Well, the HR witch and I kissed and made up today. (It seems we both get snippy when we're frustrated. ;-)) What I had failed to understand, after submitting 6 dr.'s forms to her with more and more and more information that she asked for, is that she only accepts ONE form -- that would be hers. Why she couldn't have told me that before she drove my dr., his secretary and me apesh*t I don't know.

So, I didn't get to go back to work today because I didn't have the form. I'm sneaking in over the weekend (when she won't be there to see that I'm on company property when I'm not supposed to be), faxing the freaking form to the secretary at the office my doc is at on Mondays, asking the secretary also to fax a copy to my boss, and then I'm doing my regular Monday morning assignment, and Monday afternoon I AM FRICKING GOING TO WORK. And all that's going to stop me might be a trip to the hospital for a systemic infection, but that's another thread somewhere. :-)

Ugh. I just wanted to ask her, "Do you remember what the 'H' in HR stands for? And why aren't you treating me like one?" Very frustrating, but supposedly all is well now.

Candy