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| Writing with one hand as I'm having a cig. Up at midnight as I'm forlorn. It's a Sunday. I feae I'll get killed again. I will be up most of today. I plan to make breadsticks. Later this morning. i saw a tweet that Gov Newsom released 7 pr9soners this past week. They could be heading this way to make me and mae me die. Today. Or any day. I am in fear of my life from these7 people. I trust my God to keep me safe. I don't know why I feel hungry now. I could possilby make a midnight snack. I fear it all and now I'm feeling some bastards are happy at this revelation of mine. I'm taking my meds as always. I found an email from my clinic asking me to come to see the dr next week but I don't have any money to pay their fee. I am asked for $4 each time I go there you see. I have an insurance but that mght not be en force now. I will see to it to see if those insurance cards are still viable. Then I can go to a regular doctor not one who is a fy by night sort. I do't know what to do about this. I need meds to get through my days. If my doctor isn't up to snuff then I could be marked for life by that one in Riggs Community Health so that bastards can find and get me to die everytime they see me. I have to go to the doctor bec my psychiatrist wants to check my BP. Each tiem I see them. I won't see her for another six weeks it seems. Or did she say six months? I have to see about that insurance that I signed up for. That way I can safely put in an appointment with the Arnett Clinic here in town. They were my previous doctor here. |