Hello again
I am back from the hospital today. Well yesterday now. And the verdict. Is I have suffered a serious concussion from continuous and repeated blows to the head.
I have to be very careful and to be very vigilant and to consult my doctor on a regular basis'. As in several times a week. And to check in with the hospital if anymore blackouts occur.
I cannot go into it now. As I have to contact legal representation in this matter.
They did however feed me, at first through intravenous, but I did manage to get a few meals in. But back to normal again. No groceries.
I was able to see mom today and mom really missed me and was wondering where I was for the last several days. I did explain to her, and tried not to get her upset. So I had to make up some fictitious story. As to not get her to worried.
I have to go now, as it is 3:44 AM and I have to try to get some sleep. But I do not know how much as I have to get to my doctor first thing in the morning to let him know what is happening and get refills on my prescriptions. I have not taken any in days now.And I am starting to feel the side effects of this.
I also must get to the Supreme Court of BC downtown tomorrow to pick up a few applications to pursue. Well I am sure you know what I mean.
The PGT is still abusing my mother and they have to be stopped. They continuously deny making any promises to me. Though I have emails to this end.
I will do whatever is necessary to stop this action
GOD bless and goodnight
Kris Schmuland
Friday, January 27, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Well
Hello again
So today I woke up at 3PM at I had a whole lot of the Pity Party going on. Wo is me. Cry me a river. Play me the smallest violin. I was hungry, angry, lonely, and tired. I was screaming a huge mess.
But their is mom, locked up, in a wheel chair, not by choice. Being given drugs against her and my will. Not allowing me to walk her, but not doing it themselves. After telling me I am banned from doing it. Not having her dental work done. After me telling them to have it done over and over again.
Being abuse by the PGT on a regular bassis'
So I got up, showered and dressed, dried my hair and left.
All of my bullshit does not compare to what my mother is going through.
And I made a promise to mom I would never stop coming to see her. Through rain nor shine nor sleet nor hail would make me not be able to get their. I would no matter what, be their to give her the spa treatment.
So I left and I arrived at the hospital at 7:30 PM. Mom was in bed and sleeping. But that is OK I woke her up and mom was great full I did. I put lotion on her feet and gave her a massage. I put her moisturizer on her face and her lotion on her arms;. Mom was ecstatic about me being their. Her eyes lite up and a big smile came over her face. She reached out to hug me, not once, but many, many times. It was worth leaving my Poor is me attitude behind and get my ass out to see mom.
I sang my good night song to her, hugged her and kissed her and wished her a good night and off I went.
Off into the unknown. Of what tonight. Searching the darkness, hoping for light. Seeing the bleakness of my life. And comparing it to my mother and seeing the truth. Of what life is all about. Leaving behind yourself, to give to another. To share and love. Without regret. Just to be their. Is good enough. Brings life to a full circle. Knowing that I make a difference in one's life. Brings tears to my eyes. Knowing that doing what is right is right.
Kris Schmuland January 24, 2012
GOD bless and good night.
Kris
I am going to go to the hospital now. As I cannot take any of this anymore. The black outs, the hungry. The doubt, the uncertainty.
So today I woke up at 3PM at I had a whole lot of the Pity Party going on. Wo is me. Cry me a river. Play me the smallest violin. I was hungry, angry, lonely, and tired. I was screaming a huge mess.
But their is mom, locked up, in a wheel chair, not by choice. Being given drugs against her and my will. Not allowing me to walk her, but not doing it themselves. After telling me I am banned from doing it. Not having her dental work done. After me telling them to have it done over and over again.
Being abuse by the PGT on a regular bassis'
So I got up, showered and dressed, dried my hair and left.
All of my bullshit does not compare to what my mother is going through.
And I made a promise to mom I would never stop coming to see her. Through rain nor shine nor sleet nor hail would make me not be able to get their. I would no matter what, be their to give her the spa treatment.
So I left and I arrived at the hospital at 7:30 PM. Mom was in bed and sleeping. But that is OK I woke her up and mom was great full I did. I put lotion on her feet and gave her a massage. I put her moisturizer on her face and her lotion on her arms;. Mom was ecstatic about me being their. Her eyes lite up and a big smile came over her face. She reached out to hug me, not once, but many, many times. It was worth leaving my Poor is me attitude behind and get my ass out to see mom.
I sang my good night song to her, hugged her and kissed her and wished her a good night and off I went.
