It’s Old, but I know It?!?

I wrote about the snake dance and how muddy it was out back in acreage and I probably saw a Indigo snake, but, that mud made it hard to pull and push that rear wheel driver mower and my leg hasn’t let me forget it and that’s been a while???

This is a old injury and it is trying so hard to let me know, something, and that it is continuing to bother me this much time later, so much so, I am popping NSAIDS and extra strength tylenol, just so I can sleep at night, it hurts that bad, and walking… ???

This limp is familiar, I have done it before and not as an adult!!!

I don’t expect any of the violence that the brain bleeds smothered to ever come back…

I accept what the neurologist told me, I likely will never see those memories again, only one problem…

My body remembers!!!! And that is how I busted my mother and father, when the amnesia hit after I left home…

Every injury has a story, be it my hands, fingers, arms, neck, back, thighs, legs or head… Those injuries all show up on either nuclear bone scans or on MRI’s… ALL of Them and that’s not counting internal injuries…

I have lived with mass adhesions since I was 13 after the death beating happened…

I feel tired all of a sudden…!!!

We might have that parasite going around, even though I washed everything or it could be, we are both worn out after fighting to fix that 5th wheel…

Either way, it’s a inside day and not much going to get done… (I have had a low fever for a couple days)…

Homer and I forget, we are getting older, because we just don’t like being idle, we prefer being active and enjoy our evenings being idle… because we earned it…

Nothing else going on… the estate will be what ever the judge makes it and I will do what ever I decide to do… More like a birthday surprise party if I have my way!!!

Pups are thriving, now a year old… Other than hot, humid and just flat out yucky… It will be a good day… I hope you enjoy yours… Unless something hits the old grey cells, not much writing today…

I remember…

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About Me

I am Maggi, given that name on Okinawa during the Vietnam war by a group of Marines in transit at Naha AFB… At 17 years old I didn’t know I was missing memory… I had lost the first 17 years of life and was about to embark on a journey of intrigue, murder, rape, military coverup and live a life, most only dream about… Will I ever remember my youth or will I always walk in shadow not knowing who I was…

This is my story of survival…