Intuition told me that I had important mail today. I take out the garbage and yes, there is a post office delivery notification. It is addressed to 14-3 Imp des Lilas. So it is likely from the insurance company. I suspect it is something to tell me that my claim has been kiboshed. I will not know until after 1300 tomorrow which is when it will be available for pickup at the postal outlet, a six mile hike away.
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Tag Archives: Dr H
Cabbage
In a prior post, I gave a description of my current understanding of my injury. That my problems stem not from damage to functional sites, those areas of the brain that concern specific faculties such as language ability, or cognitive skills, but from damage to the arousal system.
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When the Levee Breaks
Hard to believe it is now Friday. On Wednesday, I saw Dr H. She is in her new offices which have a distinct Herman Munster dungeon quality. She feels the building is making her sick.
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