Open Letter to the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs

With Memorial Day fast approaching and the 3rd anniversary of that ECHCS email update, and in anticipation of our informal review now awaiting scheduling under the 1151 claim, the script I expect to formally convey at that time is given below for your reading pleasure:

Dear VA,

Please allow me to apologize in advance for speaking frankly about this matter, because it affects me profoundly, and that is the only way I can talk about it. And thank you for the opportunity to clear up some sort of fundamental oversight or misunderstanding about this claim.

I never recovered from my left hip replacement in January, 2019. I’ve lost count of how many VA people I’ve told that since 2019. Nor have I previously complained about, or received diagnosis or treatment for any sort of lumbar condition from anyone, VA or otherwise, before then. A year later on February 22nd 2020, L4-5 was fused by Dr. Edward Donner, to remove a leaking disc marginally attached to the annulus from which it was torn. I have no idea where the notion of degenerative disc disease in my lumbar came from. Last year a C&P examiner noted among other things, a lack of ankylosis at C6-7, typically associated with that condition the VA now asserts in this malpractice claim denial. I have not been tested for the HLA-B27 gene, so this administrative conclusion appears to be another presumptive non-diagnosis, with no medical basis. The deteriorating conditions on either end of my spine certainly are issues, but osteoarthritis wasn’t the cause, and it’s not the leading factor now.

With the exception of my still naturally-functional knees rated at Air Force retirement age 45, now suffering nerve pain, all my currently problematic orthopedic issues including the hips, stem either directly or indirectly from injuries. My first claim for the loss of my right hip was precipitated by a motorcycle accident in 1986. The early onset of osteoarthritis claiming my hips as their first victims was an indirect result of that event. The C-spine was another vehicle-related accident, differing largely in it’s immediate manifestation. The knees and mid/lower spine were my only major body parts still functioning as intended, not yet sufficiently damaged from injurious traumas to require surgery before 2019.

A lumbar disc was torn open on January 8th 2019 by Dr. Andrew Park, in a fashion at least an order of magnitude greater than what happened at C6-7 in 2001. Fusion surgery to repair the leaking disc followed an eleven month-long fight for diagnosis with providers at the ECHCS VA facility in Aurora. For some reason they just flatly refused to diagnose me (re: Dr. Knight). What if anything was ever done about that problem remains in question. The abusive, negligent mistreatment I was subjected to in that denial-after-the-fact process is unforgivable.

I’m sure Dr. Park did his best, and the new hip is great, but pointing to that tear already being there calls for an explanation as to why I never complained about it before, why it was never called out in an MRI until the one I demanded in June 2019, and how every person who’s ever done a day’s real work in their lives has any number of benign annular tears up and down their spine. How a guy with a torn/leaking lumbar ever became a hip replacement candidate in the first place might be a good starting point, if the history of that L4-5 tear is in question. Much more pressure that day, and I probably would have been totally paralyzed.

Alarming new lumbar symptoms emerged the day I stopped pain med two weeks after the hip surgery. Dr. Park might remember exactly what I told him about that the day I finally managed to corner him, demanding new imaging after waiting for three hours. Dr. Sluder, my PCP at the time, told me “sometimes it just takes longer to get over an operation like this.” That is not the worst of the bullshittery I have been subjected to in this process, but I have only so much time here today. My pleas for help were systematically ignored while I was sent on the run-around.

I am a sentient being with intimate knowledge of my body, betrayed by the system I trusted to care for me. I know what happened, who did it, where it happened, exactly when it happened, and how it has left me crippled, and my life turned upside down in this ongoing travesty. After holding a Top Secret security clearance for 25 years I never imagined my candor coming into question in any official government capacity. Seems like that old accountability issue cropping up everywhere these days. The fact I was repeatedly steered away from and in fact, directly denied diagnosis (re: Iliev, Sylvestri, Brinkis, Knight, et al) was pure negligence.

