Things haven’t been so good for me lately with my health issue. I won’t share the diagnosis I got last week because MRA’s , well men in general, are violent and sadistic and they will use it to try and harm me. As I’ve stated several times, I already have open police files on a few of them and whenever they turn up I give more information to the police. That violent man Dan Perrins still gets people to tweet me from new accounts and he still stalks me even though he’s been blocked for a very long time.
I just wanted to let you know that my health issue is not as simple as I thought it was to fix. It will take time. I’ve suffered for a month with this issue and it’s been the most challenging time of my life to date. I put it on par with my spinal injury from the late 1990’s when I fell 30 feet down a rock face and onto railroad tracks while racing mountain bikes. Yes, I was extremely athletic at that time. I outrode most men.
Anyway, I’m gonna have a winter fundraiser to help me cover what will be unavoidable medical costs. Yes, we do have Canadian health care but some things just aren’t covered. For example, when I fell last year and broke my ribs, scapula and collar bone I couldn’t get the Ministry to pay for a one-meal-a-day food program. It cost me $6 a day to get the worst food ever simply because I couldn’t get out to buy groceries, nor could I even cook, for 3 months.
I’ve been legally disabled since 2003 and while they do pay for most things, they fail in a big way in some of the basics, like food for people who can’t walk!
Now I’ll not end this on a bad note because if you listened to my video a week ago you’d kinda get the idea that I’m a very focused, determined, and positive person. I know right!
Those of you that have supported me I am truly grateful.
Life is just so fucking hard sometimes. Things were going really good, and then something like this comes along.
My entire life is changing once again just like it did after my mountain bike accident.
Please be patient. I will be posting things. One thing that keeps me going is my work. To me, this is my job, my life’s work, my calling. I have carved out a little job for myself. I started on Twitter with a little egg picture and 0 followers. Until about 2 years ago I didn’t even use Twitter. Now I’ve got a wonderful following and am following a great bunch of radical women. Each day I try to find another radfem to follow.
Disabled people have to be very creative. I did work in the past as long as I could, until about age 43, and then I admitted to myself that I couldn’t even do a part time job which is the last job I had to give up. I loved that job, even though my boss was a bit of an ass.
I was very active in my community during my mid to late 30’s and then I had to start slowing down. They want to put me in a wheelchair now but I’m stubborn and will walk as long as my legs will carry me.
So, I’m creating a new winter banner and the fundraising will begin again to help me get through this very difficult time.