How Dry I Am, well Not Anymore???

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Some days, you just got to be who you really are….

After our trip to the Vet for a check on Louise’s ear infection, we got them to settle down after we got home, took them for a stroll and above , well the video speaks for it’s self… No Madonna on this end, but the results are just as good…

They fell sound to sleep, the house is quiet…

The whole time we are gone, I am fighting the vomit issue… No pot since last night and my body is telling me, food, it’s not on the menu… That’s the only reason I smoke pot…

So food is on the menu….

A lot of people on social media made suggestions and tomorrow after another appointment, we are going to hit the pot store and see what they have in edibles, but vaping, I tried before and needles, I got a phobia, I wouldn’t even give Homer his shots in his belly he had to take for 20 years… ewwwww….

I doubt I can do the edibles either, only because this little issue, I don’t speak about much, is in my salivary glands and they make that area in my mandible very touchy and it’s been like that since Don hit me upside the head on Okinawa, the last blow any human gave me and I was 17…

The immediate reaction, I went to the NCO club with some GI’s and they ordered me a Sing a pore sling, spelling, but anyhow, instantly I had issues with my glands and I dismissed it… I was only 17…

Well that went on till now and it didn’t matter and it doesn’t matter what I put in my mouth, I will get a reaction and it has dictated my diet and my tastes ever since…

I brought this up to doctors, ENT, GASTRO and Dental and not one said or did anything… They were military doctors, enough said…

Well, the more I read, and honestly, I feel brain dead, trying to keep everything straight and make sure I understand, but… Everything I read, says I could have a stone in my gland, well gee, if so, why do both sides do the identical thing??? Stones in both sides??? Yea I don’t think so, but, never say never and doctor I am not…

So I will ask for a referral to a ENT and get it checked out and eliminate it… Because to be honest…

I will have to eliminate things to pinpoint the real medical issue, just so I can shove it down the VA director’s throat and then back up his or hers ass!!!! Why???

If I want to make the system pay, I have to prove, I have to get the tests, I have to fight…

Because federal employees, they are just happy to do their job description and I guarantee you, they don’t step outside it, that job description, unless they are human…

Not many federal employees are that loyal or responsible…

I know, I started working as one back in 1971 and I saw so much corruption in federal and military service, so for real peeps who are going crazy for what is happening now!!!!

It never stopped after the McCarthy years, it just went underground and the federal employees have a black ball system that will hurt anyone fighting for any kind of justice and if what ever you are fighting gets into those employees hands, you can bet, you will get denied…

I know, I started fighting the corruption in the military and that was 1977…

So you people who think you know about the federal government, only know what you heard… Unless you worked it like I did…

You were fed propaganda for decades and just now figuring it out… I walked in 96, I got fed up…

Real reason for the write… Homer…

Because I know something is going on in my skull and it mimics what happened on Japan when Don beat me after I died in Big Springs, Texas…

I cough and my head on my right side hurts, right above the area of my eye that hurts and other things happen… Stuff I have lived with since at least the bleed on the brain in Japan… and when it ruptured then and caused the stroke, I knew when I felt it happen and the thunderclap in my skull hit, I did the mantra, so I would never forget who did this too me.. See the early blog pages… That mantra was key to solving the crimes…

So, because I want to eat and not me sick to my tummy 24/7… Homer is being reminded, not once but several times…

“You find me passed out, call 911 and tell them I had a brain bleed”!!!

I have to be able to eat and those MRI’s are not going to happen real fast, I am looking at weeks if not months… and in the meant time, me weighing nothing isn’t going to happen… I want to be able to eat…

So I smoked a bowl after we got home and the unhappy tummy is settled, though dinner will be light for me, because now my body is drained…

This all sucks because 2 christian adults couldn’t control themselves and taught their children to be just as hateful and deceitful…

I am soooooooooooooo tired of all this…

I want the energy to take on the system again and this doesn’t cut it…

Veterans die by suicide daily and we as a country and a people do nothing… but make suggestions… that’s so christian and not human… If they read the blog, the would hold that tongue…

Anyhow, the next few weeks or months will be cautious behavior and diligence… The bowl I smoked after we got home has my head throbbing, so I doubt the fistula isn’t there… It’s the same place that ruptured on Japan and I know…

I was there and it was my body… I wonder if the Borg are real???

Have a wonderful evening I am shutting down…

I remember..

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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…

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