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 | These are the results of a 200-foot fall off the Rocky Mountains of Colorado. This is the search to re-educate myself after suffering total amnesia and starting off again as a 21 year old infant. This all took place primarely from 1980-1986.
What this blog is all about:
Basically, this is the view of a child, a boy a young man...evolving in a world that was brand new to him. As he is expanding in thought and growing, being shaped by the conditions and influenced by people, certain people and of the scenarios they involved him in and of the critical surroundings. While facing the challenges of an unfamilar, an alien social structure and the cultural forces that shaped the life of this individual.
Thanks "msalchemy2"...i.e...CAT...i.e...Ancient... I personally could not have said this better!
Your best bet, if you have joined late. Do not open a post, open "Blood, Sweat and Tears" Blog as a whole. Start out on the highest page found at the bottom of this page and from bottom of that page, scroll all the way to the bottom and read up. On all new pages go to the bottom of the page and read up. Or go straight to my site, fill in the blank: ___.F...F.../blog/svsucardinal/....and then follow this instruction.
It is IMPERATIVE .... that you start at the beginning of the blog and read all, for it is a journal, a periodical. For ALL post are a continuation of the last. You'll not understand or follow this blog unless you do! It will give continuity to this epic
Thanks to psychic_dreams, I've realized that I duplicated post. The first part of this blog is the letter to the journalist which contains excerpts of the journal. Then I post the original journal, which sporadically duplicates some posts. It will stop around Page 7 or so of Chapter D and all new material will appear. |
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| A REMINDER! |
Jul 30, 2008 8:34 am
152 Views |  | PLEASE Blogers, it is IMPERATIVE that individual post are not read. If you don't start at the begining of "Blood, Sweat and Tears" you'll never understand! Each post is a continuation of the prior. That way I will not receive comments such as:
"Why hurt?  because, of what you have done to her?  let me laugh  and smile "
This is/was NO joke!
This a JOURNAL, a PERIODICAL! You must read blog not individual post to understand
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| ...straw or funnel, I would have used those to eat. |
Jul 30, 2008 7:08 am
101 Views | I went back to Hoyt Nursing Home as the Assistant Administrator some time in 1979. I didn’t comprehend much at the time but I was told some details of my past.
I had just fallen 200 feet off a mountain. I was in a 30-day coma, I lost 28 pints of blood and I had shrunk 55 lbs. in 21 days. I had a basal skull fracture, I suffered a total memory loss and had scraps and bruises, blistered and torn up fingertips from trying to impede my fall and a skull that swelled twice its normal size from the fracture.
Now I’m trying to apply Medicaid, Medicare, BCBS rules and regulations in a Nursing Home setting with 60 dying old people under my care, well somewhat.
It has maybe been a year since I fell. It’s funny; I didn’t even know the difference between a bedpan and an enema. The College bug has hit! I know I’m a walking fool.
jon is constantly making me look like an idiot. Uncontrollable laughter will send food flying out of my mouth at dinnertime. jon uses a napkin as a shield from the food flying out of my mouth. I’ll place more food in my mouth; I really want to eat this food. I couldn’t get enough, eating I enjoyed very much. If everything had fit into a straw or funnel, I would have used those to eat. | |
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| ...vengeance now that is never free". |
Jul 29, 2008 2:14 pm
115 Views |  | I remember another time I really got knocked to my knees. I took Tina to a local Disco for dancing. I weighed about 140lbs., no hair but I had the most beautiful women there.
Surprisingly, a “wanna-be stud” asks Tina to dance. I knew she was my date and she came there with me and he had no chance. She accepts and I sit alone while this guy is dancing with my girl and is looking at me smiling and then breaks into a laugh basically 2 feet from me, in my face. I didn’t seem too important anymore.
It got to the point that "I had hours and I was only lonely, my love has become vengeance now that is never free". |
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| How does a duck walk? |
Jul 29, 2008 6:40 am
188 Views |  | I made it over to her house for dinner the day after. Her Mom and Dad were there, OH, OH, didn’t have my funnel or my straw with me.
I shoveled the food in my mouth, fast. Tina blurts out “Lee stop eating so fast, your acting like an animal at his last meal.” I guess it does not matter where I eat; I’m still going to be made out to be the idiot. I apologize endlessly and shrunk another foot.
