Tuesday, September 25, 2012


Another day, a day at court was yesterday. You see, on November 24, 2011. I had a synoptic (black out) while driving. They charged me with DUI. No I wasn't drinking. But the trooper did it anyway. I have Atrial ventricular- Fibullation, which all my blood had pooled in ventriculars. When I stood up it started a fibullation to heart then to brain. This is a scary experience. I didn't remember driving. When I came too, I was up in a Van's rear end. 8+ miles I drove without any memory. No airbags came out. They took me to hospital. For almost a year now, the court kept continuance. I so tried to find out who or whom may have seen me. No one would come forth. At the hospital, I had my husband, both sons at the hospital with me. The paramedics had brought me said I smelt like I had had a drink. They even had to tell the trooper to move out of the way so they could get me out of car.

I was in A-fib. At the hospital, the trooper kept telling me "I’m  under arrest. Alot of this, I still don't remember. Now days, one gets charged with taking medicine and driving if involved in an accident.

It took them, almost a year, to get back my blood sample from Richmond. All they found was my many meds I take for my illnesses. Charged first for DWI. Then down to reckless driving.
With all that has happened this year, and it isn’t over yet. I plead to the reckless. Just to get this over and done with. I have too much other to deal with. This took all day. My nerves were shot so I came to son’s and slept for 12 hrs.                                                

Sunday, February 27, 2011

NamWives PTSD vietnam: They had a choice, Vietnam didn't! big difference!...

NamWives PTSD vietnam: They had a choice, Vietnam didn't! big difference!...: "I've been wanting to get my 'statement out' This might be a start. After 30+years marriage to someone I thought was just mean, verbally abus..."

They had a choice, Vietnam didn't! big difference!

I've been wanting to get my 'statement out" This might be
a start.
After 30+years marriage to someone I thought was just mean,
verbally abusive, and all the time drank.
We moved from place to place and inbetween, homeless a few
times.
Couldn't keep a job longer than 2years. I stood by my man! No
matter where we ended up. Mostly my choice, not his.
 So much anger and hurt with me, 2 sons always thought we
weren't ever good enough. Told this on every occuation He had.
After much  soul searching, I truly loved this man.
Back in BabyBoomer times, we never heard or thought of PTSD. 

I continue to see a person that, not only had so many issues, wouldn't share .