Well, I bought a proper brace…

I asked the VA if they had a wrist splint with an abducted thumb for my partially fractured scaphoid and they replied that I would have to see a VA provider and “they’ll tell me what I need. ” Like I’m some kind of idiot! Condescending doesn’t even begin to describe the tone of that response. If I know to ask them about such a thing, chances are pretty good that I’ve already talked to a doctor, and I have! I found a brace at a medical supply shop in town and they had one for $60. Since my follow-up with my VA doctor isn’t until mid-next-week, and bodies continue to heal as best they can despite our silly schedules, I dropped the $60 on the brace in hopes that this fracture will heal correctly and not get broken the rest of the way, which would require surgery to fix. I fully intend on climbing in six weeks’ time! I’m not the happiest person in the world right now, but I keep reminding myself that it could be a lot worse.

I really just need people to stop treating me like I don’t know what I’m talking about. That’s what bugs me. I’m sure there are plenty of things I don’t know about in this world, but I know who to ask when I don’t know the answer, and I follow up. I don’t know why people have to be so pompous and full of themselves when I act intelligent! I always get the best reactions when I act dumb or oblivious. Heaven forbid anybody know what they’re talking about except that one bean counter in the far corner of the office! We need to treat each other better all the way around! Most people are more intelligent than we give them credit for. Even idiots deserve the respect that we afford every other human being.

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