Trapped in a spider's web of just barely being out of reach of help, be it government programs or financial assistance.
One of the major problems with depression is that those who haven't experienced it first-hand think it's simply someone feeling sorry for themselves and nothing more.…
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26 - Jet in Columbus
Unfortunately that happens on occasion when I post a photo, I'm working on trying to fix it, but I'm quickly running out of cuss-words
27 - Jet in Columbus
Okay Doc I got it now, I had to compensate for the distortion that blogspot sometimes displays. You watch they'll fix it tomorrow and it'll look redulou ridulou redi... It'll look funny. If you click the image it's much better but now that blurs it.
I just can't win...
28 - Ruvy
Crushed, disappointed, helpless, and there's not a damned thing they can do for me. The chamber is dead cells and the only thing they can do is try to keep me alive with an appliance in case my heart starts fibrulating.
Jet, look at it this way. Thirty eight years ago (when my father, may he rest in peace, had a major heart attack) you'd have been dead already. At the very least, you have the opportunity to record the experiences in your life on a medium that, if used properly, will outlast you. Keep working on your blog, and contact someone who can back it up at least twice, so that you can leave a legacy. My father had only me to carry his legacy. Fortunately, I have a very good memory and have told my sons many stories about my father. They know far more about their zeideh than I ever knew about my own zeideh.
You need to use a computer to accomplish the same thing, as I assume (perhaps wrongly) that you do not have sons. But you have friends, whether you realize it or not, and they can help you preserve a legacy. Do you realize how many writers and published authors frequent this magazine? Think about it, and then get back to work.
29 - Jet in Columbus
Thanks Ruvy, I will. I've pulled all the entries on my personal diary blog-the URL above-and I'm using my journald to reconstruct the whole story.
So far I'm sorking backward from the present.
The journals are sort of scattered all over my computer.
30 - Jet in Columbus
Should anyone be interested, I've just posted some artwork I used to do, on my blog in the first chapter.
31 - Dr Dreadful
Good work, Jet - and I don't just mean the art. You're a heck of a storyteller, and as Ruvy recognizes, with a bit of application, imagination and luck you might just be able to pull something positive and lasting out of your nightmare.
Passing on our experiences to others, whether orally or in writing, is the only way most of us will ever achieve immortality. I find it a rather melancholy subject myself, as witness this piece I posted on my own blog last year - if you're interested.
Look forward to reading more of your adventures!
32 - Jet in Columbus
Thanks Doc, I'll definately check that out. I've added a photo of my Cat Mischief and her heartbreaking story to the 2007 chapter. while I do have a style of writing (I used to be a pro at it) it's all true.
After the evening dust settles I'll for sure check it out.
Thanks for the ocmpliments on my art, an artist hates his work right up to the moment he finishes it, then he loves it...
33 - Dr Dreadful
an artist hates his work right up to the moment he finishes it, then he loves it...
I've always found it to be the other way round. I love the creative process (while sometimes hating it at the same time). It's when I've finished, and step back to take a critical look, that I find all the flaws.
34 - Jet in Columbus
We all have our own processes Doc, we all have our own processes... :)
35 - Jet in Columbus
Doc, I read your piece and I liked it a lot.
If you changed your template to Sand Dollar or one of its relatives, you wouldn't be confined to such a narrow space.
Just a suggestion... I like your title graphics though.
Jet
36 - Dr Dreadful
Thanks for the compliments, Jet. I'm actually thinking of moving the whole blog over to WordPress or somewhere because I can't get it to look the way I want it to. Can't figure out why the fonts randomly change in the middle of posts either. I mean, can't a guy write something up in Word and then paste it into his blog any mooore??! Jeez...
;-D
(I'll try out Sand Dollar, though, see how it looks. Ta for the suggestion!)
37 - Jet in Columbus
Doc, do me a favor? I've just published an article on my own blog that's an expansion of the chapter in the 2007 section about my cat Mischief.
I'm kinda disappointed that BC has a no "Cat blogging" policy???????
This isn't some childish "well if Mom says no, I'll go to Dad" request. I'm just insecure... I thought it was one of my best efforts.
Is it really written that bad?
thanks
jet
PS if you go into your Dashboard then click the Layout tab and then colors & fonts tab, you can do pretty much anything you want... except widen the view. Thay's why I chose sand dollar, it actually expands to fill whatever sized screen you have.....
