Tomorrow I finally have an MRI. That'll be four months after the initial injury, so who knows what good it'll do. The local VA is dealing with a misappropriation scandal right now, involving workers who directed funds for veterans, apparently, to their own accounts, while they diverted their actual job duties to lower-ranking workers. I'm shocked.
Warmer days mean nightmares and halluctinations, even here, but the yard draws me out. I'm hoping to recover the ground I lost with the knee injury. There is nothing like a Minnesota spring, where one day the branches are bare, the next they are covered with leaves, and the trees seem to cast lacy green shadows everywhere. A screened-in porch is not a luxury, but a necessity.
I just don't have gossip. It seems like I'm constantly struggling to get any sleep at all, then get back to sleep when the nightmares wake me up.
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glinda_w
March 31 2016, 01:04:30 UTC 4 years ago
Dammit, what the hell has happened to this country, that we don't take care of our own at all (see: mentally ill living on the streets, whole families living in their cars or split up into shelters, seniors having to choose between having all the meds they need or buying food - because the food banks can only supplement, and the donations they receive have dropped as the economy tanked (supplemental rant about how the poor give proportionally so much more than the rich do))? We send people off to war, they get injured/damaged/et bloody cetera, then we abandon them, unless they've got people to advocate for them... and often that isn't enough.
argh.