Went back to see Dr. Death this week. He gave me the ok to back to work, that I was 100%. WTF? I still can barely walk down the stairs. Leave it to the VA. Not once did ole saw bones touch my foot to check for mobility or mention physical therapy. I still can't even do a full squat. Oh well, you pay for what you get. After getting a few legalities squared away, I'll start back to the grind after turkey day I reckon. Vacations over.
Biggest lesson learned during this event. If you're a single white male, don't expect any assistance from the guv. The system isn't there for you. We're expected to work till we fall over dead, with our high taxes paying for others to milk the system. Go figure.
