I used to have no fear of heights… Played in old factories, no floor and we would walk the pylons, no wider than a balance beem… Never fell, until….

A little back story…

We are in Alabama and I think that was Gunther AFB and I am 8 years old and Don has yet to go to the bay of pigs and the boob incident hasn’t happened yet…

I could go outside and have no issue with dizzy, or balance or anything… My injuries up to that point, 8 years old… Healed on their own and because I was a tomboy, I never sat still, until….

Sometime between these events my hippocampus was injured…

My sister would walk my sleeping body to the edge of the bunk bed and thud, I would hit the floor on my back… I was a back sleeper, and I prefer sleeping on the back and did until…. I couldn’t tolerate the pain from my back, that I didn’t realize was my pancreas… (Boy howdy I do now and does it ever explain the heart attack pain when it happens)…

So this routine of dropping me from that height of the top bunk, went on numerous times and we know that because of the nuclear bone scans the military did and it showed modeling all over my skeleton and the partieal region of the skull, that protects the hippocampus, which is super hard to injure… But not if you have repeated trauma…

I always thought the reason I flunked 4th grade was because of the Boob incident and in fact… My brain was injured and I did all the text book stuff you do when you have a bad concussion… Yet I would go onto to high school, which I do not have hardly any memories and I skip a grade after the bleed on the brain… (so brain trauma from infancy to the last blow in 1971/72)…

We were assigned to Japan and had agreed to stay another 4 years and I got sick after that flu virus killed so many… (They sent us back from Japan in 87, because of those nuclear bone scans, they thought I had Paget’s disease, they were wrong)…

By 1992, I was curious as to why I had issues and have been seeking those answers ever since…

Learning how much trauma can be inflicted on a little kid and that kid was me, is shocking to say the least…

I have calcium deposits all over my body and I have one near my spleen and that means it bled after the trauma… (Never been hit by any human, but family, ever, not even a bad car accident)…

Waiting on the MRI and appointment to see a gastro doc, again… MRI is new though…

I have hope that I can get more answers and proof of injuries I have always complained about, but without a CT or MRI, it’s a little hard getting the college educated to listen to you… I had to trick them into doing the MRI of the brain and once they saw those… Yea, they move a little faster on crap…

Have a wonderful day, we are gorgeous down in the gulf…

I remember…

Health care in USA is so bad, you have no clue, till you need really good care…

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