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I still must use a cane to walk or even stand as my equilibrium dysfunction remains. At over two years I have little hope of improvement. I have difficulty using my hands for handling
objects, often dropping them. I have difficulty using a computer keyboard, something upon which my work depended for more than forty years. In high school I could type over fifty words
per minute on a manual typewriter of 1950s vintage and nearly twice that on an IBM Selectric.
I used to build and modify or repair my computers, now handling the parts and tools is so difficult that I have mostly given it up. Something as simple as changing the oil in one of my
vehicles or changing a tire is impossible.
This is what my handwriting looks like now:
It hasn't changed much in two years - when I was still in the hospital I asked one of my visitors to being a pen and paper, and I practiced every day, attempting to even print legibly. Like other
nerve connections affected by the drugs my hands are of limited use. I bought some chilren's coloring books and tried that, with similar results.
I used to do technical drawings using pen and paper, not any more.
Probably six or seven months after leaving the hospital I finally felt able to attempt driving again. My host lives on a large estate with private roads and for several weeks I drove around
for a while each day. I was still physically weak at the time and it was a while before, with some trepdation, I ventured through the gate onto the highway. The traffic on that
road is normally light and I eventually became sufficiently confident to drive a short distance each day. Something I had done for fifty years I was having to learn again. Even now
I drive only in the area near my home and in the small town nearby. I probably will never again be able to travel alone due to my memory problems and degraded motor function.
Now living on a small country estate where I once did all of my grounds maintenance I now must hire it done. While I resent the expenditure - trivial as it is - I resent more having lost the
ability to enjoy what I worked to pay for.
How much did the incompetence and corruption of the Medical Industry cost me personally? A million easily. While putting over a million dollars into the coffers of Hospital C by the way.
Well, I lost the last years of my working life. I had planned to retire by the time I was seventy so let's call it five years. At a low six-figures that's over a half million to
start. And I had to begin collecting Social Security two years early, so that income is now reduced. Not by much since Social Security isn't much to begin with but it's money
taken from me, probably three thousand or so a year and if I live another ten years that's quite a bit. Worse, it was necessary to sell the two properties I owned at a considerable loss
due to the ongoing Plandemic and the necessity to sell then quickly as I had no way to take care of them. One was a recently acquired investment property into which I had made improvements
to the tune of 30,000 or so, and had to let it go for 10,000 less than I paid. Remember that I was an invalid and the properties were eighty miles away - I had little choice. The
loss on the other property was another 20,000 or so. And the attendant expenses of my disability (e.g. paying people to do work I am no longer able to do) continue.
A couple of small business ventures that depended on websites I maintained had beginning to make some money. Just a few hundred a month but growing steadily. Requiring constant
maintenance both failed completely. A valuable domain name expired and the new owner wants $12,000 for it. Not that it would do any good as I would have to rebuild the business again,
something that had taken two years.
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