The Bitch Thread

I just got back from the orthopedist today for a knee problem that had come out of nowhere. I have had it for 7 weeks and had an MRI done 5 weeks ago.

When I called fro the MRI results 4 weeks ago, I was told by Physician's assistant that the MRI was negative. So I tried resting it for 2-3 weeks to see if it would improve. No luck. When I told the Dr. that I was frustrated by the lack of improvement and that I knew that MRI had been negative, he said well it really wasn't normal. There was damage and debris floating in the joint but the damage didn't show up on enough views to make it diagnostic.

So I have now wasted three weeks where I could have had the SX and already begun rehab. It will be 3-4 more until I can get it done.

Really irritating.
 
raven2 said:
I just got back from the orthopedist today for a knee problem that had come out of nowhere. I have had it for 7 weeks and had an MRI done 5 weeks ago.

When I called fro the MRI results 4 weeks ago, I was told by Physician's assistant that the MRI was negative. So I tried resting it for 2-3 weeks to see if it would improve. No luck. When I told the Dr. that I was frustrated by the lack of improvement and that I knew that MRI had been negative, he said well it really wasn't normal. There was damage and debris floating in the joint but the damage didn't show up on enough views to make it diagnostic.

So I have now wasted three weeks where I could have had the SX and already begun rehab. It will be 3-4 more until I can get it done.

Really irritating.

I would be furious and frustrated. I'm so sorry!

Fury :rose:
 
Thanks, y'all. Probably nothing, and I'm just stressing over nothing.

raven2 said:
I just got back from the orthopedist today for a knee problem that had come out of nowhere. I have had it for 7 weeks and had an MRI done 5 weeks ago.

When I called fro the MRI results 4 weeks ago, I was told by Physician's assistant that the MRI was negative. So I tried resting it for 2-3 weeks to see if it would improve. No luck. When I told the Dr. that I was frustrated by the lack of improvement and that I knew that MRI had been negative, he said well it really wasn't normal. There was damage and debris floating in the joint but the damage didn't show up on enough views to make it diagnostic.

So I have now wasted three weeks where I could have had the SX and already begun rehab. It will be 3-4 more until I can get it done.

Really irritating.

As I've said before . . . DOCTORS ARE MORONS!!!

Sorry, though. *hugs* Hope you feel better soon.
 
hugs raven.... I can tell where NOT to get knee surgery... Now go ahead and skip the next part if you want too...

So, I started driving a little bit a few weeks ago. On Thursday I drove myself to class and parked, and the nice university bicycle cop with the NICE butt noticed that my handicapped dangly that lets me use the handicapped spots expired last Monday. He kindly doesn't write me a ticket, tells me to go to class and have a good day, and that he'd pass it around not to ticket me. I go off to class in my little purple chair....

On Friday, I print out my paperwork and take it to the orthopedist when I go to Physical therapy. My aide (the wonderful sexy Italian one, Mr. Rathbone, who brought me ravioli that day.) drives me, and she has plates on her car so I don't worry about the dangly. I don't drive myself because I'm too wrecked when I'm done to drive home. I've been practicing walking a little bit, among other things. I'm usually so tired I go right to bed after dinner.

So this morning, I get in my Volvo and I go to MVD to get a new dangler. I can't find a parking spot! So, even though my dangly is expired I parked in a handicapped spot. Hauled my body out of the car, crutched to the back door, leaned against the door, hauled out my little purple chair, unfolded it, sat down and wheeled into the building. This asshole cop held the door for me... How do I know he's an asshole? After watching me climb out of my car and fight my way into the chair he went out, read my dangly, and wrote me a $210 parking ticket. It was so expensive because I was "taking away a spot from someone who needs it." I know it was him but one of the road test people watched him do it. I didn't realize I had it 'til I got out to the car. I get back out there and the asshole, after watching me work my butt off to get out of the car, put the ticket in the center of the windshield, where I couldn't reach it. I would have had problems reaching it if I wasn't in the corset/wheelchair/brace/hardware of the week! So I went back in to the information desk and asked for help. The lady there was nice and came out and got it for me. She also said that when I go to court, it'll probably get dismissed. I called the court when I got home and asked if I had to come in on the day written on the ticket or if I could come in on a different day like you can for speeding tickets. I was told no, that I have do this whole song and dance routine to get the date changed or miss a morning of classes and an afternoon of therapy because it's on a fricken Wednesday.

