ompa lumpas

So I relized that all I do is complain about Fran lately. I got tired of it, so I got a new subject to talk about. Ompa Lumpas. We have one at WalMart. His name is Roy. Great guy, he got me out of the funk I have been in with Fran. We talked for a little last night, and he said to always remember to never take it personal. Even if management is a caring one, injuries are still money out of the pocket. Even though WalMart is huge, no one likes to lose money. Plus he said Fran is a strong and simpleminded person. I did good by not laughing. He also mentioned that even if he didn't like someone, they would not know because it is easier to be friends or friendly to get work done. Kinda scared me for a second, wondering how he felt about me. But I know that it doesn't really matter. As long as we get along at work, and things get done, it's ok. He went on after this to mention that action alley has gone to shit since I have been in the chair. Now I know he at least respects my work, and probally does like me. Roy also mentioned that he "tip my hat to you" for coming in injuried and doing whatever I can. Even if it doesn't seem like much, it's that much less for someone else. So I felt much better and started to sing again last night. That was dissapointing to some of the staff.
I also went to therapy today for the first time. They hooked me up to a mini car battery and shot meds into my knee. I finally got someone to show me on the little models what I did. Apparently I got the ligaments inflammed, and they have pretty much stayed that way. Since it is all swollen inside, it caused pain when I moved on the outside. Makes sense. So I go back tommrrow morning to get shot again. I have my next four appointments after that planned too. Maybe then I will be good to go at work. I might be having fun and making motorcycle noises in the wheelchair, but it is still driving me insane. Especially now that I am in the fitting room all night, retagging the stuff without tags and unwrapping thongs. Sounds fun, I know. Trust me, it's not all that great.
So that is the happy update for this week so far. If I get hooked up and shot again, I will let you know. It turns your leg red with bubbles on it too. Kinda neat. I hope to talk to Fran soon now so this can all be put in the past and I can concintrate on getting back to my action alley and back room. Never thought of how much I miss my work. Weird....