MAIL CALL...

Well, sooner or later, I was needing to explain the situation that precipitated my abrupt decision to close out my blog. And then to do an immediate "ABOUT-FACE" and start back 2 days later.

And the mail-bag has the key answer.

I have been in the process of moving my health care from the very wonderful people at Kaiser-Permanente, who saved my life. To the heretofore unknown resources at the VA. During this transition, I discovered that the medication I was taking to prevent stomach trouble, was actually an Anti-Depressant (I thought I was doing fine, because my blood type is B POSITIVE). I had conquered daily mega-doses of IV morphine. and 8 -- 250mg Vicodin pills/day, cold turkey. Without a single symptom of withdrawal (Try telling me there is no GOD). What problem could a tiny little pill called PAXIL, do to a big old Grizzly Bear like me?

So, with my new doctor's permission (try and see what effect it causes) I stopped taking this wonderful little pill. Within 24 hours I was an emotional basket-case. I was watching The Three Stooges (I love The Stooges). But rather than experiencing my normal giggle-fest, I was crying like a Russian Gymnast at the Olympics. This shock to the system coincided with a flurry of comments from an anonymous admirer. So rather than to continue suffering the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, I drafted that tear jerkin good-bye message, posted it and went looking for cheap thrills and some info on Quantum Entanglement.

A few hours later, the bells and alarms started ringing like the GENERAL QUARTERS KLAXON. The INBOX was taking some serious hits. Please recall that I am listed in various hacker sites. And my INBOX alarm doesn't really mean people are trying to contact me. It often is the harbinger of a new e-mail attack being launched.

Then I started getting messages from my FaceBook Account (Something that is rare), and when I looked at those. They were prompts to look at my KRIPPLEDWARRIOR@GMAILCOM. And when I started reading the Fan Mail, I felt like a ROCK STAR. Sure there were the usual things announcing that I had won the Lottery, and a few Invest in Gold adverts. But the Ultra-Majority were from you:

Offers to help.

Condolences & Pleadings to reconsider.

A few TUFF LOVE Notes

And a lynch mob, looking for some ANONYMOUS BLOOD.

And now YOU KNOW...

Thank you all so very much.

May the Good LORD make his face to shine upon you. May you live in the shelter of his shadow. May he place a hedge of protection around you and yours. And may He Make the ground rise up to meet your foot-steps. Amen!