Phantasies and Alternate Dimensions (feline_phantasy) wrote,
Phantasies and Alternate Dimensions
feline_phantasy

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One of the hardest things to admit...

I have to admit that I can't fight by myself, anymore.

I have paid for a lifetime DAV membership. Tonight, I found my regional office, and I sent an email there - it's in Los Angeles.

Michael also reminded me that we have a full copy of my medical records from the VA, from the nearly two years I wasted trying to get a lawyer involved, just to be told that they couldn't take my case. Did they say why? Nope.

I also looked up more information on the Veterans Choice Program, for which I have a card. Since I require the services of a neurologist, and the closest one is 90 miles away one-way, I may qualify under the "undue burden" clause to see one in the local area.

Small steps, but steps nonetheless.

P.S.

Just to give y'all an idea of what stress like what I experienced earlier can do to me: I forgot the name of the neurologist I had when I lived in Wisconsin, all but the first letter of his last name. I had to look him up to remember his name. Now, that is not something I would normally forget - but that's what happens to me when something in my life goes SO wrong that I get really upset (and thank Goddess, that doesn't happen very much).

I drew a complete blank on the man's name. If you don't have memory problems, you cannot possibly comprehend how horrible that is.
Tags: assholes, help me!, medical, va
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