38 - Jet in Columbus
I've got two more chapters posted along with photos of my balcony, view and cars... thanks for your patience
39 - Dr Dreadful
That's a beautiful cat you have, Jet. One of ours is also a rescued cat, and very skittish. She'll let herself be petted, but it has to be on her terms. I was very chuffed earlier today when she actually climbed onto my lap - an extremely rare event. She couldn't quite bring herself to sit or lie down though.
We have our little morning routine whereby she will come to me to be petted when I'm sitting on the bottom stair putting my shoes on. Other than that, we can go for most of the day without seeing her at all.
That has a lot to do with our other cat, who seems to consider it his life's mission to try to hump her at every opportunity - this despite the fact that he was 'fixed' long ago. She hates him and her life is a constant quest to find new hiding places where he can't get to her.
His personality is the complete opposite of hers and if you pick him up he will put his arms around your neck and hold on like a baby chimp. He'll also let you hold him like a baby. No dignity...
I don't really know where the 'no cat blogging' thing came from. Must have happened some time between now and when that 'Death of a Cat' article that still gets regular comments was published - at least a couple of years ago I think. Perhaps they're worried about being inundated with sappy fluff pieces from elderly spinsters with blue hair...!
It's a well-written piece, IMHO. 'T would certainly be publishable under normal circumstances. Go figure...
40 - Jet in Columbus
LOL I used to have a siamese cat like that. Sorry for the delay, I found a satelite photo of the circle and apartments where I was robbed and had to insert it in the Nov 6th article.
I grew up with siamese cats all my life. My father bred them and I did too. Very lucrative.
The male siamese was Chasra (Kazzra) ahd the female was Maddame Chang (Shang)
When I moved up to my penthouse, my landlord changed the pet policy and I had to decide which pet that I'd had for 10 years that I liked less.
She'd just had a litter that was then 8 weeks old, so I gave her away free with a kitten to a good home. I sold the rest to Petland for $75 each.
Kaz died a year later of kidney failure, he was 15.
I may have to buy my Sebring, though it'll expose me to it being called an asset. The monthly bills would be a lot less, but up until now that pain-in-the-ass lease has been a godsend, as they can't take it, because I don't own it.
I'll have to decide soon, as the lease ends July 17th, and if you click the URL and scroll down you'll see why it's so damned difficult for me to even think of giving up...
41 - Jet in Columbus
I found some old photos of a British/American auto repair shop that I used to be a part owner of, mostly Triumphs and MGs.
If you're interested, just click on my URL and scroll down to the 1987-1996 chapter. The photos will enlarge to much bigger ones if you click on them...
Jet
42 - Jet in Columbus
I've found even more photos of my British cars and of my vegetable garden on my terrace, just click my URL and scroll down...
43 - Jet in Columbus
You guys don't have the echos echos echos fixed fixed fixed yet yet yet???
44 - Jet in Columbus
I've been asked to try to turn this article into a novel, which is why I've been gone for so long. Writing fiction is easy, my own life is hard, especially when I have to force myself to relive painfoul events.
For accuracy, I'm going through medical logs, journals, comment dates I've made in this forum, and cab schedules. Since it's a work of non fiction, I've got to be precise as the what happened when.
Should any of you be interested, (or want to volumteer to proofread) the chapters with a lot more photos, they'llbe posted on my blog/URL so they'll be copyrighted as I work.
More when I can :)
Jet
45 - Jet in Columbus
Two weeks ago I signed around 10 documents in order to by my car. By the time I finish I'll have paid $18,000 to lease it, and another $18,000 to buy a car that lists for $26,900 new.
Why
Because of the bankruptcy last year, I can't get another loan, so the only two sources of a loan are Chrysler and Hungington bank whom I was leasing it from.
Now Chrysler calls, after I made all those arrangements to tell me that they won't approve the loan half an hour before the banks close so I can get my final lease payment on time.
July 17 unless I can come up with another source, I'll lose my beautiful car (click the url and scroll down to see the red chrysler convertible).
There's no hope of getting something cheaper.
Is it any wonder why my blogsite is called Blogging on the edge of Suicide?
46 - Jet in Columbus
I need someone to help me understand what Chrysler just did to me, I'm finding that I'm able to cope less and less and I find my self on the edge.
June 4th I called my Chrysler dealership as my lease on my car expires July 17th. With last year being forced into bankruptcy by the credit cards upping my finance rates to 33.9 and with the bills for my uninsured conjestive heart failure and then heart attack, I just can't cope.
