The only treatment I was giving was to read "Diving Bell and Butterfly" about ending up with an inert body in a wheelchair. It was one of the weird things, that Dr. Jacobson did when I attempted to get Revitalization at the UW. My work related injury from Microsoft, continued to go down hill. I never had physical therapy after cervical spinal surgery. I was referred by many doctors for this and also was suppose to have a second surgery. While Dr. Jacobson was out of the office running down a third party I looked through my file which was about 1 1/2 think. They had the documents about my spinal condition.
Dr. Jacobson returned after about 25 minutes, with an Asian man who wasn't dressed like a doctor. He was wearing a white long sleeved shirt and black pants. He wasn't introduced and didn't say anything. But Dr. Jacobson had these very thick glasses on that magnified his eyes. So I was watching his eyes. He looked afraid. From time to time, his eyes would glance to the right where the Asian man was sitting.
They did not physical exam at the UW. They didn't do one in 1994-95 when I was being seen for Vocational Rehabilitation either. That rehabilitation was dropped just prior to the two endowments for Mary Gates of close to $15 million. I knew something was up because they kept making excuses to not meet with me. In the letter I received from Babara La Rose, she said that they didn't give a reason.
In this report from Dr. Jacobson, it's quite odd. I'm getting home care, reported that I was being forced to use alcohol to get to sleep and help me eat. And these were all the things that qualified me for their program, yet I was sent home and told to read this book about being in a wheelchair. When he was writing down the name of these books, he kept glancing at the Asian man on his right. So when I looked through the book in Barns and Nobles I got his message quite clearly. I definitely didn't like the sentence that the UW and the Gates Foundation had given me.
Here is
a test to find
whether your mission on earth
is finished:
If you're alive,
it isn't.LOL
"Diving Bell and Butterfly"
He really meant "Dumb Bells and Butterflies."
The Diving Bells doesn't click for someone in a wheelchair, which I now only use outside of my apartment. You see, these clincis don't see any reason to keep you alive in such cases. So they act dumb and it rings clear into your head. Your ship is getting ready to crash on the shore. YOu can hear the dumb bells.
You feel like you can come out of your cocoon and fly again, but they won't let you. So you crash and die. I didn't do that. My eldist son says they are scared of me because they don't understand why I'm still alive. Well, my mission on this planet isn't finished yet. Perhaps that mission is only to show humans what they don't know it all.
I'm walking really well these days. It was a story told to me by a local women who was a quadriplegic due to an auto accident at age 7. She can be seen walking all over Issaquah, WA. She is in her 40s now and her name is Mary Lynn. She was a quad and being sexually abused by her brothers. This was her impetus to live. She does have brain damage from being hit by a car at age 7, but is remarkable in that she is living alone and cares for herself now. She isn't in a home or with her family now at a bit over 40.
My wheelchair was the number one thing that gave me freedom from these psychotics who think of any handicapped or disabled person as something to get rid of. It got me to the store to buy food. After I could do this without help, I had the peace of mind to consider what Mary Lynn had told me. So with every attempt to disable me more and essentually kill me, I grew stronger. Sometimes while I lay in my bed unable to move very much, I would dig really deep into my lower brain. I knew that what a cat or pig can do, I can too. I know what I did. It was intentional and I was right, it worked. Thank you Gates Foundation and the sycophant that serve them for giving me such a strong impetus to survive.
He looked to the beach
Dumb bells ringing onto the shore
He knew his ship would crash
Ending his live for ever more.
Although just in a cocoon
A Butterfly would live to fly
He was put into diving bell
Dropped into an ocean
And left dead.
I know why people die from these issues. My own grandfather was left in much the same condition after a stroke and recovered everything, including his ability to walk. So why did this man die and my mother never recover from a much less disabling stroke than her own father.
I want to thank Dr. Jacobson for his honesty in my case. I would thank Joan Martin Ph. D. at the UW but she is dead. His huge eyes will always be in my mind. And I also want to thank Richard Hifler, attorney and his cohorts at SAFECO for putting together a case against the Bill And Melinda Gates Foundation for their hand in my situation. This foundation was started because of Williaman H. Gates Jr., Bill Gates III's father's concerns about the family reputation. I have tapes of him calling me and trying to fix things. I guess his way of fixing my situation was to use the charity to use my disability to deny me what would be considered normal medical treatment for my condition and leave me is such a state that the State of Washington was having to pay the bill for home care and other services. The medical treatment I needed should have been paid by my employer, Kelly Services, but instead was paid by taxpayers. Nothing unusual here?