Off into the unknown. Of what tonight. Searching the darkness, hoping for light. Seeing the bleakness of my life. And comparing it to my mother and seeing the truth. Of what life is all about. Leaving behind yourself, to give to another. To share and love. Without regret. Just to be their. Is good enough. Brings life to a full circle. Knowing that I make a difference in one's life. Brings tears to my eyes. Knowing that doing what is right is right.
Kris Schmuland January 24, 2012
GOD bless and good night.
Kris
I am going to go to the hospital now. As I cannot take any of this anymore. The black outs, the hungry. The doubt, the uncertainty.
Monday, January 23, 2012
A little bit better today.
Hello again
First CHRISTY CLARK IS ALLOWING THE PUBLIC GUARDIAN AND TRUSTEE TO ABUSE MY MOTHER AND MYSELF.
or loss in respect of financial affairs. It includes:
This is directly from their web sit and definition of abuse. By not supplying me with the funds to get mom her drinks and snacks and dinners, states that\ this is abuse. By my mother crying because I can not bring her these items is mental and emotional harm.
And by Chris Brettel being made at me, and taking it out on me, is also taking it out on my mother. He tells me their is a comfort fund for mom. Well just as always with the hospital, it is always a lie. They have not purchased anything for mom. Things she likes, drinks etc.... and my mother has now gone all month with hardly anything. Yes I have been able to get a few things, but not as it was last month.
I did after all apologize to Stephen Flynn for swearing at him. And calling him an asshole. I was hasty in my response to him and I did not think and lashed out. Which again I apologized to him.
But they have a vendetta against me and it is making mom cry, each and every evening I see her. And to wait for the hospital to do something, is like waiting for, well you know what I mean. They were to have all of mom's dental work done. Still nothing has been done. They are only two floors above the dental clinic.
And this is what Chris Brettell is telling me to do tell them.
So mom has been extremely upset lately. Crying and expecting the same as usual. Again her drinks and snacks etc.....
Now today, it happened again. I blacked out for about 20 minutes. I remember getting on the Canada Line and then I was standing, leaning against a pole at the Granville and Hasting bus stop. The only problem is, I don`t know if I got off at the Granville and Hastings stop or I got off at the Vancouver City Centre stop and walked down. Well the first thing I did was check myself. Not wet, no rips or tears in my clothing. I really don`t know what is going on.
Also my facial tick is back. Scrunching of my nose and eyes. And excessive blinking. This is a sign of excessive stress which I have had before.
It is not good. I am extremely upset that I can not give mom a single thing.
Please write the PGT or help me.
GOD Bless and good night.
Kris
First CHRISTY CLARK IS ALLOWING THE PUBLIC GUARDIAN AND TRUSTEE TO ABUSE MY MOTHER AND MYSELF.
Abuse
is deliberate mistreatment that causes
physical, mental or emotional harm, or damage to
or loss in respect of financial affairs. It includes:
This is directly from their web sit and definition of abuse. By not supplying me with the funds to get mom her drinks and snacks and dinners, states that\ this is abuse. By my mother crying because I can not bring her these items is mental and emotional harm.
And by Chris Brettel being made at me, and taking it out on me, is also taking it out on my mother. He tells me their is a comfort fund for mom. Well just as always with the hospital, it is always a lie. They have not purchased anything for mom. Things she likes, drinks etc.... and my mother has now gone all month with hardly anything. Yes I have been able to get a few things, but not as it was last month.
I did after all apologize to Stephen Flynn for swearing at him. And calling him an asshole. I was hasty in my response to him and I did not think and lashed out. Which again I apologized to him.
But they have a vendetta against me and it is making mom cry, each and every evening I see her. And to wait for the hospital to do something, is like waiting for, well you know what I mean. They were to have all of mom's dental work done. Still nothing has been done. They are only two floors above the dental clinic.
And this is what Chris Brettell is telling me to do tell them.
So mom has been extremely upset lately. Crying and expecting the same as usual. Again her drinks and snacks etc.....
Now today, it happened again. I blacked out for about 20 minutes. I remember getting on the Canada Line and then I was standing, leaning against a pole at the Granville and Hasting bus stop. The only problem is, I don`t know if I got off at the Granville and Hastings stop or I got off at the Vancouver City Centre stop and walked down. Well the first thing I did was check myself. Not wet, no rips or tears in my clothing. I really don`t know what is going on.