I love that fucking car. I can't get a loan for another cheaper one, so I figured they'd see that I'd never been late or missed a payment in five years... which is exactly what they told me.
... So I went to the dealership, layed it all out for them, they said a down payment would go a long way towards approval, so I gave them $1000 in cash. They took my money, made me sign all manner of paperwork, made me take my license plates off and buy temporary tags that only last till July 4th, shook my hand and sent me on my way-a happy car owner.
That was June 4th.
The seventeenth they called a half an hour after I got home from my shrink at OSU, to say they couldn't get approval on my loan... no excuses, no reasons, and after I started making plans and budgeting for two weeks, I can't have the car past the 17th.
With all I've already endured, with putting all my heart soul and love into that car until it became a part of my identity, this just may be the thing that pushes me over the edge.
I just wish I could understand.
47 - Jet in Columbus
Okay, more details of my latest disaster. That phone call yesterday came half an hour before Huntington Bank's closing, which meant if I didn't get that final payment in by 3PM close of daily business, it'd be marked late... the only payment the whole lease that would be late.
It's one of those weird deals all banks have that even though they're open till five or six, you have to transact your business by three, or it hast to go on the next day's business.
anyway, I rushed up there and it took the forty-fice minutes just to find the lease, which had been canceled when Chrysler bought it out from them June 4th, The bank manager said he'd mark it on time because they were unable to find the lease agreement on their computer before the "close of business."
All the way up there on Rt. 71 through each construction zone, I kept thinking all I'd have to do is nudge the wheel just slightly and I'd sideswipe the semi that was dangerously close in the narrow lanes, or if I nudged it the otherway I'd slame into a bridge abutmentent doing 60.
When I got home, even though I'd just seen her yesterday, I made an appointment with my shrink for this morning. After meeting with her, I drove up to my bank National City. the moment the words bankruptcy left my mouth, I was turned down.
I told the manager that the bankruptcy was because workman's comp hadn't paid a $20,000 bill that'd gone onto my credit report, which gave the credit cards to push my finance rates from 7.9 to 33.9 percent, causing impossible minimum payments forcing me into bankruptcy against them.
She said there was nothing I could do.
Huntington Bank's offer was at $308 a month, but Chrysler's was $292 a month, which is why I went with them. Now I'd have to go back to Huntington on bended knee and ask them if the deal was still open...
it wasn't.
It was a "handshake" deal. So I droveover to the dealership and they said it was some sort of "temporary possesion thing" where they gave me my own car to drive while the loan cleared Chrysler Financial, which sounds like bullshit because they closed the lease deal, effectively buying the car from Huntington Bank and then selling me my own car. Took my plates and issued me temporary tags, signed a paper transfering title to me on the condition I give them $292 a month for five years, and sent me on my way, after taking a $1000 cash down payment, only to pull the rug out from under me yesterday afternoon.
So the sales manager said he'd try to get another deal and asked me to do nothing until then.
I'm thinking of contacting my workman's comp lawyer to see if he can refer me to another lawyer.
But with my track record I'm not getting my hopes up and looking toward losing my car July 4th even though the lease is up the 17th because they took my plates away and that's when the temporary tags are good to...
stay tuned.
48 - Jet in Columbus
All right all you legal experts and Know-it-alls. Lets see if anyone can sink their teeth into this challenge and come up with a palusable solution.
I was accepted by Chrysler financial for a car loan to buy the vehicle I was leasing, and then two weeks after being accepted for the loan, because of fine print I've been screwed by a car dealership.
I signed a contract
I accepted papers
I turned in the lease papers
they took my license plates and issued me temporary tags until the paperwork came to buy new plates.
I put $1,000 down on the car.
They shook my hand.
Quick and dirty version.
My 5-year lease (July 17, 2003-2008) is up on my 2004 Chrysler Sebring convertible. ...I got it back when I could afford one.
With my credit card bankruptcy last year, it'd be impossible to get a car loan anywhere, so knowing that I'd soon be without wheels I went to the people that know me best financially:
I was turned down by my bank-National City
so...
I tried Huntington Bank, whom I was leasing it from because I was advised that they'd either continue the lease another year til I could get back on my feet, or take into account in their own records that I'd never been late or missed a payment, even through the bankruptcy...
they turned me down.
