Clinton Siegle April 15, 2017 · Do not just be a puppet on a string. Challenge yourself. Stimulate your mind. Read, think it is not illegal, yet to think. Do your research.

I am often asked what happened to me. I have told many a fictional tale due to happen stance and life. When I first encountered flesh-eating bacteria. I said I was a zombie for 17 days prior to them operating to remove the piece of dead flesh. When that did not seem to do the trick. I said I was snowmobiling when a grizzly bear came out and snagged me off it and put me into a snow drift.

Then my second go around with flesh-eating bacteria, I said that a shark got me in the Great Salt Lake. A drug lord had dropped off his over grown shark into the Salt Lake. And well I was swimming and that the shark came up and took my foot.

Being disabled due to flesh-eating bacteria I tried to go back to work. Only to have the bacteria attack me again to lose my foot. Next I attempted to start once more and stress dealing with no money no health insurance. And no way to cop caused my sugars to be so high I lost my hearing and eyesight for a time. As a result, I tried to ask for help. I was sort of denied. I wrote the website that is supposed to give help at the federal level. They never replied. I wrote my senators and congressman. To no reply. I finally gave up and moved in with my mother in law due to my family wanting me dead because instead of helping me. They just kept up the pressure. Why do you not get a job? Sadness, after nine months. The government agreed a one eye, hearing impaired, one footed person might be disabled. Great I thought I would be able to get insurance after spending my 401 k on health insurance. That was a bust. Instead of helping or trying to assist. They wanted 800 a month without paying for any of the drugs. They said I had to be on and guess what that is without visiting a single doctor. This said I had a decision to feed my family or go to the doctor. I was lucky. My mother in law allowed me and my family to move in. Paying of course and lived away from the Obama tax law requirement. Because I made 32 dollars more than allowed to pay 800 a month for health insurance. Sadness. Evilness. That is how I see being disabled. No one is helping. No one cares. The website directed to me to go to is useless. as well as now. At this moment in time, all the grants for artists, or people trying went to the people with sexually disability. Which is interesting because I guess I qualify for that too? Humor how life is sad and only gets sadder in remembering a life worth living.

I am acquired taste, in fact I would say more vinegar than sugar at times. For the past three years I have been more than a little disabled. I use to work 10 to 14 hour days leaving very little time to be, well me. I write often, read more than I should of other people´s posts, and often time leave messages that after a bit I realize that person does not know me enough to accept a awkward conversation. Humor, my life is at that awkward point of trying to explain who I am and what I am. Since, May 19th, 2016 I believe I have been traveling to parallel worlds. I remember a complete different history, personalities of people, and geography, This at times is an oddity when asking where is Japan, New Zealand, South America. This also brings into question my humor which is dry, non wittier, often mad hatter like in appearance, and at times cruel without meaning to be. Meaning when I see the world coming to an end, I am not dreaming it, I am watching it. Before May 19, I was a zombie for 27 days. Meaning my right ankle died for 18 days without anyone knowing it. Then on a separate date my left foot decided to die for 9 days and well. Thus I was truly a zombie for 27 days. I tell my story instead that I was snowmobiling in Yellowstone when my wife fell off and was angry waking up a grizzly bear which chased us up a tree. The bear caught me and scratched my ankle while putting me into a snowbank for lunch. That summer after surviving that I was pushing a boat into the Great salt lake when a drug lord decided to drop off his over sized shark. Well, I saw it going towards my wife hooped in saved her but the shark well it took my left foot.

I am one of the luckiest and unluckiest people in the world. How can I be both? I survived living as a zombie in a hospital for seven days was sent home with flesh-eating bacteria. My neighbors seeing called the fire department that came over and after hearing I was in the hospital for seven days told me to walk my pain off. The nurse coming to set up the antibacterial medicines saw me and gave me 15 dollars for a taxi ride to the hospital where they took a foot long three-inch deep section from my ankle up towards my knee that night because they finally found that my ankle died. I survived. Weird my stories or I was pushing my boat into the Great Salt Lake when a tiny salt lake shark came out of the water after a pregnant woman and her kids, well I jumped in and saved them only to lose my ankle.

Getting home being fired from my job, I have put out resumed out when my wife asked me did I hear that. I found out that day I was deaf. However, I was lucky that a neighbor putting together a zip gun had been firing the gun into the closet and missed the closet, putting the bullet through three walls and into the door frame right above my head. Luck had me still insurance for hearing aids.

Getting my job in a different state I started throwing up. Due to the insurance policy, I knew I needed to be back in my state for care. Flying home the plane was about to be set down because I was so sick. Arriving in the airport, I went to the hospital. They said they could save my foot Sunday. 1 AM Monday they awoke me had me sign a paper and Tuesday I awoke without a foot. Flesh-eating bacterium again was going to get me. My story is that I was walking with my wife in Yellowstone when a grizzly bear awoke from Hibernation came after us. I got my wife into a tree, but the bear got me took my foot and put me in a snow drift for eating later. Lucky or unlucky depends on how you see your life.