I walked from the small patients room with fury.
I made it to the stairway before I couldn't go any further
I started balling...it took everything I had not to scream, to not rage. I invested every emotional cent I had left on that appt...
Two days later I said"something went wrong..."
" I know, we barely touched it." He said.
"I'm alive" I said as we both looked at the mostly full half gallon of gin.
Two days before the Dr that I had invested so much emotional coin on informed me that he was contractually bound by S.A.I.F. (the insurer) not to tell me what his findings were and not to give me any advice. "My hands are tied." Said the Dr.
I was injured on the job, through no fault of my own...and my life has been destroyed. I love my family and friends, love life and writing, but the only thing that has kept me going are my children...and when I left that fucking dr's office even that wasn't enough.
Souls Blood
Whole again
The way I was before
They took the pin Out of the wheel
And the spokes fell off
Broken and torn tattered and beaten
On the ground you'll find me bleeding
My soul’s blood out
Needing the world to be
A gentle place If but for a day
Knowing that one more Pain will take away
My need to keep breathing for real
On this hill I climb
It is the one on which you’ll find me
Making a final stand this once I choose
I will upright fight from
The top...
This is the hill worth
Dying on
Chris McQueeney
I wrote that piece in Aug of last year...June almost a year later and my physical life is the same
At a loss
Are we disgruntled today
are we gasping
and wheezing at a loss
for breath
cursing and ruing the day
the gas took our
life away
but did not cause
our death
Chris McQueeney 9/9/12 10:03P.M.
please look into the workman's compensation laws in your state and see if they are even beneficial to the worker...Oregon's are not. Today I am angry, and I am intent on going after them...but anger only lasts so long.