Lease turn-in date is July 17th-last payment due June 17th.
June 3rd, I went into the dealership where I got the car. Layed out my situation concerning bankruptcy and how I'd never missed a payment nor been late with one.
The alesman told me it might take some doing, but he'd give it a try. I filled out all kinds of loan papers of which I have copies, laid out the whole situation regarding being on Workman's comp, and Social Security disability, figuring they'd find out if I didn't tell them up front.
He had me fill out income statements, He got some kind of approval and called Huntington Bank to get the buy-down figure on the car. He was amazed that I only had 40,000 miles on it.
Half an hour later the salesman congratulates me, shakes my hand and gives me more papers to sign. Suddenly remembers that he wanted me to sign an income statement leaving the amount blank. He takes a $1,000 cash down payment from me, removes the Huntington bank license plates from my car, issues me temporary tags and installs them, has me sign odometer reading and lease turn-in sheets, has me sign a bunch of "As is" and "We owe" papers.
I was a little worried, because it seemed that since I was the 2nd owner the 7-year 70,000 would be invalid. Never got a straight answer on that one.
He informed me that I need not make the final lease payment to Huntington, and issues me papers that state that my payments to Chrysler Financial would be $292 a month for five years. The first payment would be due by July 4th 2008.
Congratulates me on being the 1st/2nd owner of my car, and sends me on my way in my car pulling in a leasee and leaving an owner.
He said the ownership documents and payment book, so I can get my plates will be coming soon.
The salesman wanted me to by gap insurance for the car incase anything happened to it, but I couldn't afford it. He said he negotiated my finance rate down a point for being a repeat customer and used that to buy the gap insurance for me.
I went home a happy man for a change.
Out of the blue on the afternoon of June 17th (the day of my final lease payment to Huntington) Caldwell calls me back to say that Chrysler changed their minds. I had 15 minutes to rush to Huntington to make the final lease payment before it was late. Took Huntington 15 minutes to find it because it wasn't on the computer-because it'd been canceled/bought out? by Chrysler.
I went to Caldwell and politely and calmly asked what the heck was going on. I even offered to put an additonal $500 down if it'd help. I was asked to wait a few days to see what happens.
Meanwhile I have no idea who owns my car or if the insurance is valid on it (yes if by Huntington-no if by Chrysler).
I love this car, it's the first one I ever got new, and I was really hopeful for this deal to go through because I'd never be able to get another car with the credit I have, and would be out of transportation as of July 17.
I'm still being treated for post traumatic stress at OSU, and severe depression because major things keep going wrong in my life without warning, making it nearly impossible for me to talk myself into leaving my apartment.
I'm hoping you can help something go right for a change... Please?
Workman's comp/Gallagher Bassett didn't pay a bill in 2006, and kept insisting they had, this went on my credit report, which gave both Mastercard and Visa an excuse to charge me 33.9% interest and inpossible to meet minimum payments. Thus I filed successfully for bankruptcy in March of 2007 and it was final on July 2nd... all of which was explained clearly to the Salesman at Caldwell.
The first year of my car lease I paid $299.83 for five years to the tune of about $18,000 (paydown was $11.???). The new agreement papers I have say $292.40 over a period of five years... which means all in all I'd wind up paying $36,000 for a $27,000 car. But I didn't mind, I love that car, and would never be able to get another of any kind with my finances.
I can't get a loan for any car because the bankruptcy is less than a year old, and $2000 cash doesn't buy much of a car these days
I have all the documentation you'd need to see. I hope you can recomment someone who can advise me in this matter.
Thanks
Jet
49 - Jet in Columbus
I've consulted 6 lawyers and they all say that Chrysler can pull the rug right out from under me no matter how many sale papers and handshakes I got.
50 - Jet in Columbus
After a rather lengthy session with my shrink today, I've changed the title of my personal web blog/diary from "Blogging on the Edge of Suicide" to "Blogging on the Edge of Sanity"
Actually both are appropriate, but she insisted.
...women
I've also reorganised the three blogs into 6 and moved all of the articles onto custom pages, so that each has it's own subject, rather than having them scattered "helter skelter" all over the place.
Blame it on a need to get organized before I go to the hospital to finally get my leg fixed and one of my eyes operated on (if it works, I'll get the other done.)
I still haven't found a way to save myself from losing my car, but I have till August 17th for that.
