Wanted all my like my two degrees,
Got neither,
TBI suffered smashing head first into a road,
August 8th,4 pm,2008,
Lynn Morrow retired attorney,ninety-three,Waukon,Iowa struck me walking my ten speed through a cross walk,
Luther College failed me out,
Told them at Junior college after my paper on math disabilities six percent can not test out of Statistics,
Over and over I was placed in Statistics Community College and Luther College , saw a school psychologies,had a test,he was late and asked me No math questions,
Aberkadaber the shrink said some shit and at fifty-six I was back in Statistics,
I had returned to college at fifty,2008,
I wanted a Doctorit in History specializing in Military history until LGBTQ was seen as a viable history and not a gender study that was based on choi Choice and not DNA,
A Doctor of Anthropology a real hottie from the old USSR teaches that being gay is choice.
Stupid!
I wanted a masters in Psychology so I could work in Parapsychology research.
Took me eleven years to have someone care I was still feeling my head injury,
Plus the Allamakee fire men after my older sister set mom and my home laundry room on fire December 3rd,2014,slammed the back of my head into the wall getting me out of the den in front of my mom,
Where I died the first time,
I was airlifted vie helicopter to Iowa City where I was jumped again,
Had staples place in my neck,
Eight,
Finally 2015 I got an MRI or is it MIR,
Always get those turn around,
See my home town hospital set my right wrist smashed to bits on fifth street after Lynn stopped and like super man I flew off,
Dr.Schwartz did no exrays ,
Didn’t keep me over night,
Just let me go home,
That night so long ago mom and I made Diana’s recipe ,’Taco soup,
My wrist in a cast,
It was four years and less the four months before Diana lied me on to Elder Abuse in her rush to force mom from her home she she could bully mom till she died.
I wanted to foster children and adopt,
I wanted a woman who wanted to have a family with me,
In September I will owe Seven thousand and five hundred on my home,
I want it wind and solar powered,
With equity to sell,
Move lock stock and book,
Six kitties and me,
I adopt people all the time,
Animals are people too,
The best people,
They are always true blue,
They never disappoint,
Their feelings are real,
They never lie to you,
Or about you,
Share your secrets,
Friend your friends,
Borrow money,
Forget to pay you back,
Bring home a friend(my babies are house cats.)
They might let in strangers,
But after all their cats.
They know things,
Cats are the spies of the furry friend community,
Anyway In my imagination,
In reality they are my family,
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