I really wanted to post a blog today, but I can’t get the words to gel. Because I am still suffering from the medical malfeasance and neglect that has scrambled my head and poisoned my brain. The actions that could have killed me if I hadn’t intervened, by accident, in my own behalf, and thus stopped a medical receptionist from keeping me from the help I needed and which she promised to get me, then totally ignored.
Instead I will try to publish it tomorrow. If I really didn’t die in 2018.