Now I'll have to design a new head graphic for the diary page (groan)
PS, I won't be sending out those e-mails with updates any more (sigh of relief) I figure if you want to know what's happening with me, just click on my URL.
see ya later....
51 - Jet
For those of you who don't know about my diary blog, and wonder what brought on my latest comments, you can laugh along at this, and then just click my URL above and find the link in the table of contents on the left of the page to see current events...
In just the last two days...
Monday Aug 11th.
Dragged myself out of bed around 4 this morning and put my clothes in three washers down in the laundry room, 45 minutes later I discovered that neither dryer was working-and the pre-operative screening for my eye surgery was in 35 minutes-so I went in the cab to the hospital in dripping wet clothes because there was nothing else to wear.
The operation went okay, though I won't know the results until the eye patch comes off tomorrow.
Got my mail and a magnifying glass and discovered one of those "tear this side, then this side, and that side to open letter" deals from Hunting*** Bank and was happy as hell that something was finally going right, because this wasn't their usual correspondence letter envelope, and the last one I got that looked like this was for the notice of first payment due on the lease on the car five years ago.
It was a bank collection department notice, they were threatening a collection/repo against me because my first car payment was due and I hadn't paid it. I had hopes that maybe the guy from Hunting*** that I talked to week before last actually got it approved as promised... until I saw the full letter...
Past due amount (are you ready for this?)$0.00 Late charge due $0.00. Some dumbass computer decided to play a nice dirty little joke on me. I called them just the same to see if it was a valid account number that I could pay on, but no luck, and the guy I talked to a week before last wouldn't be in his office until 8PM tonight.?.
I'd just gotten my hopes up about that car, then I'd finally settled myself with inevitably losing it at the end of the month, only to have my hopes raised and then dashed in the same letter.
Fuck it all to hell damn it.
Tuesday Aug 12th.
I got my daily harassing collection agency call from Hunting*** Bank again this morning, trying to collect $0.00 and a late fee of $0.00 which was due on my car July 17th, and after straightening it out and pointing it out, I was informed that a towing company was already hired to come and get it and take it to an auto auction, since I supposedly didn't make my first payment on the new loan that I was turned down for. Of course the caller warned me to go out and watch to make sure this screwy mix-up didn't cost me possession of my beautiful convertible... until their paperwork snafu was fixed.
This also meant that I was on hold for so long being transferred over and over, and explaining over and over, that I missed my follow-up eye appointment at Ohio State and had to reschedule it for tomorrow.
As if to add insult to injury, Social security called while I was on hole, to confirm how much I was getting from workman's comp, and they discovered that I was getting checks bi-weekly instead of monthly, which meant my yearly income was just shy of $900 more than they thought it was... all because GB tried to cut me off the beginning of this year because of my heart attack Dec 28 of last year because it wasn't part of my "original injury".
While still on hold, just to add to the pressure my sanity was under, Franklin County called to say I had to bring all of my bank statements in to see if I was still eligible for their county Medicaid program. I'd been approved last year for it in July... but a computer screw-up meant I and about (200 other people) didn't know it until March of this year! On top of that even though I'm waaaaay under 65, because I'd gotten disability for a year and a half, I was now eligible for Social Security's Medicare... But I had to turn it down because the co-payments a month were over $400 for parts a,b,c & d..... But no one told me that the County would pay those co-payments as long as I was eligible for medicaid. That means if the county turns me down on the 18th, I could lose half my disability checks (or more) per month to Medicare co-pays after the county stops paying them for me. Now that I can't get out of until next January when the new annual paperwork is done!!!
Now... Hunting*** heartlessly is trying to say that I still might be approved for the loan-despite the bankruptcy, if I talk to some guy in underwriting. When they tried to transfer me to him, they lost me. When I called back, they couldn't find who I was talking to, which meant another half hour of explaining to person after person after person.
...thus the title of this blog. The hilarious part is it's not even noon yet. I'm tempted to go hide under my bed and take the phone off the hook
52 - Jet
March 5th 2009
Because of the following, I'm having trouble touch typing and keeping thoughts together. (due to pain medications). For that reason, I fear I'm going to have to be very sketchy on details, as I'm barely able to function and am still in physical and mental recovery mode.
