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 Did not do proper care for me while pregnant, didn't find out I was carrying two babies til a doctor came from Iowa City, two weeks before delivery. Went back recently to get a pap, and the doctor there couldn't get it, took up to 4 speculums. I told them everything, I'm going thru menopause, no offer of estrogen, or any kind of pill, told her I'm having pain from fibroid cysts in my uterus.  Nothing, ignored. This place should be shut down!!

 I'm not hearing voices, getting Scoobies in, no vertigo in while,  just pain there, clicking.  it's not natural headache, it's burning.

 head pain is gone right now.  my goodness, where is the sun?  always depressed after an attack.

  well, let me spell it out for you, if you are suspect target, you've been blacklisted, and all of mass media/gov/corps/military/idustrial have your every thouht, dream, location, plus application of all kinds direct energy attacks, radiation sickness, applied illness to the body and brain. You told me that you don't get anything from targeting. kindly move on.

 

 not getting any notifications on Facebook, until just now, like 12 of 'em,  some from 15 hours ago.

 that said attendees must not be smelling of alcohol. well, can I come in smelling of B.O.? at the Adler, they Serve alcohol. pretty soon it feels like every message is a strike against me, on purpose.

 he thinks this might be his last year of life.  he's 79.  I mean, how can you still do it anyone, but especially a 79 year old man.  My God, is there no sanity, no help, no relief?

 Then I'm called a lazy ass bitching bitch for sitting at my desk for hours on the internet!  Can't call his name when he's walking by: "You got two legs, Sheri."  yeah!  yeah.  you're gonna have a heart attack, screaming in anger, taking high blood pressure meds every day.  Days of our Nothing Lives.

 they only friend actual in person friends and family. why don't you just text or call or email these people? I friend people I've never met, probably never will. They're from all over the globe.  hmmm. also, I'm getting really sick of the Dems notices/posts. all the time and expense I've done for them. still the say old political shit!!!!!!

 my daughter, to improve a larger consumption of lunch, should have been able to eat that granola bar mid-morning, right at her desk, and not have to go to the office. she missed out on class, and sometimes important stuff. and how long before I could actually convince you my daughter needed the enzymes WITH food, and not Before, in the office, and then waiting in line for lunch. And don't even get me started on my son, not til high school did he get a tray of foods that he liked and would actually eat.  This is supposed to be Special Education!

 They never responded to my inquiry about why can't the whole family get a free bag of lunch to eat together, maybe in a park, and why should they have to drive up, what about those who have no car?

 I didn't make it thru the whole game since Millie and me were up all thru the overnight night before, wish it had been a day game.  I hate to miss these moments though, to watch Cubbies on t.v.  Reception in this house, we can barely get anything to come in on A.M. radio.  I'm gonna keep trying though.  I used to listen to them on a 5 dollar little brown radio, but Phil got angry and broke it.  I prefer listening to Pat Hughes announcing the game.

 We're introducing the dogs in the backyard.  Fingers crossed.  Come on, Deoge.

  it's been the most down-playing tragedy ever. go check out who's doing nothing!! your fucking media. won't even allow me to have a Good Night exchange with Lester Holt. Why? because people die in real life, Sheri, not in cyber-hypno land. fuckers. You sent Today at 6:33 PM and who in their fucking right mind would come and rescue me? We don't see the wall on her head. we don't see the children being exposed to danger. we don't hear her cries for getting out of it. Was I supposed to be hysterical, offer the tragedy up like it would matter to anyone who even believed??

 well, body, mind, spirit, soul,  maybe then I'd get a rescue.

  I just want to blog something before I lie down. the noon news on NBC that Phil watches. I come into the kitchen and hear bits and pieces. Guy on their report, must have done something wrong, he says, I don't have anything, and I don't want anything from anyone. Well, fuck, let that man go! ha.

 These assholes don't even know CRAZY!  Let the woman have her own life.  She's got multi-millions.

 they get in trouble for being on Facebook, but not hangouts or whatsapp. well, I'm not going there. plus these men don't know how to carry on a conversation.

 

 I had a house client last weekend, Wesley, a very sweet dog, got 60 bucks, and hopefully the family will use me again. Got a new client coming this weekend, Millie. I think she'll really like the fenced in backyard, and the deck. I'll introduce Deoge slowly, but she did good with Wesley. I'm also spreading the word when I go out, that I do pet sitting.   Still looking for part time work, though, in Davenport. Deoge herself is having a hard time extended walk in the park, she wants to do it, but struggles, and I worry she might be in pain. Going to pick her up more joint snacks tomorrow, but it's mainly her lungs.  

 it's not every day, sucks when it happens when I'm trying to sleep.

 she's got bronchitis, and doc put her on augmentin, ah huh, this was the drug maintenance anti-biotic for years in her childhood. has the doc even read her files? I finally took her off of it, but resistant now? maybe not.  idk.  geez.  needs to watch for yeast infection too.