The good news is that my Dr requested a placard for one year, though I may need it only for the next 6-8 months, depending on if I get more surgery. I'm not healing properly.... :(
 
We have a mobility card on our car because Master Gil is classified as disabled, He has bad knees and cannot walk long distances. The card enables us to park twice as long as it says on any parking signs and to park in the disabled spots.

I try to do the right thing when I'm out in the car alone, i.e. I don't park in the handicapped spots. I only park in them if I have to pick Master up from the hospital, I don't even use them if I've gone there by myself to get something or visit Him if he's stuck in there. The number of cars we have seen in the parking buildings, without a card, parked in the disabled spots makes me very pissed off :mad: Despite my gentle sublike nature ;) I wish the people who do that would have some sort of an accident and then NEVER be able to find a disabled spot....would serve them right!
 
graceanne said:
Thanks, y'all. Probably nothing, and I'm just stressing over nothing.



As I've said before . . . DOCTORS ARE MORONS!!!

Sorry, though. *hugs* Hope you feel better soon.

Thanks..:rose:
 
snowy ciara said:
hugs raven.... I can tell where NOT to get knee surgery... Now go ahead and skip the next part if you want too...

So, I started driving a little bit a few weeks ago. On Thursday I drove myself to class and parked, and the nice university bicycle cop with the NICE butt noticed that my handicapped dangly that lets me use the handicapped spots expired last Monday. He kindly doesn't write me a ticket, tells me to go to class and have a good day, and that he'd pass it around not to ticket me. I go off to class in my little purple chair....

On Friday, I print out my paperwork and take it to the orthopedist when I go to Physical therapy. My aide (the wonderful sexy Italian one, Mr. Rathbone, who brought me ravioli that day.) drives me, and she has plates on her car so I don't worry about the dangly. I don't drive myself because I'm too wrecked when I'm done to drive home. I've been practicing walking a little bit, among other things. I'm usually so tired I go right to bed after dinner.

So this morning, I get in my Volvo and I go to MVD to get a new dangler. I can't find a parking spot! So, even though my dangly is expired I parked in a handicapped spot. Hauled my body out of the car, crutched to the back door, leaned against the door, hauled out my little purple chair, unfolded it, sat down and wheeled into the building. This asshole cop held the door for me... How do I know he's an asshole? After watching me climb out of my car and fight my way into the chair he went out, read my dangly, and wrote me a $210 parking ticket. It was so expensive because I was "taking away a spot from someone who needs it." I know it was him but one of the road test people watched him do it. I didn't realize I had it 'til I got out to the car. I get back out there and the asshole, after watching me work my butt off to get out of the car, put the ticket in the center of the windshield, where I couldn't reach it. I would have had problems reaching it if I wasn't in the corset/wheelchair/brace/hardware of the week! So I went back in to the information desk and asked for help. The lady there was nice and came out and got it for me. She also said that when I go to court, it'll probably get dismissed. I called the court when I got home and asked if I had to come in on the day written on the ticket or if I could come in on a different day like you can for speeding tickets. I was told no, that I have do this whole song and dance routine to get the date changed or miss a morning of classes and an afternoon of therapy because it's on a fricken Wednesday.

The good news is that my Dr requested a placard for one year, though I may need it only for the next 6-8 months, depending on if I get more surgery. I'm not healing properly.... :(

:rose: *hugs* I hope your healing goes better. It really is a PIA with the handicapped stickers. I work at a University and have been going through the same stuff as you.

One day last week, I came in and couldn't find a spot because guess who was parking in a handicapped spot? A campus cop. Wonderful!
 
