I dreamt about mushing Neapolitan ice cream sandwiches into a ball and getting a measuring cup for a bowl to eat my ice cream out of. Inconsiderate guards keys interrupted that. Later, I dreamt that my old cellmate and I were helping a woman with legal work who was trying to get out of a violent relationship. About 8:30am I saw nurse Waslik at the HSU. My usual list of ailments plus my aching foot today. On my way back I encountered social worker Peters who confirmed my kids mother had called the prison to request a call be allowed my daughter's sixteenth birthday but the prison refused to allow it. I ask Peters to talk to the Security Director on my behalf since he doesn't respond to my written requests and she says she is on the way to speak with him about another issue. She says she will and let me know later.
I forgot to mention the nurse was new and could not locate my MRI in the imaging folder and said she would let me know if she finds the records. I don't know why medical records are such a problem for a prison but I expect it makes progressive steps of treatment and any genuine effort to provide people with effective medical care virtually impossible. The DOC is famous to the inmates for rotating medical staff to complicate inmates ability to sue for being mistreated. I worry when I see new medical staff. Kenosha jail did that too. Because recidivism is so high, inmates recognize medical staff from having dealt with them at other institutions and even knew their proper names if we were mislead with nicknames. They hide their names by using small lettering on their name badges or wearing the name badges backwards so they cannot be accountable. So, new nurse could just be a way to force inmates to start treatment diagnosis over again. The least expensive options exhausted first, it is a strategy that keeps costs down. Especially when medical history is refused or goes missing. With the few lines I have remaining to accommodate the standard envelope postage I would like to say thank you to all the independent thinkers for having the scruples to avoid blindly accepting the bogus narrative orchestrated by the fraternity of liars and bullies that have abused their positions of authority to satisfy their personal interests and prejudice. If I am cursed to be jaded from my experiences then I must also be thankful as well. So, thanks to all you good ones. It is a tremendous privilege for me to have you in my life.
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