Now more than ever I want a time machine. I want to work with people like your fathers. I work with children and its infuriating. I work hurt, sick, and just about any other ailment until I drop. They go home with a belly ache. To be honest though, I might look into disability, at least a little, so I don't wind up permanently broken.
For an example, I work with a lazy lady who sprained her ankle, pretty badly at that. She's been out of work for 6 weeks. Six Weeks! I have two herniated discs in my neck, degenerative arthritis, and all sorts of other maladies that go with it, like nerve damage, and I've missed 8 full work days in 6 months for it. All the while, she's collecting unemployment and workman's comp (she didn't even hurt it at work, just came back and rehurt it to get it). I got nothing, couldn't get anything if I tried. Where's the justice? Ugh.
Tomorrow will be the 9th day, as I reinjured myself today, and had to go to the doctor.