MY THIRTY YEAR CROSS-ENDING THE WAR

Hello my internet Angels,

I hope you are all having a great day, are inspired...and happy, mindful and living your dreams......

today is the first day of the rest of my life. ..

THE WAR IS OVER

Thirty years later, I stand at the helm
I am winning the war today and I feel overwhelmed
The path that I have chosen is full of life, passion and pain
That's all that I catty from the past
Physically I will never be the same

I've built a home and now a business
My friends, I call this place, Giggles Inc.
You are welcome to join me on my journey
You must be mindful and you truly must be able to think
About a whole new environment, I'll show you how to create
Just let go of the past, the war ends today, close your eyes my friend and blink

Put all your cards on the table
And the next hand hat you are dealt
Is the one that got lost in the maze others create
The hand you are holding, leads to success and wealth.
(C) Brenda Keough
May 7,2015
12:15 _12:17 p.m.

I have my "hopefully,' last meeting to go face to face with the WSIB Director...a previous Workers Compensation Manager that was on my case, that I met with in 2006, when I opened my medical file, wihich I requested from the board under the "Freedom of Information Act."

I opened my file to see that not only had destruction followed me throughout my medical nightmare when I had an accident at work, broke a rib (upper right side of back T4,) and because nobody did their jobs....I was misdiagnosed with "rhomboid muscle strain."

That began my nightmare.  I knew it wasn't muscle pain..I had a knife in my back, that's how I described it from day one...pleading with anyone to help me find medical care...and help. 

Twelve specialists that prostituted me through an unforgiving system....taking more day by day...I thought I would die from the ignorance and added pain, as I was experimented on...having needles, unnecessary spinal taps, tomograms, biopsy's, nerve blocks, needles driven into my head, neck and back, the spasms got so bad my back would swell...and when I cried from the pain during the Workers Compensation physio rehabilitation center I was forced to attend from 9-4 pm.. daily. 

My regime was , lifting  weights, swimming, exercising which sent me into more spasms...all the things that added to my pain....and sent me to another doctor I found close to my home, at the end of my WSIB physio, because I had problems breathing...and needed needles all over my back and chest to help freeze the spasms...cramps..and servere pain...

I see this person in 2006, because of the travesty I've read in my file...one memo stating I was "63-with low back problems," circulated throughout my files from day one....and the manager, now Assistant Director...is the same one that continued to write in letters to his staff that " I had low back problems, and caused problems with their LMR retraining programs.." 

I did, they were fraudulent.  Two of the schools I was forced to attend, which I described and showed proof of things in my reports to the WSIB Adjudicator, and the V.P, or the Secretary to the, then President.

The schools were reporting information that wasn't correct.  Very disrespectful to the injured workers, photocopied MS books as lessons, which I showed them, "lessons that were incomplete, because someone didn't "photocopy" the right information, page...

Too many things were swept under the carpet, but I kept journals, notes, files, and investigated on my own, asking repeatedly for updated medical files, only to find missing information as I go though. 

After the 2006 meeting, because of the defamation of character I felt coming from the misrepresentation since day one....nobody cared, it was a complicated file, and medical case.

So, I was told then, nothing could be done, I couldn't start a new file, so I asked that a summary of my issues, medically be put in front with the correct information about the seven unnecessary operation after my initial rib removal a year later...which caused nerve damage...which led to the spinal column stimulator...malfunctions, electrocutions that almost killed me and took away my life, careers, everything...

So today I go to face them once more, as I've been told I will be cut off my income soon...they feel they have no responsibility, or accountability...when they purchased the medical devices, that caused more operations, and took me out of society when they malfunctioned for years of untold isolation, silence and pain...

I break that silence, end the war...and finally take my life back from the hands of ignorance...