Things one doesn't expect.

I posted a long diatribe yesterday in which I casually mentioned that what I think is an MRSE is eating my face and that the dermatologists at Kaiser have not found a solution in over two years and say they cannot.  As of this morning, that is officially over.  I am taking this missive to Kaiser today.  On Wednesday, I am returning for about the seventh consultation with a Dermatologist - and, by the  way, I like this dermatologist.  He's no slouch.  But we need to step into high gear with this.  Now.  If this letter doesn't make my point clearly, I will verbalize it more clearly on Wednesday - quietly and politely - but I mean it.

I am thoroughly amazed this morning to find assistance coming from as far away as Georgia and Israel.  One friend did a complete series of research for me and I am taking it to the clinic today.  Another is sending specific homeopathic remedies while several others recommend, and provide research, on the curative power of hemp oil.  

I also woke up this morning to discover that pustules had formed all the way across my chin during the night and this is rapidly becoming a medical emergency.  So I looked up suppliers for hemp oil and guess what?   It's illegal.  I'm not at all certain the stuff actually has curative properties, but I am certain I can find some where I live and I'm going to try it.  The other solution I devised was topical Nitric acid, and let me tell you something.  Rubbing that on your face intentionally is not for everyone.

Let me tell you something else.  If I rub 'illegal' hemp oil on this and it cures the problem - after the DEA and County and Coast Guard just spent millions of dollars flying with the DEA helicopters, the Coast Guard Rescue Helicopter from Oahu, the county fire helicopter (Chopper 1) and at least one contract Hughes 500 - all for Green Harvest between Last Thursday and yesterday - and I'm talking total costs of over $10,000 an hour EACH to put those birds in the air- call it half a million dollars a day - then what would happen between me and the Federal government wouldn't be pretty.

I'm not going to the mattresses.  I'm going to fight the war I know how to win.  The war of words.  In order to do that I need to establish something:  Am I exaggerating?  Is it hyperbole?  The only way you can know is if you decide for yourself, so I am going to provide you with the dataset you need on a daily basis.  It's not attractive.

I have to leave in ten minutes, so I am going to break here and continue later.  I thank everyone most sincerely who reached out to me with offers of assistance.  I mean it with my heart and I will not forget.

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Image 2191:  Saturday, July 23, 2011

Image 2198: Monday, July 35, 2011

And just for the hell of it...

Image 2199:  Monday, July 25, 2011  Dead center on the top of my right clavicle - that's skin cancer.  They didn't find that the last time, even though I pointed it out to the doctor.  That's right.  I pointed it out to the dermatologist.  I have had a lot of Basal cells and I HAVE FOUND EVERY ONE OF THEM!  I used to have to argue with the derms to get them removed - they insisted they were warts - now they take my word for it.

a hui hou

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