An the Beat Goes On…

Sonny & Cher… interesting couple…

After the cops left, the most we heard, was loud music, but no boom boom boom… but the sun hasn’t gone down yet…so…

I charged my fancy camera, set outside and played with the settings and no, no night vision, but I do have an external flash, so that should do the job… if it works… if not, it will be daylight pictures… they’ll screw up eventually… all kids do…

No ordering cameras.. the Ring is the best for the money at this time… so, the most I might do, pick up a new lens for my Nikon…

The day has been long, been up since 1AM…. an did get a decent nap in, so I can make it to bed time… but it was curious… what I thought would happen, didn’t… no fog… from being so tired… this tells me volumes about moments in time, in my past…

The more I read about spinal cord injury and how it impacts the brain… the more it looks like, spinal cord injury happened anytime after 6 months old… and was repeatedly injured over the years until the last blow at 17…. and then the fall on Japan, while camping, the operating table at the El Paso VA in 2011…. Each one of those moments, injury caused to the spinal cord, stole time from me….and I know who and how each injury was done…

So the fog, that they tried to put off on FMS… was never Fibromyalgia…

It was spinal cord injury and several of them… and the worse one was Texas, that one, gave me the TBI in the front temporal lobe and the bleed on the brain… but I got a feeling that bleed on the brain happened more than once…Alabama, Texas, Japan & Okinawa… enough stain on the brain to make sense…

So mini strokes I guess is what the bleed would be and the TBI was blunt force trauma and the spinal cord SCI….. happened numerous times in the Bagwell household… just wow on christians… Trump is sure showing your true colors… in spades, clubs, hearts, diamonds, yada, yada, yawn….

Hubby back from walk, time to close the day out with a nice hot shower, big bowl and some science about the Universe….

Have a nice evening… I’m going to sleep like the dead, until they wake me up….

Adorable Spite… survivor of Hawaii’s bully’s….

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