An End To The Wheelchair War!

This great news came down the pipeline two Mondays ago! I’ve reported that insurance would only pay three grand of the forty six grand, leaving me to pay the difference. Mom & dad MUST be looking out for me because the company I’m going through to get it is covering the balance!


Yep, I don’t need to pay a thing! ๐Ÿ™‚ If you readers could’ve seen my face when I found out! As of now the chair is on order and hopefully will get here when the warm weather comes!


When Does Facebook Start To Interfere With One’s Offline Life?

This is a topic I wanted to discuss for a long while now, but think you readers know how my rl is. Shall we dive into the topic at hand? ๐Ÿ™‚

The title of this post says it all, when does Facebook start to interfere with daily life, your job, responsibilities to family etc.? In this age, we’re connected to pretty much everything from anywhere, & I’m not saying this is a bad thing, but please read on. What I’m trying to ask is can being on social media takeover one’s life, making the person neglect things offline?

Months ago, my nephew started to seek out ladies on Facebook to get to know and date, which I’ll give my two cents later, moving on. I remember a night I was having to scramble to the toilet & asked him to get me on there, he was looking at a woman’s pic saying โ€œYou just went the other night, you aint gotta go.โ€

I reversed it on him and said, โ€œAnd what if roles were reversed & I was your caregiver, saying that?โ€

He answered, โ€œI wouldn’t have a problem shitting myself!โ€

I fired back, โ€œWell then, if you did, I’d bitch at you as I cleaned you up, now do your job!โ€

He did, but while he put me on it, he told me the woman was a โ€œbad bitchโ€, but I’m thinking, โ€œ& why should I give a fuck?!โ€ He’s bringing the women that he meets online home and that there is risky to me. He doesn’t realize they could be a thief, gold digger or killer, (just saying).

Tried telling him this because of my past experiences with the two people I met and tried getting em here, but he was, โ€œI know them on FB, their cool!โ€ This past weekend, he left me alone while he spent it with a woman he met on there and didn’t tell me swot! He would come home to get me out of bed, yes, but I wasn’t really pleased you know?

Ending this with a question and statement. Do some of you think people can get to drawn to social media for their own good? I have a FB page and talk to a few ladies on there, but there are limits I put on myself.

Personal Blog For March 1st 2018

For those who are new to my bloggy here, I usually do a personal post at the start of each month as a way of cleansing my mind and let you into my thoughts. It also lets you know what’s coming etc. So without further words, let me begin!

It needs to be put out there that the wheelchair issue has stressed me out & when I took steps to resolve it myself, I got my head cut off. I called my sister who’s my Power of Attorney and her answer is to get me back on Medicaid to pickup the slack of what Medicare won’t cover, but she fails to see the state has denied me 4 other times to get state insurance, so I see no point in retrying. Even if granted, it might take awhile to kick in.

There is Easter Seals that help people like me get things such as wheelchairs & I tried telling her that yesterday, but trying to get points across with her can’t be done!




In other, more happier news, I can now get back into Tekken 7 if I want, which the rust shows on me badly! Tried a few online matches and my butt was beaten, slaughtered and destroyed, so two friendly matches with a โ€œfriendโ€ were tried. Check below, but in the matches, he acted as if they were a tournament, try harding me! Yes, the game’s competitive, I get it, but crap man…

(You may need to tweak you tube’s settings to get the videos to play all of the way through). Would you readers like to see more?



As for Anime stuff. I do plan on a post on RWRBY, (Hope that’s right) among other anime related goodness! ๐Ÿ™‚ Might take a night to binge Trigun, because a review was promised for a year?

Lastly: Stories will still be posted here, but my clause will be put up, due to a fantasy blogger linking to the Sailor Moon crossover without asking. Hopefully that will stop that.

Good News, But….

For days, I’ve been trying to wrap my brain round something, but a headache is all I get in return. Most here know that my wheelchair’s overdue for retirement, like 7 or 8 years overdue, but thanks to insurance hiking rates up, *so I’m guessing*, the guy I went through for years no long does repairs etc. However he referred me to another guy and a week later, a chair was picked out, but the waiting game started.


For months the state insurance red tape dragged on, like it does, having me on edge & my doctor kept asking “Why am I not in the new one yet?”


Just told her, I got it ordered, its up to you and the guy I can rarely get a hold of now. As of Friday, I’m approved to get it, but the insurance will only cover three grand of the forty five grand chair, I need to cover the rest! See wtf I mean by I’d rather buy a car? Hope I can make monthly payments because I NEED this damn wheelchair!

