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at Wernersville I had significant issues with snot woes. The back pain had already had its inception with the torture in the ICU that had just preceded my being at Wernersville. It took something out of my vital core that that ought to have been addressed at John’s Hopkins and instead took all this time to prove out. The Hopkins 30 year malpractice notwithstanding. Culminating in my back “buckling” the other day as I walked down the stairs and through the hall with my torso leaning all but 90 degrees to the right. It was scary as anything. And painful. Should have been addressed 30 years ago,the signs of this damage were easily seen way back then.

as for mucus woes, this was seen coming at the state hospital. Boyfriend Mark was seen pulling a blob of wet mucus off of my forehead in the canteen after I emerged from the bathroom. I had dried my face with the same paper towel I had used to blow my nose. It was very embarrassing but more so than I knew. I was held for things like this because of the hatred in which I was held as the Harvard graduate from out of town, there were jokes and other incidents like these. I ought to have been a “shoo-in” there but lies were told about me. And the nurses didn’t like my sexual morality and obviously lies were told about that too. There were three other snot incidents that I can’t tell about and a joke by Reverend Weaver.

Then, I returned to my parents home and got a serious sinus disease from smoking in my parents filthy oil and gas fumed garage. Full of flies and the stench of garbage. There was nothing that could have been done there. Well, they could have given me the extra room over the garage. I don’t know why they wouldn’t offer that. They did, when Alex showed up. It’s a long story but my sinuses got loused up and I started gagging on my tooth brush and stopped showering regularly. I never really recovered my health after that. I would wake up in the morning feeling like I had black stuff in my throat and trying to scrape it out. And I was pulling black stuff out of my nostrils and the long nostril hairs were pulling out with it. The ones that don’t grow back. I was so sick and insane at that time in my life. I was all but ready to die and then I met Alex.