It has been several months since I've heard from the last VESID counselor. She called me up on the telephone to remind me that I need, in her words, "a return to work" note from my doctor. I am brain damaged. I am not brain dead.
Let's see. Three years before I got to meet with a job handler. Three months for her to decide that I need such a note because I had told her in the middle of a vertigo attack that "this is getting worse."
sapphoq healing t.b.i.