Also my facial tick is back. Scrunching of my nose and eyes. And excessive blinking. This is a sign of excessive stress which I have had before.
It is not good. I am extremely upset that I can not give mom a single thing.
Please write the PGT or help me.
GOD Bless and good night.
Kris
Sunday, January 22, 2012
It is happening again
Hello again
So today I had two of the same loss of time as yesterday, but it is more involved today. First time today I remember getting on the Canada line. Then I am walking half a block from the hospital. Interesting I said.
Well this next time today is more complicated. I am on the bus and I remember hearing the next stop is Willingdon. Well here is where the interesting part comes in.
Next thing I know, I am being shaken by a paramedic, going Kris, Kris. And I just said what, what. Now I am in my bedroom, just standing their, with the TV on and loud. And there is two paramedic's and a few police in my home. They are asking me, do you know where you are. Well, Yes in my bedroom. At home.
They take me to the living room and start asking me questions. As are you OK. Has this happened before. Where are you coming from. What is the last thing you remember. I tell them. I am OK, I don't sleep much and I have not eaten in over two weeks now. I go to see mom everyday in White Rock. She has Dementia. And they ask me the story and I tell them.
I also told them this happened to me yesterday, I don't recall two hours. And today it was one hour the first time and well, one hour this time as well.
The police took information from me. Checked me out. The paramedic's took my blood pressure and checked me out. My blood pressure is really low. I have a bit of a fever. My vision is off.
They could not tell me why this is happening. And asked me to come with them to the hospital to run tests on me. I just said no. I can't, I will go to the doctor's and if it happens tomorrow I will go to the hospital. I promise.
The police are asking me why I have not eaten, and the answer I give them is I have no money, the PGT has promised me $10,000.00. And now they said that they did not say this. And I cant get to the food bank, because of my having to walk with the cane. And it is too far away. I ask Welfare for help, I tell them I am not eating and they just ask me, why I did not budget. I showed the police the $5.00 cheque and told them this is what I am to survive on for the month.
I told the police that I am out of it. I am in a daze all the time. And my stomach is really hurting me. I really don't know what to do. I told the police and the paramedics. Well this is all a big commotion. The paramedics took blood from me. Did a few other tests. I don't know what for.
The police are telling me to phone some family members and get yourself groceries. You have to eat and eat now. Or at least tomorrow, Sunday. So we can tell if it is related to the fact that you are not eating. I tell them this is one of the symptoms, of starvation, delusions, fainting and the other effects of starvation. I just told them, It is not going to happen. I have no one to call and get help from. I write a blog and put it out their,that I haven't eaten in a long time. And I wrote about the fact I lost two hours yesterday. And well, officer's, nobody has responded, or even concerned about me not eating.
Nobody has even come forward. It is OK. I told them. I am even praying consistently about getting help with this. I told them of my dreams about Chinese food. Well this hole ordeal went on for 1 and 1 half hours. As a matter of fact, they all just cleared out, about 15 minutes before I started to type this, tonight.
Yes I am completely starving and so very, very hungry. I told them all about the whole incident with the PGT and how the guy Chris Brettell is a coward and is tough on the phone, and hanging up on me. And telling me they never said anything. Even though I have emails, that says so. It does not make a difference I never said this. I tried to tell him, it was not him, but I realized he knows it and is just playing games.
. He should not be looking after this. I want to speak with the real PGT.
So I promised the police I would go to the hospital if I cant get anything to eat tomorrow.
Anyways, I had to tell mom tonight that I have nothing for her. No drinks, or cheese or any kind of snack. I was crying like crazy while telling mom this. I don't recall a time when I have not been able to bring her a drink and snacks. OK yes once I think, a few years ago. I make sure mom has something. At all costs, and sacrifices.
But mom ate and we did the spa treatment. I also gave mom a manicure. Tomorrow I will put some nail polish on her. I put her to bed. Brushed her hair 50 times. As I always do. I rubbed her hands to maintain circulation Especially her left hand. I always rub and massage her left hand for 5 to 10 minutes a day. This is the arm that is hard for mom to use. The drugs are at fault for this.
I sang my good night song for her. And gave mom huge hugs and kisses. She closed her eyes and said good night.
I am going to go for a walk to see if I can find anything to eat. Anything will do.
I doubt it. I thought GOD would help me with this. HE says HE will supply all of your needs. Well me starving to death is not one of my needs.
And if I do and stop writing, It is the the Public Guardian and Trustee of BCs fault. Chris Brettell and Stephen Flynn.
