So
… I've been sick this whole week. I really apologize for not being
here. Anyway yesterday I went to the doctor and guess what? I'm not
going to be catatonic soon. Yet with such great news you'd think I'd
be jumping for joy. But I am very angry. Why? Because it's a common
habit for doctors to simply read the results that a tech writes down.
Yesterday
a competent doctor, which I am now convinced there are very few,
actually looked for himself. The reason I can't move my neck has
nothing to do with my srynx... it hasn't changed in years. Truth is
the reason my neck is destroyed, arthritis has entirely eaten it away
in 4 places. It's gone and can't be fixed. Me the no-necked-wonder
will now have to go to extensive physical therapy just to be able to
move … over something that could have been slowed to a crawl had
any of my previous doctors bothered to read their test results by
looking at the pictures they took. Really?
I've
had arthritis since third grade but the pain is different in a spine
because the tissue and muscles are different and will continuously
spasm. I ought to sue. I know this is truly a miracle, I will be more
able to be grateful once this truth actually hits me. Stay tuned …
more books on the way. Also submissions are open for a small window
yet. I really need fantasy, middle grade readers and picture books
(including coffee table books such as photo-journals and of course
graphic novels.)
That's
my side of it,
Angel
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