A Good News Day.
Firstly, the antibiotics aren't having anywhere near as spectacular a digestive effect on me as they have been known to do in the past. Which is nice.
Secondly, although I am still almost-deaf in one ear, it's stopped oozing pus and isn't as painful any more as it was on Tuesday and Wednesday.
Thirdly, I've had two decent nights of sleep - little naps keep me going through the day but I need 8-10 hours of proper sleep a night as well in order to keep functioning. At the beginning of the week the ear was waking me up (probably because I kept rolling onto it), but now it's stopped.
And finally, I got a Nice Letter from the Department of Work and Pensions. As the disability claimants in the audience will know, disability benefits are split into two lots, the Incapacity Benefit (IB) which is the money you get to live off because you are incapable of work, and the Disability Living Allowance (DLA) which is the money you get whether you're working or not to cover the additional costs incurred by your impairment for day-to-day living such as tap-turners and kettle-tippers, taxi-fares, shopping delivery services, ready-prepared microwave meals, help with housework, or whatever else you deem appropriate. I'm currently working on a renewal form for my DLA but I'm much relieved by having had a letter today telling me that the IB50 form I filled out before Christmas to renew my IB was successful and therefore that part of my benefit will continue, with the next review not due for a couple of years.
The words "a weight off my mind" don't adequately express the relief I felt upon reading that letter.
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5 comments:
Phew, thank goodness! I know just how you feel - those brown envelopes are always scary to open too...
I'll be honest, a lot of the time I wait until someone's with me before opening them, because I know just how important the contents could be.
Hurrah! Oh yes, I know Brown Envelope Dread too well.
I usually find I can't actually understand what it says. I can tell what I *think* that it says, but I'm never sure until John has read it too. Seeing as he's an English graduate I figure he ought to be able to translate it into English as wot she is spoke for me. But then it's in Officialese, so maybe I'm being over-optimistic. Fortunately he hasn't been wrong yet!
This is it, you just can't afford to misunderstand letters like that.
I used to work helping disabled people through "back to work" schemes and into jobs (although I did not work FOR the Jobcentre, just had to deal with them a lot), and I got a fair handle on the mangled way those letters are phrased, but even so!
This one wasn't so bad - the exact phrase used was "This means your award of benefit or credits will continue." Too bad that line was halfway down page 2 of 4.
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