Medical records need corrected and updated to reflect the true cause of my current condition. That goes for the topic of this claim as well. I don’t know where the degenerative disc nonsense came from, probably the same sort who tried to adjust my c-spine appeal in the government’s favor. This claim is for the malpractice suffered on January 8th 2019 in Aurora Colorado, resulting in a leaking disc requiring lumbar fusion to repair – period. The records need backed by a written mea culpa from the Director of that facility for the way I was treated during an 11-month long failure to diagnose. I also want a face-to-face meeting with Dr’s Park, Brinkis, their boss and whoever that Director happens to be whenever we get around to it. I have a few questions about some post-op protocols that may or may not be in effect there.

To Mr. Arnold Tovar, the person who managed to get me on the phone one day after my complaints reached The Secretary the 1st time: His response to this issue ending our conversation was “I know what you want…” followed by a long rhetorical pause. THAT should have been a foregone conclusion the moment Dr. Park pushed a little too hard. I came home from the hospital with a black-and-blue left foot. Seemed odd at first, making more sense later after the medication wore off and festering set it. They broke my back and left me to rot. The look on that resident’s face who came to check on me the morning after a 180+BP breakthrough episode said it all. Too bad I was too drugged up to know any better at the time.

Then they refused to diagnose me. Imagine that. Things were obviously done so I would not be diagnosed. A comprehensive look at the record clearly shows that to any cold-eye reader. This type of mistreatment will not be considered acceptably de-riguer, and those responsible will be held accountable. Brinkis’ vague referral after I told him what was wrong with me made a great red herring for the first couple spine guys. Knight spent more time looking for needle tracks than she did trying to figure out what was wrong with me. I flushed out another one in Loveland upon arrival, but got lucky with Donner, because I was at the end of my rope. Imagine living a year with a festering back injury on top of a fresh hip replacement with NOBODY willing to admit there was anything wrong with you. Withholding diagnosis like that was torture.

My repeated response to anyone questioning any aspect of this claim or the veracity of any statement I have ever made about it in any format: What 60 year-old doesn’t have normal low back pain? My mid-lower back was probably the only remaining portion of my skeleton not seriously damaged or degraded by injuries before 2019. The Social Security Administration now asserts that a former tech worker such as myself is not disabled because they can still sit in front of a computer. I imagine if the government had their way, I’d still be in front of their computer in a wheelchair. Being partially paralyzed throughout the entire right side of my body now has me starting to envy some of the new prosthetic limb tech – at least they can move about more-or-less at will.

VA bureaucrats need to spend a few minutes reading the true account of what happened to me, if you haven’t already. It’s a lot easier to understand and much shorter than the medical records, which are well cited. I hope this provides a good example to help future victims. I could see what they were trying to do after Brinkis’ referral, so I wrote it all down. I’m still waiting for somebody to explain how the right side of my body went out following a left hip replacement. Let me know when you figure it out.

Sincerely,

Paul D. Shaffer, MSgt, USAF (ret.)

P.S. CSI gets a pass, only because they were misled – but the insurance shakedown and phytocannaharvaresia were things. Props to the Colonel and his crew. The right hip seems to have held up well under two years of his successor’s abuse. It’s well shielded with the hard limp I have on it now.

Can you help me with that, Mr. Tovar?

(Submitted to the Board of Veterans Appeals 15 JUN 21)

Cat Boy

The kittens are coming up on their 1st birthday in a couple months. This black one is an eating machine who was the runt of the litter, now outgrown his big sister.

He was barely half the size of his litter-mates to start with.

Almost Busted in Bosnia

People familiar with me know my penchant for finding trouble almost everywhere I’ve been over the years. A 1-car accident DUI in Denver back in 1984 led to a long intermission before they tried to retire me early from the Air Force for doing my white-hat hacking job at the Peterson AFB HQ. Then there was the whole Schriever thing. Bosnia was scary on many levels, but I came real close to pushing my luck a bit too far with the bosses at Butmir one day…

Me and the Major were returning from Tuzla late one afternoon with a couple hours of daylight left, so he decided it might be a good idea to take a detour and check on the whereabouts of a car bomber he’d recently become interested in. One hour and one cup of coffee too many into the drive at this point, I turn off down into the valley on this rocky, dirt road in the middle of nowhere, and start looking for someplace to pull off and take a wizz, which I proceed to do after about 5 minutes.