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A week after the triple bypass surgery on my heart on Jan 23rd, the fluids that were packed into my body cavities began to build up. I was rushed to the hospital again and a drain was put in my back so that the doctors could take over 900cc of fluid off of my left lung
Unbeknownst to me or anyone else, they nicked a blood vessel with the drain. At first the effects were unnoticed, but kept growing and I was sent home over the weekend to continue recovering.
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Mon Feb 16: Morning. I have no first-hand memory of this at all and this was told to me 2nd hand by nurses, emergency squad personnel and my friend Teresa over the last two weeks.
I woke up early Monday 16th with the feeling that something wasn't quite right, but I couldn't name it. I felt dizzy and didn't trust myself to drive to the emergency room, so I called my friend Teresa and asked how soon she could get here.
She said I sounded terrible and raced the 911/squad here(it was a tie-she let them in my apartment). They say I was incoherent when they arrived and would only respond to them through her.
Within minutes of arrival at Grant Hospital I went "Code Blue(?)".
A blood vessel had split and blood began pumping rapidly into my chest cavity instead of my circulatory system. I'm told I didn't lose units, or pints, I lost gallons, or as they put it 1-1/2 my normal blood content and I died (their words), requiring CPR and they had to pull a heart surgeon out of another operation in order to save my life. Within half an hour another was summoned and they resorted to cutting me open from my spine between my shoulder blades to a point between my left armpit and my hip in order to allow the fluid to drain quickly from my torso.
Right after repairing the torn artery, another ruptured, requiring more blood, this one was worse and they told me I died again. Requiring CPR and the electric paddles to bring me back to life. In all, my blood content was replaced three times.
I spent 3 days in a coma in Intensive Care and eventually couldn't remember anything that happened for a week afterward, or my name etc, and I spent the rest in a private room unable to move without Morphine or Percocet.
I'm currently on pain meds, muscle relaxers and heart pressure prescriptions. It's going to be a while before I can update this, so I wanted you all to know I was
alright (so to speak). The amount of fluid they added in order to stabilize my condition after three major operations added 45 pounds to me and I had to lose it before I could function, walk or even eat on my own. Last weekend through a drug called Lasix, I dropped 40 pounds and gained enough strength on my own in order to move and I've improved enough to come home.
I will not be answering the phone etc in order to regain what state of mind I had before this whole ordeal, but I'm glad all of you have sent so many e-mails of concern.
I'm going to be constantly assessed for brain damage because of the loss of blood and things are bound to be both hectic and confusing.
Please bear with me until I've recovered enough to respond...
Jet
53 - Mark Eden
yikes
54 - Cindy
Good night Jet. Off to bed. Just thought I'd say I was thinking of you.
Sending lanterns into the sky...
55 - Jet
Thank you Cindy :)
56 - Ruvy
Jet,
At least we are writing to you and not about you, as occurs with the late John Mudd, who used to write real estate columns from Florida before dying, apparently from trying not to take any meds for his diabetes.
This is the good news.
Laughter, Jet, laughter. Laughter is the best medicine and literally can save your life. Pursue Laughter as Death appears to be pursuing you and you will outrun Death - for a while anyway. And for that while, Life will feel worth it to you.
Blessings from Samaria and Sabbath Peace,
Reuven
57 - Jet
My heartfelt thanks my friend.
58 - Ruvy
One last point for you to remember. It is to your credit that you are not the same person you were five years ago. YOU HAVE GROWN! YOU HAVE CHANGED!
All the pain and hell you've gone through has changed you and continues to change you. And to our benefit, we have been able to see the growth and the change, even if we do not always agree with what we see....
So, as bad as things appear, they are in reality for the good, not the bad. Another thing to keep in mind. A little Jewish philosophy for you to ingest along with the meds, Jet.
59 - Jet
Ruvy, there are times when we are constantly at odds, there are others when I thank g-d for you.
Be well and safe my friend.
60 - bliffle
jet,
Thank you for frankly relating your problems and your thoughts. I want you to know that your experiences and comments have improved other lives.
A few years ago after reading your experiences and agonies over diabetes I radically changed my diet to guard against diabetes, and I talked to many people and even changed a couple of diets for the better.
Just a couple of days ago when I read your email about your difficulties after heart surgery, I IMMEDIATELY contacted the wife of my friend B in Minneapolis who had just suffered a heart attack (one week ago today!) and who was already home, and she was foolishly driving him around to committee meetings! I told her to keep him home and inactive to let him recuperate.
61 - Jet
Thanks Bliffle, I'm glad I could make a difference.