Her Mom and Dad didn’t say a thing, thank God! I liked her Dad, he reminds me of mine. He was just an overall, respectable nice guy, gentleman. This reminds me of the other day when she, Tina, told me how ridiculous I looked and walked in my Bass shoes. The shoes were big, but comfortable and warm, I liked them. She told me I walk like a duck. How does a duck walk? |
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| I apologize endlessly and beg for her forgiveness. |
Jul 29, 2008 3:57 am
155 Views | (Jumping ahead about 23 years from the time of Liebson. In remembrance of one special, special friend, then came Butch! You wouldn’t believe this dog! He was suffering and he did not deserve to do that, we put him to sleep. Sleep buddy, sleep, I’ll wake ya later.)
Oh! It’s almost 7:00pm, I’ve got a girlfriend better call her. Not sure what we would talk about but I would try to talk for three hours or would have but she would cut it off. Why doesn’t my girlfriend ever want to talk to me?
I see this girl off and on every other day or so, she goes to Delta College. She invites me on a ski trip with the college. Sunday morning I’m supposed to pick her up at 8:00am. She calls me at 8:30am, the bus leaves in a half an hour she screams and I catch hell for having a bad memory.
Well at least this time I wasn’t a fool for being to skinny, having short hair or wearing ridiculous looking shoes. I apologize endlessly and beg for her forgiveness. | |
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| ...the type of woman I preferred before but it is now! |
Jul 28, 2008 6:08 pm
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Funny time (now), Dad comes to get me at the hospital, the Doctors had told him its time for me to go home.
Great, I think what home? Isn’t this home? It’s that place they always say they’re going to when they leave me here. I remember the person they call Mom is there. I jump into Dad’s car and I’m sure he’s playing games. The airport is to the left of the Hospital, past the Colorado University campus, Dad takes a right. I told him the airport was the other way.
Dad stops the car and asks me where I was; I said, “Of coarse were in Boulder.” He tells me I’ve been in Saginaw, Michigan now for 6 months. All I remember was “how did I get here?” “Hell" I thought, "I was just in Boulder a second ago”.
Time went on and I had no concept of it. I was just 21 and a lot of time left to live. I tried to get to know this Tina girl. She was a beautiful, buxom Italian blonde. I didn’t know if that was the type of woman I preferred before but it is now!
Well I’ve got a girlfriend, men are supposed to call their girlfriends. It is 5:00pm so I’ll call Tina. I think I tried to talk for three hours or would have but she would cut it off. It’s probably 6:30pm; I’m sitting here watching TV and figuring, Oh! I’ve got a girlfriend better call her. I try to talk for three hours or would have but she would cut it off.
Don’t know what we would talk about or if she would even talk. I would normally watch a little TV at this period of recovery. I don’t know what I would watch but it taught me words I never heard of before. I’ve also have got a beautiful pet. We play all of the time, it’s a dog, her name is Liebson, and she really loves me. She’s always playing with me and she never laughs at or hurts me. I love her. |
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| PLEASE Blogers, It is IMPERATIVE....This is/was NO joke! |
Jul 28, 2008 11:01 am
185 Views |  | PLEASE Blogers, it is IMPERATIVE that individual post are not read. If you don't start at the begining of "Blood, Sweat and Tears" you'll never understand! Each post is a continuation of the prior. That way I will not receive comments such as: (In regards to the PRIOR post)
"Why hurt? because, of what you have done to her? let me laugh and smile "
This is/was NO joke!
This a journal, a periodical! You must read blog not individual post to understand
Thank You! |
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| ...she was 19, and she was hurt I’m sure. |
Jul 28, 2008 7:43 am
128 Views |  | Dorothy I’m sure didn’t want to be upstaged. The woman in my life was Tina.
Well, I’ll never forget Jane and I’ll never remember Tina for a long time. I recall nothing of this but she was 19, and she was hurt I’m sure. |
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| ....“good oh” Dorothy harassing Tina , a 19 year old...... |
Jul 27, 2008 8:03 pm
129 Views | I learned “good oh” Dorothy and Tina had a hard time getting along with each other. I understand why they clashed, who doesn’t clash with Dorothy.
She should have realized Tina was only 19 and very much in love with me. Tina spent money or I’m sure her Family, Dad spent money, money they did not have for she would be able to care for her new love.
We had something going, Tina wanted to show that. | |
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| Now I’m in trouble, I know I’m a male, 21 years old.... |
Jul 27, 2008 1:11 pm
147 Views | Now I’m in trouble, I know I’m a male, 21 years old and am supposed to have a girlfriend. They ask me, unknowingly to me she was present, “Who’s your girlfriend.” I instantly said “Jane”.
Jane was my first girlfriend in 1970. First kiss, dance, dinner, the prom…it was Jane. I still love her as a friend and always will. They tried to explain to the devastated Tina, who flew out to Colorado to be with me that closed head injuries to such an extent as mine the injured regress. | |
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