The Brain and Who are “YOU”, Really???

I am struggling and to be honest, extremely tired… The body is not enjoying my experiment…

Several weeks ago a ER visit got me a CT scan of my pancreas, spleen, kidneys, gall bladder, all the way down to my coxis bone… showing what may be osteo-arthritis… and at 72 years old, that tale bone has met the cement on more than one occasion roller skating…

I knew that the beating at 5 years old was damaging, but until someone took a scan and said, hey, we found damage, I was only going on my memory and if you read the blog, well… That’s not as good as I would like, only because???

Amnesia…

The CT scan from 2015, showed the injury to the spleen and if the spleen had injury, so did the pancreas…

At 5 years old, you have no fat, or I didn’t and your bones are soft, so when Freda Bagwell beat me with that 2 inch thick upholstery ruler, she injured me from my skull to my feet… see the picture…

Those aren’t stains, those are bruises or broken bones and she told me get in the picture or take another beating… I got in the picture…

***I am the little one and if you look, you can see I am bruised or have deformed body parts from my head to my feet…***

So why the write???

Chemistry and the human body!!! Want to know confusion??? Chemistry!!!

I never got more than a couple years of advanced education and chemistry was not part of that education, so I struggle with the things our body does, when science explains it in a way, that is like talking to a lawyer… Double talk!!!

After watching the, “Cholesterol Code” on Prime the other night… I have been doing a lot of back tracking over my 72 years of life and I can honestly say, my existence has been based on science that is false…

I am one of those people who produces the kind of cholesterol that will clump together and cause major blockage giving you arteriolosclerosis and I was told I have that only because…

I have mild blockage in my aorta that was picked up back in 1978 on a regular x-ray and the CT scans caught it again… Only one problem….

Mine is from blunt force trauma, the night I died in Big Sprigs, Texas, at 13 years old…

TSgt. Don Bagwell took his fist and punched this 13 year old girl, weight less than a 100 pounds, in the chest, stopped my heart and left that small amount of plaque…

No scan or X-ray taken since that 1978 picture has ever shown any more blockage or deposits, anywhere!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But you gotta take a cholesterol drug!!!!!!!!

Yea, after watching the Cholesterol Code, I now know, I am one among millions with this condition and I have been living by science, that got it all wrong, only because???

Big pharma made a drug and wanted to make billions and all of us were the guinea pigs…

I quit my statin the other day… Not my first time quitting it… I bitched it was impacting my brain and got told I was full of it… Well, not so full now am I?????

My body, my health, has been one cluster fuck after another, because medicine got it wrong and wouldn’t listen… and when you have men telling women this is how their body works, well you are going to get a lot of women screwed up because, man is about as dumb as 2 blondes doing a jello wrestling match… Neither beneficial, but it is entertainment…

Friday we get our wellness check up and I am requesting the enzyme test for my pancreas… It could be a couple months, before I get to see a doctor…

As a veteran, waiting up to 9 years for a surgery is not unusual… But you keep praying to that god, to keep the invaders out… VA and military health care is in the toilet and worse…

So, since I know it will take a while to see that specialist… I push for the tests that will prove once and for all…

It was never my hormones, it was never my thyroid, it was never my anything…

It was a injury from a beating at 5 years old, that no one got right, until I went to the ER and started the discovery myself…

So now what do I do???

WELL!!! It is a struggle of wills against myself and cravings….

POT or medical marijuana was going to go bye bye, but it helps Homer’s dementia, so that’s here to stay… and it helps with my topsy turvy tummy…

Now comes the fun part… Eliminating things from my diet and figuring out which ones are the trigger for the brain fogs and brain fatigue and lack of sleep and increased pain and up and down all night hitting the throne!!!!

I am not doing too great at this point…

Yesterday I made Oatmeal bars and they have 2/3 cups regular sugar and 2/3 cups brown sugar and 1/2 a cup of shortening… That’s a lot of fat and sugar and I ate 2 before bed, no reaction…. Why???

Dinner… Dinner consisted of pasta shells, fried bacon broken up, cool whip and a couple raw eggs, mix the egg into the hot pasta with parmesan, add the bacon and you got a pasta dish, high in fat and sugar… but… I made whole wheat rolls for dinner to help balance the input of the fat and sugar…

It worked… No issue during the night and no throne visit unexpectedly… Normal function this morning…

Night before that I had 2 strips of Twizzlers and yea, my body wasn’t so happy…

So it is a balance of finding the right combination of fats, sugars, starches etc, that won’t trigger a pancreas flare, only problem… Yesterday’s dinner triggered non stop spasms while I ate and that tells me, the food was too dense and too heavy for my hiatal hernia and it’s a meal I won’t make again, even though it’s one of Homer’s favorites and it’s so easy and quick when you are busy… oh well…

I am eating other meals, between now and my next appointment, so that I know I am on the right track and no I won’t go back on a statin… I haven’t got plaque making my life hell…

It’s all about my metabolic system being so out of whack since the beating at 5… It’s amazing I don’t have diabetes and I was positive for pre-diabetes for over 4 decades and never went there, because I was always watching my diet… evidently not watching it well enough or I wouldn’t have issues…

I expect the doctor to tell me, when ever the VA gets me seen, to do what I am already doing or going on medication… and if you read my blog… I am one of those humans that drugs and body and brain, they don’t dance well together…

My day started at 4AM, which really was 5, but, I woke alert, brain fog non existent, with mild discomfort in my gut, like I have felt since the beating at 13… So, I’ll take it…

Have a wonderful day… I hope to get to feeling enough energy to write about my memory amnesia trigger, the anniversary is the 7th when I told Homer my memory…

I remember…

VA means Veterans Administration