OMG, the doctor was such a jerk!

First off, he had to be at least 80 something. He had that hunch back thing going on and a toupee. And he kept snorting through his nose.

He sat down and read the front page of my file...He goes "Pacific Bell cable splicer...I know what the problem is..."
So, I go "What" He goes "A woman doesn't belong in that job...you need to find something else."

Uhhh, @#*$&* you! But of course, I had to stay nice.

And then, he was asking about what I used to do and stuff. I was telling him that I used to compete in Muay Thai until this...and that now I can't. And started trying to blame my injury on Muay Thai. I said that wasn't the case, that I'd boxed and been athletic all my life. (Ok, a little fib on my part!)

Well, he tilts his glasses down and goes "You don't look athletic to me." I go "Yeah, I have gained some weight lately." He goes "How much?" I go "Thirty pounds." He goes "Why?" And I said "Well, I am pregnant." And he goes "Honey, that is no excuse, pregnancy didn't make you gain all that." Well ^#@^ YOU!

So, I left a little disgruntled. Did he really have to point out that I'm over weight right now? On the brighter side (well, sort of) I have some atrophy in my right side. My right arm measurements were nearly an inch smaller then my left. That's is at least physical proof that I'm permanently damaged. I was worried that they'd try to make me out to be a liar. So, anyways. That is my story. I kind of have a feeling that this guy being the chauvenist he was will try to say I can't do my job any longer.