HEY!

11/1/2017:  I was wondering why I had this sitting in the DRAFTS folder. I wrote it long ago, but my status is questioned now. I clicked on it and the computer tells me. There is error in the computer language. Fortunately, all I have to do is click FIX. This probably didn't exist when I made it a DRAFT. It would take me a lot of time to find and make corrections.manually.

I feel the same today as I did back then...don't ask me what happened. Ask that from who has care over me. They will continue to say I am not conscious. Ask them why. They'll tell you that in December 2016 I did not swallow. (Now I will bust up laughing. Swallowing can be lost in a stroke. I had a stroke.)
 
Hey, over here! But nobody sees me. Nobody hears me.

The "time has come today." I'm right here before you. It can be called a miracle until it is explained. I'm talking about me. I've explained some, but most of it lies in current theory. Besides, who am I to be explaining this? I'll tell you. I'm the person who this happened to. I'm the person who took the time to type this out with one finger. Yes, one finger. That's all I have. I had a brain bleed so debilitating, I could only open and close my eyes at first. It has taken me years to get up to that one finger.
 

I first wrote about it in Stroke Connection magazine, p 9. The title alone screams a clue. What kind of person would ask such a question? What kind of vegetable am I? I've been deemed vegetative. Oops. I recovered. So now what? I'm still "vegetative." It also says I heard you in a coma; a full-on, deep-sleep coma. I wasn't vegetative yet. I don't know what they teach now, but supposedly that wasn't possible.
 

So who was I? Maybe if you know that will get your attention. I was like any other person you work with. When the bleed happened, I had just taken a new job as a behavior therapist. Before that I ran a program for children with or at-risk of a disability. I knew. I knew what the big words were when describing the bleed or parts of my brain. I kept thinking, it's worse than child x who had a Grade IV bleed. At least that child could  drink from a bottle; not me, as I have a feeding tube. (I couldn't talk back, or people would see I was aware.)
 

People take technology for granted. It's the gains, though, that are responsible for me being here. I don't take it for granted.

 

People are skeptical of me, but not their iPhone. I found something on the Internet to say otherwise.

"Resolution appointing Birdsong Sundstrom and Julie Griffith as Commissioners to
the Sierra County Children and Families Commission and releasing Commissioner
Angela Ronson from the Commission due to medical reasons. (SUPERVISOR
WHITLEY)" - This is action G on p. 5 of The Sierra Co Board of Supervisors minutes http://www.sierracounty.ws/county_docs/bos/bosagenda040604.pdf (Just noticed it took 2 for 1. This is our govt!) [The link doesn't work anymore.]

The above just shows I was a regular person with a regular life. (It also shows the "regular" bureaucracy.)

So "the time has come today." Don't be skeptical of me, be skeptical of the medical practices that got me here. There will be lots of questions. Get my medical records. What was done? What wasn't done. If you want reasons, ask the original doctors involved. Don't ask me. I can only tell you what's now from my perspective. If you want to know you'll have to look at history. Don't come to me and ask "What happened?"