It has been over a year already, since I had two heart attacks. I guess I had so many #2 sandwiches that the year flew by. I'm still alive but I: Still don't have a mental health diagnosisStill don't have a mental health providerStill living in the foothillsStill don't have a cardiologistStill don't have transportationStill... Continue Reading →
When I left to take care of a few things. I locked my truck and cleaned camp. As I approached my driveway I heard a noise, so I stopped and squatted down. Next thing I see is a hunter walking past only 30 feet away. Good thing I wasn't wearing my camo clothes, haha. I... Continue Reading →
I'm leaving camp tomorrow for a couple. Coming back with a draw knife to skin some logs. Once the bark has been removed, it is time to start assembling. I tore down the old garage and moved it to where I had firewood stored. I removed all roots, black berries and shrubbery. I have been... Continue Reading →
I will follow up with completed report... Now I get to deal with the anxiety of reliving the horrible ordeal all over again.
I've thought long and hard about writing this post. First off, I have no idea how to say it. Second, it needs to be said, but nobody is listening. I've been trying to do the right thing, as suggested by others, and it is causing me to lose my mind. This process I'm dealing with... Continue Reading →