Back in 2009 I am guessing on timelines, only because I haven’t looked up information to confirm, so we approximate until I write the book or short stories…

I paid for a DNA test on me, Homer, my sister, my son too I think… and what we found out confirmed who’s daughter I was, and we know that, because a cousin, contacted me that was from the Bagwell side of the family… and it showed, I was blood related to the Bagwell line…

What the test also showed, I had no genetic predisposition to anything or any disease… That was my first clue about fight or flight and that test was for cushings… El Paso Endo got it wrong, I never had cushings… It was all my brain doing in healing that was causing the levels, not a disease… sorry I digress… Lots of medical testing was done.. None was right on it’s outcomes execept to exclude me from those diseases…

Homer’s test came out like the Oncololgy test and were did we do our DNA tests???

23andMe…

I subsequently paid for my granddaughters and great gran kids tests also…

None came back with genetic issues… Speaks volumes for the choices they have made… Critical thinking and self awareness, has a long ways to go with those kids…

So why the write…

Freda had promised to test Don’s DNA, then after he is cremated she screams its too expensive… he died 2006… I paid for DNA tests for half a dozen people and didn’t break a thousand… yea… lies upon lies… But she could afford to help my brother and sisters buy homes and take trips to Europe and pay off gambling debts…

But she couldn’t do the DNA test for me???

Well we know that when she got married, she didn’t have a clue as to who the daddy was… She wasn’t a saint in the bedroom… and Mr. Linnen, my older borther’s dad gave me a earful, the day I contacted him after Don’s death and told him my thoughts on paternity and he proceeded to tell me about Freda’s prolific choices… Yea, christians are christian so they can lie, steal, cheat, adultrate and be just awful humans… (I know my boys daddies, including the rapist!!)

Anyhow… the DNA test was done more for confirming my paternity and proving…

Everything I was dealing with mentally and physically wasn’t inherited, unless you consider every blow from Don or Freda or my sister count as inherited… Then Okay, my injuries are genetic because they imprinted their bodies upon mine!!!

Once I underestood I was dealing with injuries, that’s when El Paso VA tried doing some tests, they were not very helpful, in fact it was like pulling teeth out of a healthy human, they didn’t budge much on my health care, so I quit using the VA and used my medicare till we got to Hawaii… (I have shelled out over $50,000 in dental and health care over the last 30 years because as a 100% disabled veteran, it don’t mean squat in health care, I am a woman, they are biased towards women and always have been)!!!

So I knew as early as the DNA testing and all the other tests done up to that point…

I was dealing with injuries and now it was try to figure out who and how I got those injuries…

It took me from 2009 till 2026, this year, to get the whole picture and it took people being people and my family showed me they are typical christians and not interested in humanit… It’s about what they think is owed them, not what they can do to help others…

So glad I chose a different path… It’s a few thousand dollars short on that path… But I learned a very long time ago when I had over $60,000+ cash in my hands after beating the VA in 1996… I knew… Money wasn’t the answer…

Answers to my questions were…

Life dealt me a hand I couldn’t pass on, other wise, why bother…???

I remember…

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