Thursday, April 15, 2010

How Ironic

As some of you know, part of my Social Security Disability was hit so I had a drastic decrease in income, therefore, flying was the first to go in the budget. That is unless I stopped paying my other bills and eating. (I did want to lose a few pounds though.)

So I started my job hunt and on the second job try, not only did I replace that income, but I added in enough to get 4 to 5 more hours of flying a month. While I am leaving the office, after the initial interview and hiring (and working for an hour to see if I liked the job), the Cleveland Clinic called me with my appointment for my doctor for my medical exam to renew my medical. Didn't even get out of the office and the AME has my appointment set up.

Not a bad day, huh?

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Ooooops ... It's at the Post Office Box, Stupid

Each day for the past 3 weeks I have been waiting for the mail, impatiently. I see Renee walking dow the street, I dash to the box to see if my letter from the FAA is there, and, sadly, it never made it into my mailbox.

As few days ago while across town I went to my post office box and voila, there it is, an envelope from the FAA. Don't these folks read the letter that shows my MAILING ADDRESS is my physical residence? Guess not.

So the lines that I was waiting for was waiting for was in the letter. "The AME is authorized to issue you a third-class airman medical certificate bearing the limitation Valid for 12-months following the month examined, providing he/she finds you otherwise qualified".

So, now I have permission to take my medical exam and have my medical issued to me on the spot instead of waiting for Oklahoma City to review and approve it.

As for the mailing address issue, a 2 minute trip to the FAA wed site corrected that problem.

Now, I will see when I can visit Dr. Lang at the Cleveland Clinic. Wish me luck.