June 17, 2013
Banality Intercedes
My Dad had a hernia operation Wednesday following close on the heels of mom's gall bladder surgery. I've been mister butler man for a bit, doing all their errands as well as the lawn and garden stuff. Dad isn't supposed to lift anything for a week and then has a gradually increasing weight restriction for a further five weeks. Thus, Friday, when I drove up in the van from work and noted my dad in the front yard hauling around a bag of pine cones, my response was...
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...but in a rather less calm fashion.
He seems to be of the opinion that pine cones do not possess mass. Despite my lack of any formal credentials in physics or botany, I am almost certain that this is not the case.
On what Dad insists is a completely unrelated note, shortly thereafter, he became aware of considerable pain and there was concern that he might have to return to the hospital. Friday was consumed by worry to the exclusion of sleep.
At this point he does seem to be doing better and can now get in and out of bed unassisted. Today I got home to find he had driven my mom to the beautician. This was worrisome but it does indicate that he's improving well. Thus, I can relax and sleep without fear that every little sound might be a catastrophe.
In other news. I don't own a van. I was driving theirs because my '82 Cressida finally had the radiator die. I can't actually complain about this. After 31 years it was pretty much due. I should be reunited with double the gas mileage, comfortable seats, A/C, MP3 and surround sound tomorrow.
Finally, I just got a letter from the VA indicating that as a disabled Veteran I'm to be paid $625.70 a month in education benefits and that these benefits have been accruing since 2009 when the VA lost track of me after I moved.
Well, given how tight money's been after all the medical bills and missed work, this would be a most welcome development aside from one awkward fact.
I'm not disabled.
I seem to have huge amount of money following me that should be going to people who, unlike me, were wounded in the service of their country. There's a number to a robot to verify my enrollment but no way to cancel or clarify the situation. I'll talk to the VA office at school Wednesday. Hopefully, they can resolve this mess in short order.
He seems to be of the opinion that pine cones do not possess mass. Despite my lack of any formal credentials in physics or botany, I am almost certain that this is not the case.
On what Dad insists is a completely unrelated note, shortly thereafter, he became aware of considerable pain and there was concern that he might have to return to the hospital. Friday was consumed by worry to the exclusion of sleep.
At this point he does seem to be doing better and can now get in and out of bed unassisted. Today I got home to find he had driven my mom to the beautician. This was worrisome but it does indicate that he's improving well. Thus, I can relax and sleep without fear that every little sound might be a catastrophe.
In other news. I don't own a van. I was driving theirs because my '82 Cressida finally had the radiator die. I can't actually complain about this. After 31 years it was pretty much due. I should be reunited with double the gas mileage, comfortable seats, A/C, MP3 and surround sound tomorrow.
Finally, I just got a letter from the VA indicating that as a disabled Veteran I'm to be paid $625.70 a month in education benefits and that these benefits have been accruing since 2009 when the VA lost track of me after I moved.
Well, given how tight money's been after all the medical bills and missed work, this would be a most welcome development aside from one awkward fact.
I'm not disabled.
I seem to have huge amount of money following me that should be going to people who, unlike me, were wounded in the service of their country. There's a number to a robot to verify my enrollment but no way to cancel or clarify the situation. I'll talk to the VA office at school Wednesday. Hopefully, they can resolve this mess in short order.
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Is that from your service in the Coast Guard?
Posted by: Steven Den Beste at Mon Jun 17 15:28:59 2013 (+rSRq)
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Yes. The confusion probably stems from my service related injuries.
Posted by: The Brickmuppet at Mon Jun 17 15:34:17 2013 (F7DdT)
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There's also a slight chance that Congress redefined "disabled Vet" so that it covers your "service related injuries".
By the way, how is your effort to get credit for your recetn Japanese class going?
By the way, how is your effort to get credit for your recetn Japanese class going?
Posted by: Siergen at Mon Jun 17 20:04:25 2013 (Ao4Kw)
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That's what I was thinking - though I know a close approximation to nothing about any of the specifics.
Moderately Inconvenienced Veterans Education Benefits?
Moderately Inconvenienced Veterans Education Benefits?
Posted by: Pixy Misa at Mon Jun 17 20:14:51 2013 (PiXy!)
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I've Felt Better Veterans Education Benefits.
Posted by: Wonderduck at Mon Jun 17 22:16:30 2013 (4qAlp)
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Donate the excess to a charity that assists wounded veterans in a more efficient manner?
Posted by: Mauser at Tue Jun 18 15:48:34 2013 (cZPoz)
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