Here we thought there were only 58 Regional Offices where claims were processed. As old Doc Emmett Brown in Back to the Future might have said post-VBMS, “Where we’re going, you don’t need any VAROs”.
I recently filed with the Seattle Regional Office for my cryoglobulinemia and fibromyalgia. Recently is back in August 2012. I’m beginning to think like a VA employee and characterize time subjectively. At any rate, I filed. VA has been a buttwipe and refuses to recognize I am housebound in fact. They want 160% before they’ll give it to me. So be it. I’m at 146% now so a few more 10%s and 20%s will take me over the top. All this time and energy wasted on what is a no brainer annoys me. The SMC-S rule is dispositive. If you’re chained to the house and the water closet, you’re housebound. They feel that’s what Depends undergarments were designed for. Their favorite argument is always “Well, if you’re so friggin’ housebound, how come you still manage to make it to your appointments at the VAMC?” Gee, my daughter? My wife? Immaculate Transportation. DAV? They don’t have much of an imagination other than to say 100% does not equal 160%. Neither does 146%. End of claim.
Of more interest is what arrived in the mail last week. VA is now gathering evidence. This is the next phase after being put on hold for a year when you file a claim. The letter instructed me to “send it in”. I have already given them the Gutenberg Bible on it but I opted to do it all over. My C-file runs to seven volumes and takes up a whole file cabinet. What’s another 130 pages?
The instructions in the letter were to send it all to an address in Janesville, Wisconsin 53547. A quick parsing with Google© Earth reveals the above-a small industrial park with lots of low, one-story buildings, presumably not equipped with smoke detectors or sprinkler systems in the event of a fire.
As if this wasn’t odd, member Randy who is filing for secondaries in Denver tells me his claim has been farmed out to Janesville. Can it be we are seeing a new phenomenon? Perhaps they have subcontractors doing our claims in out of the way places. Are they VA employees? Are the records secure? Is Janesville just a fig newton of the imagination like Farmville? Do they do virtual claims there? All these queshuns an’ no answers. Hey, maybe the NSA infiltrated Google and merely substituted these images of Janesville to personally fake me and other Veterans out.
To get to the bottom of all this, I fired up the Google Go anywhere magic carpet ride. Going down to street level, we see the new “VARO” on the right of the picture adjacent to Foster Avenue. What is touted as a VARO looks suspiciously like an unsecured storage area with eight foot roll-up doors. I will always maintain I am not a conspiracy freak but this is a bonafide enigma.
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Wesley McCauley
Veterans Claims Help 
My father Antero P. Armentia is 97 years old suffering now for prostate cancer and my mother is 92 years old with sufferedfor pneumonia psychosis a claim for my brother Isidro who is self support both my parents, brother and sister my bother since his birth suffered with nervous breakdown with insomnia. My father is receiving $1662/ month not enough can increase it to a maximum rate my father C and P. I am hoping for adaptive automobile/ housing claim since 2012 up to now un materialized.
Engr. Clemente M. Armentia
This also means by next year we can expect to hear ” Good Morning. It is I, David, calling you from the VA about your good claim, sir.”
Here’s the deal with the Janesville office… their ‘mission’ is part of the VA’s attempt to electronify (made that up) everyone’s c-file. So what they do is scan in the received c-files, and send out notices to the subjects of same asking if they have any additional evidence to send them for inclusion into their c-file. I guess it’s better than just sitting on top of a cabinet challenging the structural integrity of the regional office floors. lol
But Mr. Bill, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh nooooooooooooooooo!!!. They already electronified mine when it went to the BVA. My RBA is 3715 pages and comprises seven volumes before I even started this journey. You’d be surprised at the volume of medical a VAMC grinds out on you when you spend a year at their Hotel.
Sorry, but I meant to say also that the building looks as though one drone strike would do the trick. Scary stuff. Good thing I have all of the originals in my possession.
I cannot spell the thought which came to mind after reading this because it appeared in many old spooky movies. Hopefully you get the drift. After being notified by the Janesville “office” I was called in to meet with the VA for another C&P exam. All of this due to a new claim for what I feel, is going to be related back to another SC illness. Something wildly good or insidious? Who knows but I will approach this like the HCV fight, full of determination with a dose of humor. I have found that I enjoy tweaking their noses as much as possible as often as possible.