We're all alone. Ping me handsome.

Dr Shrink is my shrink (Boy is MY case going to be one for her memoirs)

She is in close contact with my personal physician and has already read the above letter.

I am hoping that my personal physician is already talking to the doctor who is lucky I'm meeting her as a wise 50-year old instead of a still blindsided 49-year-old.

Or actually when he realizes that his 50-year-old daughter (adopted), who has just said to him that, "I know now why my mother left you" might have some special insight that he doesn't share. Until he has spoken to his psychic cell phone, been given "bad boy drugs" while in handcuffs, he can talk to the hand.

That's my best memory of the radiograph pre-surgery

I just hung up on Dad FFS, it really makes him really upset when I cuss at him. Well, he just needs to fucking get over it. It just so happens that he can find time to watch this one prerequisite video before he gets clued into the legal case of his career just this once I want him to "Watch me do this, Daddy"

allbud.com/learn/story/does-smoking-cannabis-cause-lung-damage

^^This article is JUST like the one I was going to write, so I don't see any reason to reinvent the wheel.

Let's talk about another great thing with the less than consummate professional. No Tysabri for 6 months. That story definitely needs to be told at trial.

I'm going to start a Go Fund Me page. I will get that done right away. All donations with names will be reimbursed at least 3 times once the case with The One Who Cannot be Named is settled, assuming a settlement of at least 50,000. That's the kind of thing I'd ask my lawyer to do, but he is in mourning because he thinks he can't help his poor daughter.

This is the video I want him to watch. I just want him to sit down, shut up and pretend this is MY story for a change. Remember Dad, "I'll never understand why she left me"? I have said several times in the past few days that I get it now. What do I have to do?

Dr Shrink can jump into that anytime.

(Lurkers, please jump in here and do what needs to be done. So far we have had no outsiders here because I need to take each by hand and bring them down the rabbit hole)

Sorry Dad, there is no way I'm going to fly this Christmas except for medical reasons. I think our timing is impeccable.

Just the thought of it was raising my blood pressure.

But you don't have to fly either. This room is our command center. All you have to do is watch the most emotionally devastating scene I've ever seen. I think you've seen up to A Golden Crown? Well, you ain't seen nothing yet. I want to point something out after you watch it. This video encapsulates how I feel right now.