“Whooooooaaa!!” the Major yells, “what the fuck are you doing Shaffer?!! I don’t remember when the last time this road was cleared, keep it moving!” By cleared, meaning cleared of landmines. BTW, the entirety of Bosnia has by this time become the world’s most densely concentrated landmine hazard. Still not sure how seeing somebody on it earlier that morning made it safe to drive on this road now. He could remember where somebody half of NATO was looking for might be, but not if the road he was driving on was safe. Major in the MIB – Military Intelligence Battalion. Assuming this fuckwit actually knew what he was doing, I was taking a piss, but not in my pants.

So I buttoned up and climbed back into the Land Rover, at which point my passenger launches into a 10-minute-long tirade, starting with “If you EVER try ANYTHING like that ever again Seargent I WILL rip the stripes off your arm right where you sit!!” …and on and on. I responded every minute or so with an appropriately firm “yes sir,” or “no sir.” It’s lucky there was nobody with us that day. If he’d had somebody to go whine to the Commander with he’d probably have gotten at least one.

Of course the Lieutenant calls me over first thing next morning and says: “Major Anderson told me what you did on the way back from Tuzla yesterday.” To which I replied, “I hope you can understand there were extenuating circumstances, but do you know if he happened to mention it to anybody else, ma’am?” She said, “No. but don’t let it happen again.” I assured her it would not, and went on to ask about that flight schedule issue. “Sounds like a job for Major Anderson,” I quipped. Almost ducked, as she spun around and stormed out the door and up the stairs. I bet that young lady makes General someday. That was one of the last times we drove trucks between the COYs while I was there.

Chopper-Time, baby!

Walking On a Thin Line -Huey Lewis and the News

Social Unreality

The social media crap has got to stop.

“The most popular link on Facebook about the Johnson & Johnson news was shared by a conspiracy theorist and self-described “news analyst & hip-hop artist” named An0maly who thinks the pandemic is a cover for government control.”

Free speech. What a concept.

Shut ’em down. Just shut ’em down and start over. Let’s see if the modern robber-barons can learn how to spell the goddamn word “security” before they go running around on the Internet sharing spurious bullshyt. Jezus-h-fucking krist.

I’m pretty sure Zuck belongs in prison at this point. Good luck with the non-existent law necessary to put him there.

Once Again: FUCK THE POLICE!

Welcome to the first post of the year categorized “Crime” only. Sucks when the cops are out assauting random motorists with pepper spray and threats of physical violence. Oh wait – it was a black guy in that car. Like was mentioned recently in the Big Fail post, waaaaay too many of these cocksuckers have the authoritarian “ride the lighting” attitude for anybody they may wish to harass for any reason they might dream up. Fuck these assholes, they both belong in prison.

We’re having a bad day – mind if we take it out on you?
You too white boy – go fuck yourself.

You mutherfuckers can obey the order to suck my dick and choke on it.

Looks Like I Called this One

It seemed pretty obvious to me, just from the inflammation symptoms, that Cannabis was going to be a good contender for Covid treatment. That it went this fast is remarkable. I expect the healthcare industry and government in this country to roundly ignore it, in favor of more expensive, dangerous, profitable avenues.

Israelis have their act together. UK tries to capitalize.

The big problem I see going forward is the market for specialized products like Provacan. This stuff is a commodity – a plant that grows in the ground. The Pharmas have already demonstrated their penchant for profiteering on diluted, synthetic substitutes that do not perform nature’s intended function as well as the real thing.

Health Status Update

I updated this last Symptoms Log entry to include the latest impression of what’s going on with me today:

30 MAR 21: No change. I’m going to start using the brace and/or cane continuously, whether I think I need it or not. Maybe that will at least delay the daily onset of more acute symptoms by evening. The lumbar has settled into somewhat of a steady state over the past couple of months. It’s the same thing that happened to my C-Spine in 2001, only much worse.

