A stormy nigh GOOD MORNING!!! to you all! Yup, thunder and rain last night in So. Cal. It was cool to listen to as the lights flickered in the house. Caused Pops a bit of confusion. Nothing big though. A welcome break from the heat.
Think About it Thursday Ed-vise today. Cause it’s THURSDAY! Time to THINK!
The Veteran’s Administration is a HUGE federal agency. When I say huge I mean it is a massive entity dedicated to providing for veterans and prior service people. Truckloads of money go into it and it is understaffed in a big way.
Pay is low, hours are long. It needs a lot of medical professionals along with all kinds of other staff.
To provide for vets and their families, the VA created processes. Those processes screen a person into the system to ensure eligibility for benefits and recordkeeping.
I bet when it was first set up a vet could simply walk up and get services. Naturally, as a problem came up, a massive amount of regulations and procedures went into play to make sure such “scandals” never happened again. Then, add to it lawyers getting into the mix along with everyone else that wants some of the money and PRESTO! More rules and regulations.
When the spouse of a dying vet shows up, they face what has become a beast. A multi-headed dragon; an imposing wall. Walk up to the high rise hospital and look up. Think of that building as a fortress and you can feel how daunting it would be to simply enter and ask a question. It makes a person feel small. Then, when you are alone, well, you get the picture.
Mom has been dealing with the VA off and on now since Pops went the way he has. Brother in law is doing his best to help but he doesn’t read my blog.
Think About It. Whenever you are dealing with an administrative agency, they have boxes you MUST check. You might hate the boxes…it does not matter. You might see the procedure as stupid…it does not matter. You MUST do the dance to check the box if you want the benefits. Failure to do so will result in not having benefits.
Mom wanted the whole thing done without checking the boxes. Fortunately, she had someone like me to ask “who will show us the dance and boxes to check.”
We now have that person’s number. They are a veteran social worker. And they will receive a call today.
Sometimes, the beast demands a dance. If you do so, the beast will bestow it’s gifts. Otherwise, you are on your own.
I’m just saying
That’s it for today. Take care of yourselves. Check in on each other and remember when an archaeologist finds a dinosaur leg bone, it becomes a…SHIN DIG!!! HAHHAHHAHAHAHAHA…RAWR! Thanks College!