I went to UW
Health for round one of ten of radiation.
I was in shackles and handcuffs before 6am.
Dr. Bradley
shared the results of my MRI from the previous Friday. Nothing good.
There is
extensive disease progression in the brain since my last scans in May. Where then we only had "hot spots,"
as Dr. Pophali described them, now there are extensive tumors. The areas without tumors have pervasive
cancer cells. A large tumorous mass in
my sinus cavity is pressing on the back of my optical area, and a tube which
runs to the ear. Plus the stuff in the
neck is still an issue with the use of the arm.
This is the reason for the failing eye sight, hearing, cognitive
function, and arm use. I have
deteriorated so much in the last three weeks.
I thought I had
more time, but I think time is running out.
The hope is the
radiation helps with some of these issues, so I can have a better quality end
of life. The one area we know it will
only make worse is the cognitive problems.
I have been
asking the HSU staff to provide me with
help in these areas and thus far I get nothing.
I struggle to see, I struggle to hear, and I cannot remember things. They have people who help people to these
things, because I had them at RGCI, but really did not need it. Here I need it, and I am left to mumble and
fumble about.
Then the prison
doctor, Dr. Murphy, gives me a hearing test.
He puts his fingers a centimeter from my ear rubs his fingers together
and asks me if I can hear it. Because I
can, he declares I have no hearing issues.
We do not
communicate by rubbing our fingers a centimeter from each other’s ear in a
silent Doctor's office. Yet they are
paying UW thousands to try and restore this hearing they refuse to help me with
so I can function in a prison setting.
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