Three hours of moderate activity and I am paralyzed the next day.

This is an entry in my digital diary

Apage on how I feel January 20 2023:

Today I was to accomplish some chores.

Yesterday was supposed to be a very easy errand running day. Drop a sample at the Life Lab and get a form at WCM from the doctor and buy a few items at adjacent stores.

I eventually did that but first I had a flat tire which meant all the movement I could manage BEFORE leaving.

I got the spare tire out and the key into the first lug but

Louis got my inflator going, he was nearby working.

Next I sat at the Tire Store and I stood as the tire was inspected. Then I shopped and I had to look for the lost "key" to my tire lugs which I found in the driveway.

I entered the house and stored the perishable milk cream and Yoghurt. Then I went to the back bedroom. I got up, I did an essential chore and back to bed in the Media room.

Today Friday I could not get out of bed and when I did I was really badly paralyzed. I have not gotten up but to make a vegi burger  and coffee. I ate only 40% of it and had to recline @135*. Now I have to recline right away.

I can not keep up with ongoing chores and I need to finish other things up which I do not ever have the mobility and the energy or power to finish, especially when I am Paralyzed like this, as I am today.

This is why I can not do active travel or work without a day or two off in between. I was able, in 1969 and early 1970, to work for 15 shifts, three weeks, then I has to lay about for a week or ten days, mostly reclining with my legs up. I could, even in this period where I was recovering, be able to do an hour or two of travel and/or activity. 

After my May 1970 accident and the ensuing fraud, intimidation and corruption I endured I never got to be able to teach that level of activity again. I could at times do several hours during several activities but I had to sleep every few hours. Each ensuing motor vehicle crash and/or the incredible continuation of the conspiracy to defame me which my ex-wife and her lawyer started without any proof of my wrongdoing of any kind caused me to have less and less and shorter periods of mobility, right down to totally paralyzed like I am today. I am holding my self up on my elbows on the chair arms to type.

A DISABLED PERSON HAS TO MAKE PROVISION TO BE ABLE TO COPE WITH THEIR DISABILITY

I HAVE MADE PROVISION TO BE ABLE TO LIVE WITH MY DISABILITY SEVERAL TIMES. WHEN I WAS DISABLED IN 1970  I HAD AN AFFLIC DISABILITY INSURANCE PLAN WHICH I PAID FOR BY PAYCHECK DEDUCTION. I WAS UNABLE TO INSTITUTE MY INSURANCE BENEFIT. I GOT NOTHING.

I TRIED TO BE ABLE TO DEVOTE MUCH OF MY LIMITED ABILITY TO WORK TO MY ART, MUSIC AND WRITING THROUGH THE OUTRIGHT OWNERSHIP OF MY FAMILY ACCOMMODATION.

I AVOIDED BORROWING AND I DROVE CHEAP USED CARS SPARINGLY. I TRIED TO GROW MY OWN MARIJUANA. I SLEPT IN MY CAR WHEN I WENT TO VANCOUVER TO TRY TO GET A MUSIC CAREER GOING.

THAT IS COPING WITH MY DISABILITY.

WHY MANY GROUPS OF PEOPLE AND THE COLLARD FAMILY WOMEN`S CRIMINAL GANG HAD TO UPSET MY CAREFULLY, ECONOMICAL AND SUSTAINABLE SUPPORT SYSTEMS IS PUZZLING TO ME TO SAY THE LEAST.

MY PATERNAL GRANDFATHER LEFT ME A TRUST FUND IN 1964 WHICH WOULD HAVE STARTED ME TO BE ABLE TO HAVE A ROBUST SUPPORT SYSTEM BUT MY  MOTHER STOLE THE MAIL AND THE DOCUMENT AND THE MONEY AND THAT EASY PRODUCTIVE LIFE SLIPPED AWAY. 

I HAD A LOSS OF STRENGTH AND ABILITY AFTER I WAS STRUCK WITH AN UNPROVOKED TEN FINGER TAI CHI BLOW BY MY BROTHER ANDREW RIGHT HERE IN MY KITCHEN

DAMAR HAMLIN WAS STRUCK IN HIS CHEST WHEN HE TACKLED AN OPPOSING PLAYER AND HE HAS A SERIOUS INJURY.

IN 2001 I WAS HERE AT OTTER POINT. THIS HAPPENED AFTER I HAD COLLAPSED WHEN I WAS SURROUNDED IN THE BRITISH COLUMBIA SUPREME COURT WHILE I WAS PRESENTING MY WRIT. I WAS A SELF REPRESENTED PLAINTIFF.

ANDREW WAS ANGRY. I HAD DISCOVERED THAT MY INHERITED MONEY HAD BEEN CONVERTED AND WAS STOLEN AND THAT WAS GOING ON AGAIN. I LEFT TWO OR THREE MESSAGES ABOUT THAT AND I TALKED TO HIM ON THE TELEPHONE ONCE WHEN HE ANSWERED. I DID NOT THREATEN HIM NOR DID I GO TO HIS HOME NOR HIS WORK.

HE DROVE IN TEARING UP THE LAWN WITH HIS CONSTRUCTION TRUCK AND THEN HE KICKED HENRY DOG. HE CAME INTO THE HOUSE AND SAID THAT HE WAS GOING TO COMPLAIN TO POLICE ABOUT MY BOTHERING HIM AND HIS FAMILY.

I HAD THOUGHT THE POLICE THREAT HAD CAUSED ME TO GO INTO VIRTUAL PARALYSIS BUT WAS IT THE BLOW TO THE CHEST CAUSING A HEART INJURY THAT CAUSED ME TO NEVER PERFORM AGAIN ON THE LIVE ROCK STAGE AND TO LOSE MY ABILITY TO PERFORM WITH MY HARMONICAS IN MY STUDIO.