. this isn't okay!!!! this is pissing me off.

they fired her, they hired her back. and i've lost track of how many times she's been gone. its reCOCKulous.

gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I just don't understand how people can do this? I don't have kids, so maybe i won't get it till i do. But how can you be 5 hours late one day, 1.5 hours late another day, generally 10-15 min late everyday, then call in sick to boot????

where is this accepted???

we work in a 2 fucking person office! TWO PEOPLE! HER AND ME! if you're not here, i do all the work. If you miss a day and its a mon-wed i also miss classes that i have that night. so not only do i have to do all the work, i miss class.

WTF!!!!!!!!!!! seriously!?!?