I was up now on my feet pacing the floor. I looked at the clock on the wall by the exit door, it was about 25 minutes before 1: 00 PM and I wanted to go to the library to talk to Lorraine. But, I needed to wait until it opened. Shaneens cousin by this time made the comment by asking if I thought she should call 911 or if I planned on going on to the clinic and see what they could do first. Like, I mentioned to her. I did not know anyone I could call off hand and ask if they would take me to the ER at Sky Lakes in Klamath Falls. I don’t like to ask people for things or bother them. Call it pride if you like. But that is just me. I know a lot of people in Tulelake and they know me. But at the time there was not one person I could think of to ask to help me.
Besides, I knew it had to work its way down soon. At least that is what I was thinking at the time. But to be on the safe side before I went to the library it might be a good idea to stop by the clinic and see what they had to say about it. I for the life of me did not want to go to the ER by way of ambulance. If they took me there how would I get back, as my Van is still not running? And I did not want to call anyone to see about taking me there, either. And I decided to do just that, and go to the clinic first. That’s what I mentioned to Shaneens cousin I would do. And if she wanted to find out if I was OK later she could call and find out. As I am listed in the phone book for Tulelake if she wanted to call and find out how I was doing later.
I then left and headed to the clinic to see if I could have them give me the advice as to what to do about this situation I was in at the time. So I walked down the alley and headed to my apartment house first before going to the clinic, after all, it was on the way to the clinic. I needed to stop by the apartment house anyway to pick up the modem and exchange it for the new one from Cal-Org. So when I got home I disconnected the old modem. I was going to take the AC plug, but I just thought at the time I could just unplug the modem and bring the new one home. I thought they were going to give me the same one again that I had. Not thinking about it at the time or knowing that it might be a different AC plug. At the time I think I had other things on my mind that I was being preoccupied with, like something stuck in my esophagus not going anywhere.
After putting the modem in a plastic bag to protect it as it was still raining a little bit out. I headed to the clinic now. I had an appointment on the 5th at 10:00 AM with Dr. Jones through the phone hook-up set up at the clinic for that purpose. It would be nice, as I had not talked to Dr. Jones for almost two years now. And I had a lot of catching up to do with him. So I wrote a list of things I wanted to discuss with him. In fact, it was about two years ago that I wrote my last article for the TNT blog at:
National News on OCCUPY WALL STREET & OCCUPY CITIES STORIES... WE are the 99% and so are YOU!
With the last article I had written dated and with the following title:
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Dr. Jones the last time we spoke was encouraging me to keep writing on the blog but that was the last time we spoke just after the last article was written and posted. Dr. Jones was a reader on my blog, as he read some of my articles and we would discuss them but instead I just dropped out of sight online with the blog and took a dive into depression and have been there until now, two years later. Hence the writer's block.
In fact, the last day I had the appointment with Dr. Jones at the clinic. Dr. Bak wanted to discuss my high cholesterol most recent blood work. But with Medicare and Medical, a person cannot have two appointments on the same day with two different doctors. So Dr. Bak out of the goodness of her heart and on her own time. She went ahead and saw me. She wanted me to know what was going on with my blood and high cholesterol. And that was the last time I saw her too. As doctors and I do not get along so well. And it is not the doctors, but personally, it is me. I hate taking medication of any kind and I have not had any since then, either way. So along with my mental state of mind, I also have no idea how high my cholesterol is now. I really don’t care.
My time left is short and right now it is just day-to-day. I could go at any time; also due to the fact I do not have the money to have my teeth pulled. I have a mouthful of loose teeth that need to be pulled and a pair of dentures made. As I could also die of an abscess if I don’t already have one, that I cannot see. I am not in any pain and I am not going to the dentist either. Besides, I can't afford to get them pulled and they will only do it one tooth at a time. And since I am not having any pain right now I will have to wait until one does hurt. And the closest one where I usually have gone is the clinic in Dorris. And just like the ER I have no one to take me to Dorris either. But right now for all, I know it could be working its way to my brain with a poison that could kill me. Like my friend Anita's daughter Shannon who died from an infection that went to her brain a year ago coming on the 14th of December a year ago in Portland. Where they flew her from Klamath Falls.
In California the state does not cover dental, eye exams or glasses or hearing aids. So even ObamaCare does not cover this as far as the state of California is concerned and for people who seem to think low-income people get everything free. Well, they don’t know how wrong they really are about it. You see, they don’t know what the fuck they are talking about, they just think they do and so the story goes with their BS. Try walking in someone else’s shoes and see how well they fit then when the shoes are on someone else’s feet.
I worked many jobs over the years and the way I feel I have paid my dues. It is not my fault I was born this way as being Bi-polar. I wasn't diagnosed until 1993 when I had my first panic attack when I was working for Home Base in Redding, CA, the first time I was aware of it. When they expected me to cover three departments. Lumber, Paint, and Décor. And I said "no way", I was suspended. So, I went to the Everyday Health Care with a panic attack and was put on five weeks disability. When I returned, I was trained to be a cashier as a lighter form of duty.
Then less than a year later, I was fired for missing a signature on a customer check it was my last warning. I could not find a job before my unemployment ran out. But an opportunity came up right as it did. There was a job announcement for a job teaching English as a second language in Seoul, South Korea and off I went for the next three years. It was my first experience out of the USA with my first ever passport. Then I returned to Redding, CA after I tried to get a business going in San Francisco hiring ESL teachers for South Korea. But it did not work out too well after all the money I saved to do it with from working. And after being on welfare to work. I landed a job at Liquor Barn in Redding, CA. I still kept on working at Liquor Barn for almost a year until I got PTSD from an Earth Quake in 1998, when I was working there at the time. I filed for workmen’s compensating and had to fight my case in Pro Per for almost a year. In the meantime, I ended up homeless in Chico, CA. I spent time researching my case in the library at Chico State from St. Patrick's day until Mother's day 1999. Then I moved back up to Redding and stayed with my Mom. Where I ended up becoming her full-time caregiver until she passed away on February 22, 2007, in Alturas. When we lived in Brooks Park. I was approved for SSI/Soc Sec in July of 1999. I settled my case in October 2003 with Liquor Barn after we moved to Newell, CA in 2002 in the Goose.
The rest is another story that someday can be read about in my book titled.
Author
James C. Garland
Introduction
“Life is what happens to you.
While you're busy making other plans.”
John Lennon
Things happen, while we are busy making other plans. We have earthquakes happen, while we are making other plans. We happen to lose our jobs and become homeless, while we are busy making other plans. We lose loved ones as they pass away, while we are busy making other plans.
Have you ever known anyone who was in an earthquake or someone who lost their job and became homeless or lost a loved one in your life? I am sure we all have met someone or known someone who has been in an earthquake, lost his or her job, been homeless or lost a loved one at some time in his or her life.
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