As of today, my GP granted me the OK, to return to my full duties at work. I did not even ask, he came into the room, big smile, and blurted it out. I was in “mild shock,” at just what happened. It even took a few seconds to sink in my head of what he said. He also updated my list pills, adding a few new ones to my list. Then that was it. The visit was over? I booked another appointment for October, and check-up, and I was out on the street again. Weird.
Feeling happy that I can return to work put me on a new high. Some of my friends ask, why. Simple, I do not work for a union job, so no benefits, I’m just a plain ordinary Canadian, who needs to work and pay taxes, and make babies, who will pay more taxes in the future (OK, not the last part.)
Friday, September 6, 2019, I am allowed to work again. I nice feeling knowing that I almost went to the poor house, Thank you credit card. Still waiting for the E.I. money to show. Figures that Canad let me down. Why do I votes for these people? Oh yeah, I believe in Democracy. Of course this only works if you do not need the Government to live.