Brain Workout
No blog yesterday. I knew by early evening there wouldn't be enough cognitive energy to form a coherent thought, let alone get it from cranium to keyboard. Virtually every waking hour of my Friday was consumed in one way or another with legal matters. I spent my morning gathering paperwork to take to the attorney, then we drove around picking up medical records and finally landed at the lawyer's office at the prescribed time, not a minute too soon.
Finally, someone who knew was telling us how Workmen's Comp works... or should I say does NOT work. I lost track of most of the conversation, but Richard reviewed it with me several times since, and I am beginning to think that the hastily written law is highly inequitable. I am not yet sure how it all applies to me, but at least now I can let my attorney deal with which papers to sign and what to do when treatment is denied, etc.
Our meeting yesterday was interesting in that he was checking to see if he wanted to take on my case, and we were checking to see if we wanted to retain him. Truth is, we already knew we wanted him based on what people we know and respect had said about him. He is good, aggressive, creative and honest... in fact more than one told us he is the best there is for this type of case.
So, I wondered what we would do if he refused to represent me. I had resisted going to a lawyer all along and now I was afraid the lawyer wouldn't want the case... How silly is that? At first, everything with the insurance people was fine. They treated me well as far as I knew and if I had any complaint at all it was not against them... But in time and after having my case worker changed time and again with no one telling me about it, and having two case workers out and out lie to me, I opted to check out how it all is supposed to work. I got no real answers from anyone and the material on the website is so confusing even Richard cannot figure it out... so off to the lawyer we went.
Keeping track of the conversation with my new lawyer was impossible for me. He was easy to hear, though. I could hear, just couldn't process it all. I made sure to look straight at him and nod a lot so he would know I was paying attention (or at least trying to). He was very witty and quick. I enjoyed him but would have really had a blast with him in the "old days" before TBI. We had quite a discussion on Wal-Mart. I love Wal-Mart and am quite vocal about that. He is not a Wal-Mart fan... and he's vocal about that. But I like him and respect him. I have added him to my prayer list.
Now, it is Saturday and although bone tired last night, I have slept only three hours. It wasn't worry, just couldn't turn off my brain. I need to do some web work today... and this is a good day for it. Richard is at work and all the pets (who stayed up with me last night) are asleep.
Time to get busy... See you on line or in church tomorrow.
Finally, someone who knew was telling us how Workmen's Comp works... or should I say does NOT work. I lost track of most of the conversation, but Richard reviewed it with me several times since, and I am beginning to think that the hastily written law is highly inequitable. I am not yet sure how it all applies to me, but at least now I can let my attorney deal with which papers to sign and what to do when treatment is denied, etc.
Our meeting yesterday was interesting in that he was checking to see if he wanted to take on my case, and we were checking to see if we wanted to retain him. Truth is, we already knew we wanted him based on what people we know and respect had said about him. He is good, aggressive, creative and honest... in fact more than one told us he is the best there is for this type of case.
So, I wondered what we would do if he refused to represent me. I had resisted going to a lawyer all along and now I was afraid the lawyer wouldn't want the case... How silly is that? At first, everything with the insurance people was fine. They treated me well as far as I knew and if I had any complaint at all it was not against them... But in time and after having my case worker changed time and again with no one telling me about it, and having two case workers out and out lie to me, I opted to check out how it all is supposed to work. I got no real answers from anyone and the material on the website is so confusing even Richard cannot figure it out... so off to the lawyer we went.
Keeping track of the conversation with my new lawyer was impossible for me. He was easy to hear, though. I could hear, just couldn't process it all. I made sure to look straight at him and nod a lot so he would know I was paying attention (or at least trying to). He was very witty and quick. I enjoyed him but would have really had a blast with him in the "old days" before TBI. We had quite a discussion on Wal-Mart. I love Wal-Mart and am quite vocal about that. He is not a Wal-Mart fan... and he's vocal about that. But I like him and respect him. I have added him to my prayer list.
Now, it is Saturday and although bone tired last night, I have slept only three hours. It wasn't worry, just couldn't turn off my brain. I need to do some web work today... and this is a good day for it. Richard is at work and all the pets (who stayed up with me last night) are asleep.
Time to get busy... See you on line or in church tomorrow.
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