I'm home now. It's good to be home but I had a sad drive home. I miss Lyndsey and the girls. Rob and Carla had plans last night so I didn't get a chance to visit with them. Madi's birthday party is in just two weeks so Paul and I will be going back.
I've been on Disability for Multiple Sclerosis and Heart Disease for nearly a year but Social Security after 7 long months turned me down. It's a requirement of my disability coverage to get on Social Security so I need to continue to appeal the turn downs.
Tomorrow I have an appointment with one of their (Social Security) doctors in Downtown Phoenix at 3:30.. GREEEAAATTT. Rush hour. I have been told the doctor is a Psychologist. Why, I wonder, would that be. I've been on edge about this for two weeks and by now, I'm positively obsessing. I get a tad bit bitter when I consider the people I've known in my life who've never worked and go off welfare and onto Social Security so easily... And with three documented (two potentially fatal) disabling illnesses; and 38 years in the work force, I keep getting turned down. Go figure.
So please, if you should read this post; keep good thoughts for me. Life seems suddenly quite burdensome with bills and Mortgage companies and worries in the background.. This is keeping me in whine mode. I have been envisioning tomorrow evening and all being well.