So I am going now and I hope I find something. I really am hungry.
GOD bless and good night
Kris
So today I had two of the same loss of time as yesterday, but it is more involved today. First time today I remember getting on the Canada line. Then I am walking half a block from the hospital. Interesting I said.
Well this next time today is more complicated. I am on the bus and I remember hearing the next stop is Willingdon. Well here is where the interesting part comes in.
Next thing I know, I am being shaken by a paramedic, going Kris, Kris. And I just said what, what. Now I am in my bedroom, just standing their, with the TV on and loud. And there is two paramedic's and a few police in my home. They are asking me, do you know where you are. Well, Yes in my bedroom. At home.
They take me to the living room and start asking me questions. As are you OK. Has this happened before. Where are you coming from. What is the last thing you remember. I tell them. I am OK, I don't sleep much and I have not eaten in over two weeks now. I go to see mom everyday in White Rock. She has Dementia. And they ask me the story and I tell them.
I also told them this happened to me yesterday, I don't recall two hours. And today it was one hour the first time and well, one hour this time as well.
The police took information from me. Checked me out. The paramedic's took my blood pressure and checked me out. My blood pressure is really low. I have a bit of a fever. My vision is off.
They could not tell me why this is happening. And asked me to come with them to the hospital to run tests on me. I just said no. I can't, I will go to the doctor's and if it happens tomorrow I will go to the hospital. I promise.
The police are asking me why I have not eaten, and the answer I give them is I have no money, the PGT has promised me $10,000.00. And now they said that they did not say this. And I cant get to the food bank, because of my having to walk with the cane. And it is too far away. I ask Welfare for help, I tell them I am not eating and they just ask me, why I did not budget. I showed the police the $5.00 cheque and told them this is what I am to survive on for the month.
I told the police that I am out of it. I am in a daze all the time. And my stomach is really hurting me. I really don't know what to do. I told the police and the paramedics. Well this is all a big commotion. The paramedics took blood from me. Did a few other tests. I don't know what for.
The police are telling me to phone some family members and get yourself groceries. You have to eat and eat now. Or at least tomorrow, Sunday. So we can tell if it is related to the fact that you are not eating. I tell them this is one of the symptoms, of starvation, delusions, fainting and the other effects of starvation. I just told them, It is not going to happen. I have no one to call and get help from. I write a blog and put it out their,that I haven't eaten in a long time. And I wrote about the fact I lost two hours yesterday. And well, officer's, nobody has responded, or even concerned about me not eating.
Nobody has even come forward. It is OK. I told them. I am even praying consistently about getting help with this. I told them of my dreams about Chinese food. Well this hole ordeal went on for 1 and 1 half hours. As a matter of fact, they all just cleared out, about 15 minutes before I started to type this, tonight.
Yes I am completely starving and so very, very hungry. I told them all about the whole incident with the PGT and how the guy Chris Brettell is a coward and is tough on the phone, and hanging up on me. And telling me they never said anything. Even though I have emails, that says so. It does not make a difference I never said this. I tried to tell him, it was not him, but I realized he knows it and is just playing games.
. He should not be looking after this. I want to speak with the real PGT.
So I promised the police I would go to the hospital if I cant get anything to eat tomorrow.
Anyways, I had to tell mom tonight that I have nothing for her. No drinks, or cheese or any kind of snack. I was crying like crazy while telling mom this. I don't recall a time when I have not been able to bring her a drink and snacks. OK yes once I think, a few years ago. I make sure mom has something. At all costs, and sacrifices.
But mom ate and we did the spa treatment. I also gave mom a manicure. Tomorrow I will put some nail polish on her. I put her to bed. Brushed her hair 50 times. As I always do. I rubbed her hands to maintain circulation Especially her left hand. I always rub and massage her left hand for 5 to 10 minutes a day. This is the arm that is hard for mom to use. The drugs are at fault for this.
I sang my good night song for her. And gave mom huge hugs and kisses. She closed her eyes and said good night.
I am going to go for a walk to see if I can find anything to eat. Anything will do.
I doubt it. I thought GOD would help me with this. HE says HE will supply all of your needs. Well me starving to death is not one of my needs.
And if I do and stop writing, It is the the Public Guardian and Trustee of BCs fault. Chris Brettell and Stephen Flynn.
So I am going now and I hope I find something. I really am hungry.
GOD bless and good night
Kris
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