Cancel Culture

Is it any wonder these criminally-inclined cocksuckers are now screaming “Cancel Culture” from all directions across the political spectrum?

Wake up and smell the corruption. If you’re gonna be some morally bankrupt corporate, media or political crony bent on graft, greed, cheating and lies, your gonna get cancelled. We’re trying to live in a civilized society here.

Some of you mutherfuckers will be lucky to get cancelled.

Performative Bullshit

Just heard Fred Wellman, LPTV Director, offer a most apt high-level labeling of the Republican Party’s overall narrative today. Listen to the same words drooling from GOP lawmakers’ mouths, re-arranged to instill fear in the base on any number of topics. They would remain supportive of The Fuckwit were he (should be!) convicted for crimes against humanity. Trump suporters view any humanity outside their own neighborhood as something to be kicked down at. The Repugs will need a little luck with that going forward, because the loyal funny farm group of q-anon, white supremacist hillbilly mouth-breathers is lost and shrinking fast.

A quick check of any FOX network faux-news talk show reinforces the platform in wildly false, insulting ways. They get into the nitty gritty stuff the politicians themselves cannot utter publicly. It’s a propaganda machine fueled by lies and innuendo. Right-wing media employees, Hannity, Carlson, et al, are the deceitful actors in those puppet shows.

False accusations, lying, denial, and treason are the Republican Party’s messages for today. No wonder college is so expensive and student loans are nothing but a debt trap. This society doesn’t seem to work so well with smart people voting truth to power. Fuck them. ALL of them.

Qanon

Is it any wonder mass shootings continue un-abated? Or how everyday life stressors are directly linked with negative healthcare outcomes of all kinds? When things like Qanon enmesh with political activity at large, it becomes plainly apparent we don’t have a healthcare system – we have a sickcare system – with some of the most dangerous sickness not being cared for at all.

Social media’s contribution to this sad state of affairs is a classic example of ends-justify-the-means mindset. One good thing about their ubiquitous presence in the digital domain is how the data they keep has conclusively shown in numerous studies how social media algorithms drive sensational content, regardless of it’s veracity. Profit at all cost has taken the leading role in yet another emerging American industry.

Whodathunkit?

Big Fucking Surprise

These Trumpsters can’t seem to get out of their own way betraying their true selves. Is it any wonder this shameless imbecile is now entangled in underage sex nonsense? Playin’ with the kids, selfies and all that rot sure got interesting this time around, didn’t it? Commiserating creeps:

Wait till she sees how cool and powerful I look!!

Aquarium Lids

Fishkeeper hobbyists will surely agree, the glass with flimsy plastic hinges is barely adequate when new, and more trouble than it’s worth after a few months. The hinges vary in quality but eventually always tear, and cleaning involves either complete removal or a painful exercise in arm contortion. So I spent some time coming up with a comprehensive re-design.

I’ve been using acrylic window sheeting for various things, but the aquarium lid application had a warp-age problem, I suspect from varying temps across the surface due to heat from the lights. I wasn’t going to take a chance trying to solve it just going thicker, because it gets expensive quick. The 3/8″ pieces used here are 2’x2′ costing $50@. We’ll find out soon enough, but I’m hoping the aluminum frame and back-bracing will keep things flat.

A big benefit for the fish is bright new, full-spectrum LEDs. But more importantly, we now have easy access for maintenance and cleaning, with no risk of dropping a piece of glass into the tank when the hinges fail. There is a 1/4″ gap along the sides of each lid promoting more evaporation – a big plus in our typically dry environment here. The prop stick shown is a prototype setup for measurement, to be replaced with something more substantial in the future.

Saw This Coming Up 6th Avenue

Brazil set out to make a pandemic statement of the worst kind at the outset. At least the U.S. had the opportunity to change Presidents and shift into proper response mode. Brazil OTOH, is set to become the world’s SARScoV2 petri dish.

Bolsanaro pushed it all the way. Should be interesting to see what’s left of Brazil when the dust settles.

At least we’ll have a good source for the virologists to study all the variants.