When working with the Veterans Administation, persistence is the key. We have been fighting for my veteran to be medically retired and have all the benefits that includes for oh, about two years now. Maybe longer. I lose track because I have four kids and I can’t even remember where I parked my car or left my keys or what I ate (or forgot to eat) for breakfast. I do pretty well just to remember which kid goes where each day.
And finally, hallelujah and praise Jesus, we got his paperwork approved! I probably shouldn’t be celebrating that the VA agrees with me that my vet is disabled but I do because that means he gets rewarded for his sacrifice. That bill for America’s freedom that each wounded veteran’s family pays every day will now be recognized and rewarded by the VA, despite the fact that my vet’s wounds are invisible. Of course there are stipulations and regulations (it wouldn’t be a government entity if there weren’t) yada yada yada but thank God almighty we are free at last.
We are freed from having to prove his conditions over and over. Do you know how bad things have to get to prove an invisible condition like PTSD? Let’s just say go past unbearable, turn right at untenable and you’re there. We’re freed from having to worry about choosing his health or a job that won’t help his health at all. There is freedom from explaining our situation to the thirty-seventh person at the VA and sending and resending information and filling out the small file cabinet and three boxes of paperwork that it took to make this happen.
We are beyond grateful that I have a job and we have healthy kids and that we have great friends and family surrounding us. Now Mr. Wonderful is going to have the opportunity to focus on getting better, trying new and different therapies. We’ve already begun working out and eating right and we will continue doing our part to make his health one of our top priorities.
And thanks to some bulldoggedness on our parts, we are finally finished, at least for now, with this part of our battle. It’s a good thing, because we are weary and bone-tired.
But we’re still standing.
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I’m thrilled that you finally got to this point! It seems odd to say congratulations considering this is a result of a medical illness, but yet I feel the need to say it. So, congratulations for standing up to the government bureaucracy!!
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Thanks friend! I know, it’s weird but hey, that’s how we roll lol:)
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That is fantastic that you kept on fighting and finally were rewarded. Yes, PTSD totally sucks, I hear you there, but now hopefully your family will get the support they so deserve. Hats off to you for being a fighting mum and looking after your tribe. I hope things improve soon xx
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Makes life a little easier being medically retired. It does me anyway. Now I can focus on the big things in life like my relationship with God, my relationship with my wife, my relationship with..you know..yada yada yada…
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That’s right! That’s where we are as well:) Thank you!
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🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏Love you my sweet friend!!!❤ so many people get discouraged with the VA, and rightly so…..thank goodness you were persistent….keep fighting the good fight….our veterans deserve only the best!!!
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Amen sister, love you too and thanks for your support! I know your family gets this:)❤️
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Thank you so much!! I know they will just by the fact we don’t have to keep fighting this particular fight. Others yes, but not this one, woo hoo!!
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Wonderful news. Thank you both for your sacrifice and I’m glad hubby will finally get what he deserves.
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Thanks so much! This takes such a load off his shoulders, he deserves this peace of mind:)
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