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Oh where, oh where has my little cmsix gone?
Contrary to recent rumors I AIN'T DEAD YET. I'll admit my output has been sparse lately but still, I ain't dead.
"Well, what's happened to your dumb ass then?" you might ask.
First, like any good old boy (read that as redneck) I got an ingrown toenail and tried to cut it out myself with a pair of Nippy Clipers from Radio Shack. I don't blame the clippers but maybe I should have more careful to disinfect them first. Come to think of it maybe I should have done a little washing on my foot first too.
Like anyone else who can read, or even listen I had heard of gangreene before. Still and yet I wasn't prepared for the malady to be visited upon me.
Cutting to the chase, I ended up in a hospital where they tried to fix me up by amputating my toe. It didn't do the job and so about a week later they amputated my left leg BK. That means below the knee for those of you who aren't up to date with your medical terminology.
After a weelk or so of rehab they sent me to place called OrPro and the nice man measured me for a peg leg. I wasn't on medicare yet and when the leg arrived medicaid didn't feel inclined to pay for it. Did you have any idea a peg leg cost around thirteen thousand bucks? I'll admit I didn't have the first clue. I bought a wheelchair and went on about my business. I spent a little time in South East Texas with my daughter and her husband but they got into a little trouble with the law and they had to take me up to Plano and drop me off on my youngest brother before they had to report for a stay in the pen.
My brother got sick of my ass pretty quickly and he signed me up for the "old folks" version of the pen or at least he sent me to a nursing home. Rose Haven Retreat in Atlanta Texas is my current home.
Funny about Rose Haven. They charge around 3k a month and they have a lot better form filler outers than I've encountered before. Not only did they get Medicaide to pay for my stay here, they even convinced them to pony up the money for my peg leg and they even have someone here to teach me how to use it.
My youngest brother, Richard, even bought me a laptop to use while I'm in here and after I asked politely someone sent me an IBM Model M keyboard and I'm trying to get back into the swing of things again.
My email is firstname.lastname@example.org and I'd like to take a poll of which of my stories you might want me to work toward finishing. I ain't promising shit, but for once I will consider your emailed opinions.
as Bob Snapp used to say
I'm in one now. Rose Haven retreat in Atlanta Texas.
My youngest brother, Richard phoned me today and told me about the death of my middle brother, Kerry. Apparently Kerry parked his car and walked onto train tracks to dispute right of way issues with the train. Kerry lost.
I'm currently rsiding in Rose Haven Retreat, a nursing home in Atlanta,Texas Room 27. It claimed to have wifi in the rooms but it doesn't reach my room. I can only connect down in the dining room and since it is near the middle of the building there is constant noise from the mentally disturbed residents. It is slightly annoying.
My brother bought me a new laptop to use here but I can't write on it's chicken shit keyboard.My PAL Whooper is trying to find an IBM Model M keyboard to connect to my laptop and I hope to get something out as soon as he can fix me up. Thanks
I finally got away from mmy crazy dope head of a brother. His name is Kerry and he is a bust as a human. My other brother is a nice guy who lives in Plano Texas.
My daughter got us a nice rent house in Queen City Texas and she rented us a PO Box. Unfortunately I don't know the number just yet but I will put it up as soon as I can.
Here it is PO Box 823 Queen City, Tx 75572. I still have the same cmsixed@gmail paypal account. Glad to be back.
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