…my knee is shot to hell again. The one that had surgery, that forced my premature resignation from my first Silicon Valley job, has started to hurt in a very different way – and has started to impact my ability to walk. NOT CISED.
The great relief here is that not only do I have my own insurance this time, but I have more than three sick days a year. If I’d pulled up with this back in 2007-08 on my last job, I’d have to suck it up and walk it off. Even as it is, I’m hoping I can get anything that I need done to it done at work, so to speak, but it may not be my call. Memo to all the fainting goats who wail that “socialized medicine” will mean waiting lists and an inability to choose your own doctor…that’s what we have RIGHT FUCKING NOW. Don’t believe me? Ask a person I know who was hospitalized with an infection and had to change hospitals halfway through because her insurance WOULDN’T PAY FOR THE FIRST ONE.
I’ll probably have something more philosophical on this front later, but I have an early morning tomorrow…