I applied for Disability again last night, I talked to a lawyer and found out that you have to apply before you can hire a lawyer, which sucks because I wanted a lawyer's advice from the very beginning, but oh well . . . I filled up all 10 slots they give you for diagnoses, and had to use the "additional Medications" and "Additional Doctors" and eventually ended up with 18 medications and 8 doctors, and I could've continued. I signed the papers and sent them off in the mail today, we'll see what happens. I've officially Been Told by my body that I can no longer work even 20 hours at a desk job, so I'd better get SSDI or we're screwed because Cody can't work either and he doesn't have a dx.
I am SO depressed right now. I couldn't feed my horse today. I physically could NOT get to the corral . . . it's like 30 feet outside the back door, but with almost 2 feet of snow and steep steps on the porch and this godawful flare, I got my boots on, and my coat and gloves, and I got 2 steps out the back door and almost collapsed out of pain and exhaustion and fear of falling down the stairs or getting to the corral and not being able to get back to the house . . . this flare SUCKS! It won't go away . . . I haven't worked in weeks, I can't drive, I can't take the trash out, I can't cook, all I can do is bead, and I mean that's ALL I can do right now, I can't even give the baby a bath by myself, and I can't even throw a flake of hay to my horse. I feel so utterly useless . . . so I'm throwing myself full-on into my beadwork, I mean, heck, what the hel1 else do I have to do? so expect some really phenomenal new jewelry designs from New Mexico, ok?
*hugs*
thanks for letting me vent,
Bridge
