Well, my JAZZY 614 HD power chair needs new batteries.
This is what I use to get around because I have arthritis in my knees and ankles.
OK, my doctor wrote out the prescription for the new batteries.
But he made a mistake.
He wrote it out of power chair accessories, when it should have said power chair repairs, NOT accessories.
So, the prescription can't be filled.
Three times I tried to call the doctor's office.
I tried to explain the mistake that was made that needs to be corrected.
The receptionist couldn't understand what I was talking about.
I tried to explain so she would understand to tell her about the correction that is needed before Medicare/Medicaid could cover the prescription.
But, she wouldn't listen to me, and I couldn't get a word in.
I have made three different attempts to call in and I can't speak for myself.
So, yesterday afternoon around 5:00 PM I went to an attorneys office that was only 2 blocks from where I lived. I had to find the closest place possible because of my batteries.
I tried to explain the situation to them, and to see if they could call my doctor, because I need someone to speak for me.
They could not do it.
So, I tried to ask some advice as to who could do it. They said that they can't give out any information.
Then, one of the guys came out and told me to leave or he would call the police.
Well, I got pissed.
I said, I'm not a criminal, I'm just a handicapped person seeking help or advice.
He went for his cell phone.
Then I got really pissed!!! I said "OK, I get it now! A football player gets $5 million dollars a year, and a FREE hummer after he's raped someone, and but I can't get a lousy set of batteries for my power chair, and I'm treated like a criminal for being handicapped!!!
Well, I left, but only after some choice words.
I gave him the middle finger salute, and told him to fuck off, and eat shit and die!
Then I went home.
I have no one who can speak for me! I need a mouth piece, someone to speak for me, because they won't listen.
But, I can't get any information.
That's because Texas is a religious state, and it's forbidden to ask questions and to seek knowledge, which is also forbidden.
So, I'm in deep shit.
I'm not going to get new batteries for my JAZZY, and I won't be able to go out shopping grocery anymore, and eventually, the food will run out, and I will die on my kitchen floor!
Or, I could put myself in a nursing home where I'm told when to get up in the mornings, when to go to bed, and I can't have my own telephone or and Internet access in my own room, and I can't have my own TV, so when I want to watch TV it will be down in the day room and I'll have no choice because it will either mostly Spanish programming or sports.
Yeah! They will feed me and keep my body alive while my mind slowly withers away and dies after just a couple of years.
NO THANK YOU!
I'll take my life first before that happens.
I'd rather be in my own apartment, reading my books, and using the Internet, and have my own personal freedom as my food runs out, before I die on my kitchen floor!
So, I guess I'll be on these forums for maybe another six weeks or so, and when you all don't see me anymore, because I will have died on my kitchen floor!
PRAISE JEEEEEEEZZZAAAAAAASSSSSSS!!!
Of course, my problem could be easily solved, if I can just get a message to my doctor to correct the mistake on the prescription, that it should be for repairs and NOT accessories.
But, the receptions won't listen to me, and they won't let me speak.
And I have no one who can speak for me.
If I make another attempt to find someone to speak for me, I'll only run the risk of going to jail.
Because, here in Texas, we don't have free speech, and even thinking is illegal.
I only need another person to call my doctor for me.
That's all I need, because I can't speak for myself, because the receptionist won't listen.
Then I'll have to see if I can sue my doctor for malpractice because he made an error when writing out my prescription.
Oh wait! I keep forgetting!
I need a lawyer to do that! And lawyers here in El Paso, or anywhere in Texas don't take cases for handicapped people. No, instead, they call the cops on handicapped people. Lawyers only help to get football players off when accused of rape so they can go back out on the field and chase a ball and get there FREE Hummers!
That's more important than a human life! And the sooner I die, the more money there will be toward another Hummer to be given away free to some football player.
You see, I need to die because I'm a dangerous criminal.
I'm a Democrat, and I can't play sports because I'm crippled up with arthritis, and I read too many science books, and I don't believe in Creationist fairy tales, and I'm not an American citizen because I'm not a Christian, according to former President Bush and the Republican party.
So, I'm an evil rotten person and I deserve to die because I'm not a professional rapist who plays football. Only those good decent rapists who play football deserve to live.
Maybe I'll go out and "commit suicide by cop" so my death will be more symbolic, and serve a political purpose for the Republicans. Yeah! They'll be happy because I'll give them what they want.
Perhaps I need to get down on my fat dimpled knees, and pray to Jesus to heal my arthritis so I can play football and rape somebody and get a free Hummer.
And I'll have sirloin and T bone stakes in my fridge, and I'll get to live.
But no, I'm an evil rotten person! I'm no good, because I'm crippled up with arthritis, and I don't like sports, and I read too many books, unlike all those good football players who keeps America entertained.
So, I deserve to die!
Praise the Lord!
In the meantime, once again, my song.
Jesus Hates Me
Jesus hates me this I know
For the BUY-BULL tells me so
The ignorant to him belong
I'm too smart, so I am wrong
Yes, Jesus hates me
Yes, Jesus hates me
Yes, Jesus hates me
The BUY-BULL tells me so
Amen
Praise the lord!