We got news on Dad's knee and stuff and honestly I'm just... crushed.
I'm so sad. I'm so tired. I'm frustrated, I'm angry, and I feel empty inside.
I'm angry at the doctors (ohhhh the doctors... they're a whole other story), the lawyers, the insurance company, the state, the boards, and of course his workplace.
He's crippled for life in his back and knee. No one cares. They say nothing can be done to his work place for their negligence. They can't be punished for having an unsafe work environment and ruining his life.
He'll probably get the equivalent of a year's worth of wages (or less) for all this. For an upcoming lifetime of pain and suffering. And we're a low income family, a year of wage isn't much. He can barely work anymore and he's suffered physically and mentally through this.
I don't know guys... I don't normally like to talk about stuff like this publicly, so I really had to convince myself to post this. I just feel... horrible.
I guess... there's no real justice in life.
I know this just sounds weird and tacked on, but if anyone wants to tell me about their dolls or send me a picture of their doll/dolls, I wouldn't mind. It'd help take my mind off this a little bit... plus I need some motivation to finish up... I was cleaning and sorting all my junk that's in the basement when we got news so now there's just a big mess sitting around and I don't feel like putting everything away.