Why I Don’t Fish Anymore

Before moving to the city sometime in the mid 80s, I grew up on a farm in the country. It wasn’t a big one, but you couldn’t beat the open land we had with a corn field, a large field to fly kites in, the whole nine! ^_^ We also had a pond with Bass, Sunfish & Bluegil that we use to fish every chance we had. I use to love fishing, next to kite flying, that was my favorite thing.

Might catch backlash from family if they read this on Facebook, but ah well. Something happen to me that traumatized me to the point that makes me flip if someone even hangs a fish in my face, having me dislike fishing. Before continuing, I want it known that I loved my parents when they were living and miss em now, & I’m not trying to speak ill of them in death.

My mom took me down to the pond one day after she got a lil tipsy, locked my brakes on my manual chair and put a fishing pole in my hand. Now, it needs to be said the brakes were shit, they were very loose and I told her that, but she insisted that I was fine, just fish. Well, next thing I knew was heading in the water with her coming after me. Some weeks later, dad did the same, this time though I fell in with a lawn chair.

After those two accidents, fishing was odd for me? Some in my family may laugh at me for my reason, but can anyone blame me?

Personal Blog For Feb.1st 2018

There’s a lot to cover in this month’s personal blog, so let us start with the elephant in the room, no news on my claim for the new chair. For the new readers who just followed me, & those who have been away, I’ll be brief. I’m way overdue for a new wheelchair, like three years? A script for one was FINALLY written and passed to me last year with a new chair picked out that same month. Easy right? Nope! I then had to wait for the therapist and the guy that I gotta get it through to communicate, taking weeks of phone tag!

Last week, my doctor asked if I talked to the guy and to be honest, I gave up because he rarely returns calls. Wish Mike was still in the game, I knew he got shit done! Guess on the upside, my tilt function works on this chair again, though I wanna new chair.



Moving on! Thank you to all who supported me after the post about our female pit bull passing, it helped so much. Before she passed, her son use to try attacking me, biting my foot once, which got him kicked off, but now that she’s no longer here, he’s bad. A week after, he didn’t do nothing, just looked at me chill like, then one day I was coming out for coffee, he went into my room, came out, looked at me and went Cojoe on my ass! I try to be cool with him and all, but…. Last week, had my door open, the dog came in friendly and left then came by the door, growling at me. I lost my temper and chased his ass, blocking him in a corner.

Not sure WTF it is with him, a gene, a male thing or what, but there are times I wish I could hold him down and run over him a bit! I don’t wanna have people thinking that I abuse dogs, I don’t, I just do nothing to the dog, yet he wants my head! Yes, it might be the wheelchair, & if so, there’s zero I can do about it.

Writing! As stated earlier, my muses have been on me about finishing older stories, which I’m dedicating some weeks this month to do, that’s part of my reason not being on Facebook. I’m going to attempt finishing the book chapter this month so I can start the next chapter. If all goes as planned, the book will be half done, yay! ๐Ÿ™‚

I haven’t posted about this, but one of my PC game pads, (the one I need for Tekken) crapped on me. Don’t buy the HORI Fighting Commander controllers, they die without warning. I’ve found an older version of controller I used on SC5, so I’ll order it soon & hope it works! Also buying another Logitech pad as a backup.

Update On Wheelchair

Right off the bat, this isn’t a personal blog, that’s coming sometime after the first. No, in the post here, I’m blowing off steam about the situation with the lack of communication on where I’m at getting this new chair.

It has been months since I’ve gotten a script for it, one’s been picked out & then the therapist took forever to do his job, come out to evaluate me and fill out whatever papers he had to to get this going, but I’m jumping too much ahead. My doctor came out last month and said she expected to see me in the new chair this month. However, I don’t think she gets that it takes months upon months to get one, thanks to red tape BS.

Really don’t care to guess how long it takes, but IF a T ain’t crossed, insurance can and does deny you, then the process has to restart. Grade A SHYT right? If I had my way, I’d get one every three years, but since the system’s backward, I’m boned! ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

Anyway, my doc came by yesterday & the chair came up. Just told her the last time Greg & I spoke, (which was Friday), he was suppose to check on the status of the claim & call me, but never did. It’s phone tag with him mostly & I said to her that I have done all I had to do on my end, yell at him because I’m…..