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Bandit58 said:
(....) The number of cars we have seen in the parking buildings, without a card, parked in the disabled spots makes me very pissed off :mad: Despite my gentle sublike nature ;) I wish the people who do that would have some sort of an accident and then NEVER be able to find a disabled spot....would serve them right!
My wife was really embarrassed when I walked up to a perfectly fit young couple, parking in a disabled bay, and said: "You are obviously disabled, but I am not sure lack of solicitude was what they had in mind when putting up those signs". :rolleyes:
 
In the UK cars that do not display disabled stickers can be clamped or fined if it is in a public car park, therefore its not often an issue in those particular parking spaces.

But supermarkest are under different by laws, they do not have the powers to do this.

Our local Asds (Wal-mart) has hit back.
Any car in their car park not displaying a disabled badge gets a bright green sticker stuck over on the windscreen which says.

"You don't have the right sticker to park here, so have one of ours. Have a nice day"
I have been told the glue used is a bitch to get off :)

I know this is a bitch thread but to brighten your day.
I saw a bumper sticker on a parked car that said

"Lost disabled husband and wheelchair

Reward given for the return of the chair"
 
shy slave said:
In the UK cars that do not display disabled stickers can be clamped or fined if it is in a public car park, therefore its not often an issue in those particular parking spaces.

...


"Lost disabled husband and wheelchair

Reward given for the return of the chair"


LOLOL

Luckily, I won't need it forever, and I don't use it already when I can get fairly close to where I'm going. I'll go ahead and park further away if I'm with someone who doesn't mind giving me a push. I was just frustrated with the cop. I mean, I think I actually mentioned it to the guy when he was holding the door for me, that I was getting a new placard. I just felt he did it because he was was on a power trip and being mean. It would be different if I was like the couple Andante saw and able bodied, or if it was written by a cop who hadn't seen me. But for the time being, I'm not, and he knew it. The lady from the information desk told me that the officers are told when they see something like that in DMV's case only, unless they actually see the person and they are not disabled, they're to be given the benefit of the doubt. Somehow this translated to "write the ticket anyway for the poor schmuck in the wheelchair."
 
Andante said:
My wife was really embarrassed when I walked up to a perfectly fit young couple, parking in a disabled bay, and said: "You are obviously disabled, but I am not sure lack of solicitude was what they had in mind when putting up those signs". :rolleyes:

You never know. I have a disabled thing for my window, cause of my knees and chronic exhaustion. You can tell by looking at me that I'm disabled, especially if I'm sitting.

Also, sometimes I'm sitting in there cause I'm driving my friend around. She's got rheumatoid arthritis and osteo arthritis. Both of use are severly brain dead (her do to pain meds, and me do to fucking anemia) so we're always forgetting her disabled thing. grr But either way, she can't walk very far - actually they're fitting her up for a scooter today. :)nana: ) So sometimes I'll be in the disabled area, waiting for her to get out of the doctors or the pharmasists or whatever.
 
Good point Gracie. The reason the girl who drove me Friday has plates is because it's a company car, and they're always transporting disabled persons. So they have handicapped plates on all their vehicles.
 
All my understanding Snowy , I am in your same situation right now as I had a shinbone and fibula multiple fracture and I had a surgery last month . So I am jumping around on my red crutches and must say one never notice how towns are hard for disabled till one doesn't find oneself in that critical situation !!

There are lots of place I used to go and things I used to do where for the moment I can't go because of the lack of basic measurements to ease disabled access.

I think after that experience I am going to seriously committ to fight architectural feature that denies access to the disabled .

At least i will be able to catch something good from this annoying awful experience I am going through .

My best wishes of fast recover *hugs* :rose:
 
snowy ciara said:
Good point Gracie. The reason the girl who drove me Friday has plates is because it's a company car, and they're always transporting disabled persons. So they have handicapped plates on all their vehicles.


Which is perfectly legit. I always try to give cars with the stickers the benefit of the doubt. You really don't know what is going on.
 
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I wish people would stop saying I look tired.
First of all it remonds me that I am.
Secondly it means old. they just don't know it.
 
snowy ciara said:
hugs raven.... I can tell where NOT to get knee surgery... Now go ahead and skip the next part if you want too...

