I Ain’t Got A Clue!!!

How long does it take you to learn something???

https://www.ainpc.com/2026/01/02/what-causes-short-term-memory-loss-issues

Before the last blow to my head on Okinawa, I still could read something and remember it or remember the events of things going on and I probably remembered the violence, even before and after the stroke at 14…

Now how do I know that???

Memories…

I wrote that the teacher at Kubasaki cornered me and told me I was capable of doing well in class instead of skating by, basically I wasn’t interested in immersing myself in government studies…

So one night before a test, I studied and I really am not sure, but I think it was A-… and he wrote on the test, told you so…

I think of that now and know, I remembered…

This was likely in the spring of 1971, after we moved into base housing at Naha… We had been in a hotel at outside Kadena and had arrived on island right after the riots and were escorted to our bus’s by military security police…

All this happened BEFORE THE LAST BLOW TO MY HEAD!!!!

After Don knocked me across the room and I let him and Freda know, there wouldn’t be anymore hitting of anyone in that home and went and did my thing…

I remembered… Until???

Went down to suicide cliff to the beach with a Ssgt Rastia and I have a news article from stars and stripes with his picture in my files and went snorkeling and as we laid on the beach to dry out, it hit and that’s when the bleed on the brain happened…

He carried me up those steps at suicide cliff and drove me home… By the time we got to base housing, I was kinda of out of it and went inside and dropped in the bed…

A day later, it was like nothing happened… MRI say other wise…

When I lost the memory, I can’t tell you for sure… The time line is getting clearer and I am seeing memories from those years, just not the memories I am looking for…. So Neuro was half right…

I still don’t remember every bit of the violence and may never… But my body does…

What has this to do with the write…???

I took a deep dive into DNA back in 2010 and I connected with numerous DNA cousins, one of which gave me the name AdorableSpite… The other cousin I have contact with, she told me I was instrumental in connecting the DNA dots… I helped others, but she is the one who has been in contact with me since 2010… We text a couple times a year…

Another thing I took a deep dive into was how to read MRI’s and open up the CD’s I have from my scans and used them to write the original blog back in 2017 when I started writing… MRI was a couple years later…

Now the caveate…. ???

I got no clue how to do either task!!!

DNA, no big deal, I got my answers and I don’t need the knowledge… The MRI cd’s I have… Those I need to open and take pictures of the bleed and the TBI on the brain… and I got zero clue…

Why is that???

Short term memory damage due to the moderate TBI….

I have been told since my military service I had short term memory issues, and no one could tell me why, till………. the MRI in 2019….

From 1972 till 2019… I had zero proof of what I said for decades, now why is that???

Because to keep things secret, you deny care and the military and VA screwed up on my care so often, I have panick attacks going near a base or VA facility and I don’t have the kind of money to have one more test…

Test the iron in the blood on my brain to pin point when those brain bleeds happened…

Anyone got $10,000 + they want to donate??? Yea didn’t think so… No, if I ever get that test, that means I took the feds down again and that could be a decade or 2 away and I am not exactly 39….

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…