Permanent means forever

Apparently, the former editors of my college newspaper are not the ones who do not know the meaning of permanent.

As I have mentioned, they deleted the permanent folder where I had stored stuff I wanted kept permanently. I thought then this was the height of permanent silliness.

Yesterday, I got a letter from my para-transit service saying my membership was about to expire and I would need to reapply. Not a simply phone call or e-mail that I need to extend my membership. No, a full reapplication.

That means I have to ask my doctor to once again fill out the form that says 'this disability is: __ permanent __ temporary." And once again Dr. B will have to check off all the hurdles I would face trying to use regular transportation. Then I will have to go see one of the service's occupational therapists to determine that my doctor and I are not lying. As if anybody would want to use this service. Half the time, I am tempted to start driving again just so I need not use it.

This actually will be my second re-enlistment -- one every three years -- but last time I did not have to get my doctor to fill out the application. I only had to see their OT. The service drove me there, was way late and I missed the appointment and waited around in a crazy line. It was great.

A cynical person might wonder whether the service creates inconveniences lije this to weed people out.

I am sure the editors deleted the permanent folder because they assumed no one used it but them. Silly.

But without being cynical, I honestly have no idea why a permanent disability is only six years long.