Impending Knee Surgery

Called & scheduled my knee surgery & got the ball rolling on my FMLA. Woohoo, yet another not-really-sick person can take advantage of one of the best things Clinton ever did for us!!! Of course, if the insurance doesn't authorize the surgery, well, all this stress & worry is for nothing & in 5 years, they'll have to approve a knee replacement. Give it up for preventative medicine, y'all.

I hate my job so fucking much that I am looking forward to a painful & potentially life-threatening procedure, & about 2 to 3 weeks of no money just so I can get the Hel away from the place. Not that I'll be going anywhere - I'll be stuck at home with my leg elevated & shuttling to & from physical therapy, but hey, it ain't the job. It was weird - I got this strange sense of power when I was able to schedule the appointment & a full-blown adrenaline rush when I called the MGM's 'Absence Resource Center'. This is how beaten I am - I need to call in sick to feel empowered & like I'm the master of my own time.

I need to start cleaning the house now so I won't be tempted by the general filth & do something stupid.