After basic training, which was a whole different experience, especially when you take emergency leave in the middle of it, for no other reason, than someone’s else’s selfishness or the hope that I would wash out… I didn’t…

No, after being set back for the leave and missing the class on foreign officers, and yep, we didn’t salute, another airman and I got another 2 weeks… and by that time, any hope of being stationed where my husband was, it was slipping away and my choice after that, would dictate both our lives…

Off to Vance I go on DDA (Direct Duty Assignment) to the Dental Clinic and it was a job I truly enjoyed and I have a story about a Yorkie in my dental chair, getting a scaling…

Things never work the way you think and bad things happened at Vance, especially a off base officer party that would leave me drugged and a lesson in life, along with the reputation that came with it… I lived maga, before maga existed…

When it is all said and done, I was supposed to meet a medical board, after my re-enlistment, but the rape and attempted murder of my kids on a federal installation and the nightmare of not knowing what was wrong with me… pushing me out, shipping us off to Japan, told ya… 1983 and out of the country we are whisked away and the coverup is official…

By 1984 I am registered as a disabled veteran for 30%, when It should have been 70+ in 1984 for PTSD… Women were treated as personality disorder and they didn’t recognize PTSD till years after my Honorable Discharge… So I started taking on the feds for the next 30 years…

During all this time I got to have so much fun!!!!

Bone biopsy, I promise you child birth is more enjoyable…

Over a dozen nuclear bone scans that kept showing the wildest things and I kept being asked the right questions… Only one problem…

Amnesia…

So tests that were out of hell, surgeries that should have never happened and decades upon decades of asking my mother what happened and when I asked my sister in 2017, when my memory trigger happened…

Discovery would happen…

From 1975 to 1994 I would marry and divorce… Liz Taylor beat me by 1… and with his support for the last 32 years… I found my way back…

I dated the top guns and I drove through hollywood in a Jag convertiblile… I traveled, and experienced life… I lived it and participated in it… I would be exposed to it, I left it, before I became one of them…

People think maga is new… No, it has existed since the McCarthy years and now, now, whole nations are victims… Like the Epstein survivors and me…

I remember…

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