I'm Going Insane

I'm still on workers comp because of that gross accident I had back last March. The one where I tripped and schmucked my shoulder and arm into a brick wall. I caused a lot of damage to myself, pulverizing about 3 inches of bone, killing nerves and muscles. As a result, I now possess a left arm which is about 3 1/2 inches shorter, doesn't move properly, and is completely numb in the shoulder area. It's almost totaly useless. A gruuu-some turn of events in my life. Notice I took the blame for it, the clumsy oaf I am.

On the horizon, I see myself returning to work this Friday, only part time, and in a lite duty clerical position, with the same company that at one time relied on me to manage their distribution services. It's the only job I could convince the big guys to create for me. Only half the salary though. Good thing compo pays me the other half. At least I still have my foot in the door, and now, maybe, I can create my own full time position at full salary, he-he-he. I'll get that office running so efficiantly, the administrative costs will be way down, and then, I'll make them an offer they can't refuse.

Some of my buddys think I'm nuts for wanting to go back to work when I can collect compensation payments for not lifting a finger. I'm totally fed up with sitting at home doing nothing productive. It's driving me completely insane. They're coming to take me away hee-hee-ha-ha-hoo-hoo....