At 11:46am, Friday March 1st, I received the phone call I have been waiting for since June of 2000.

The Department of Veterans Affairs (VA) has finally admitted the military screwed up and granted me 100% disability!

When the call came in, I was already at the VA hospital arguing with a doc because he really thinks I should have my ovaries removed (another cyst ruptured this morning). I said and will always say NoNoNoNoNo! I like my hormones thank you very much. So I get moody. I LIKE being a BITCH! *winks* I was outside waiting for a taxi when the phone rang. When I heard the news I fell to my knees (the ONLY time you are seeing that happening) and burst into tears. The people around me must have thought I had lost it. *grins*

For me, this is going up against the Big Boys and winning. I fought the government on this and won. And the only reason I won is because I am the stubborn Bitch everyone knows and loves/hates. *winks*

So what does this mean for me? I am getting the hell out of West Virginia as soon as that check hits the bank (should be by St. Patricks Day). My life is my own again.