So, I started driving a little bit a few weeks ago. On Thursday I drove myself to class and parked, and the nice university bicycle cop with the NICE butt noticed that my handicapped dangly that lets me use the handicapped spots expired last Monday. He kindly doesn't write me a ticket, tells me to go to class and have a good day, and that he'd pass it around not to ticket me. I go off to class in my little purple chair....

On Friday, I print out my paperwork and take it to the orthopedist when I go to Physical therapy. My aide (the wonderful sexy Italian one, Mr. Rathbone, who brought me ravioli that day.) drives me, and she has plates on her car so I don't worry about the dangly. I don't drive myself because I'm too wrecked when I'm done to drive home. I've been practicing walking a little bit, among other things. I'm usually so tired I go right to bed after dinner.

So this morning, I get in my Volvo and I go to MVD to get a new dangler. I can't find a parking spot! So, even though my dangly is expired I parked in a handicapped spot. Hauled my body out of the car, crutched to the back door, leaned against the door, hauled out my little purple chair, unfolded it, sat down and wheeled into the building. This asshole cop held the door for me... How do I know he's an asshole? After watching me climb out of my car and fight my way into the chair he went out, read my dangly, and wrote me a $210 parking ticket. It was so expensive because I was "taking away a spot from someone who needs it." I know it was him but one of the road test people watched him do it. I didn't realize I had it 'til I got out to the car. I get back out there and the asshole, after watching me work my butt off to get out of the car, put the ticket in the center of the windshield, where I couldn't reach it. I would have had problems reaching it if I wasn't in the corset/wheelchair/brace/hardware of the week! So I went back in to the information desk and asked for help. The lady there was nice and came out and got it for me. She also said that when I go to court, it'll probably get dismissed. I called the court when I got home and asked if I had to come in on the day written on the ticket or if I could come in on a different day like you can for speeding tickets. I was told no, that I have do this whole song and dance routine to get the date changed or miss a morning of classes and an afternoon of therapy because it's on a fricken Wednesday.

The good news is that my Dr requested a placard for one year, though I may need it only for the next 6-8 months, depending on if I get more surgery. I'm not healing properly.... :(

This man clearly must be evil. Please take him to court. I want to see him try to justify it after seeing you needed that spot and were getting a new permit.
 
brioche said:
I wish people would stop saying I look tired.
First of all it remonds me that I am.
Secondly it means old. they just don't know it.

Tell them they can "tired this" the nerve of some people! I'd want to slap the fuck outta them! *smiles sweetly*

Fury :rose:
 
FurryFury said:
Tell them they can "tired this" the nerve of some people! I'd want to slap the fuck outta them! *smiles sweetly*

Fury :rose:

Fury, it wouldn't be a good idea.
I'm the newest member of staff.
Also, I think they're just worried that I'm burning that candle at both ends changing the classroom.
It's an expression of concern, I think.
Either that or they're much more devious than I thought.
 
brioche said:
Fury, it wouldn't be a good idea.
I'm the newest member of staff.
Also, I think they're just worried that I'm burning that candle at both ends changing the classroom.
It's an expression of concern, I think.
Either that or they're much more devious than I thought.

LOL!

I've been there too and that sort of thing just really pisses me off!

Fury :rose:
 
Today I met with a friend who I hadn't seen in about 16 years. We got to talking about kink, and I found out why she divorced her husband. It seems he wanted her to like dogs more than she did (ie beastiality). Plus he wanted his daughter to like dogs as well. She was 7 years old at the time. When he spoke to his wife about it, her response was to grab the kids, leave town, and file for divorce. He is not allowed to visit the children unsupervised.
 
greenmands said:
Today I met with a friend who I hadn't seen in about 16 years. We got to talking about kink, and I found out why she divorced her husband. It seems he wanted her to like dogs more than she did (ie beastiality). Plus he wanted his daughter to like dogs as well. She was 7 years old at the time. When he spoke to his wife about it, her response was to grab the kids, leave town, and file for divorce. He is not allowed to visit the children unsupervised.

Geez, if he really wanted his daughter involved in anything sexual at seven years old even, much less bestiality, that would be pretty horrible. *shakes head*

Fury :rose:
 
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