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It should not take a head injury

*after personally sustaining a head injury & coma*

to figure this out...









A Satirical Blog

*(utilizing articles discussing facts)*

By:  Susan MeeLing

After the head injury caused a coma while I learned how to deal with the headaches, migraines, cognitive disorders, memory problems, and other medical conditions I went from College Algebra with Trigonometry & Calculus down to 2nd grade math.  Here is how logic works for someone like me::

~  It took awhile for the doctor's recommendation to use sticky notes, to help remember.

~  It took several months to realize sticky notes moved, let alone to remember to speak with the doctor.

~  After I finally remembered to ask the doctor about the note problem, notebooks were recommended.

~  When I could remember to pick up a notebook, it took a long time to learn similar to sticky notes, notebooks are not always where they were placed.

~  After I was able to organize the notebooks over several months I still had not learned notebooks are not always readily available, at the necessary time.

~  When I remembered to speak with the doctor about the notebook problem the doctor had few other suggestions, to assist memories better.

~  After several events and adding up sticky note and notebook location problems, I realized my skin goes everywhere I do.

~  Wanting my tattoos to only be for me and not for public consumption I started the ink on my legs, able to hide easier.

~  It would not be until many tattoos and several years later I would realize my memory problems were usually not as bad when wearing shorts, capri pants, or a skirt.

~  Between 3-5 years after my first tattoo I had the first tattoo completed on my arms, and my memory has slowly progressed towards an easier memory jolt.



When I say "it should not take a head injury to figure this out" it is partially in humor from personal experiences, towards understanding.


If I can laugh at my mistakes after recognizing and dealing with them, so can you.


You have the knowledge, understanding, and wisdom I lack in order to put everything together to fix the problems seen with abilities I do not have. 

Utilize the information within the blog to find genuine repairs and instead of complaining of the "hurtful" commentary, prevent the issues from reoccurring.

Then again, it should not take a head injury to figure that one out.

Do make sure to link my journal blog entry articles to yours if you refer to my works for any of your research in the slightest, for proper credit.  Thank you in advance, as I do as I request.

Time at Baptist Camp Lebanon in New Jersey 1996-7

My first or second year of going to #BaptistCampLebanon in #NewJersey initially I was excited, until I learned I would have to bunk in cabins with females. To clarify not because of being interested in the teenager way towards males, more simply because I had gotten along with males easier than I did females. I met a female named Ashley that year who was from #Edison New Jersey who had known a male named Riley also from Edison New Jersey, which Ashely had admitted she was excited to see Riley at #Baptist #CampLebanon as well. She told me they knew each other and she had hoped to started a summer romance with him, which personally I could not have cared less about that sort of aspect. I was simply excited to be able to get away for a bit of time from what I was dealing with, be able to go camping, spending time in the natural surroundings, spiritual aspects, as well as go swimming in the lake.

The first day once arriving at camp after the check in and going to the cabins, we went through various informational portions prior to going to the lake for swimming tests. In order to be able to get the color coated bracelet to swim in the deeper section of the lake as there were three sections, you had to be able to pass a test. The younger children were in the ankle deep area, the older children were in the semi-deep to waist high region, and those who could pass the swimming test would be able to swim in any portion of the lake. I asked the camp counselors, "Since I go to the beach and know how to swim in the ocean, do I really have to take the lake swimming test?"

The #campcounselors told me "Yes, because swimming in the #ocean is different than swimming in the #lake."

At the time as I was a teenager from New Jersey I doubt there are many who would be surprised especially to those who knew me in #Illinois and later on as to my response despite it being a Christian camp, "No s***, duh. Of course swimming in the f****** ocean is different then swimming in the f****** lake, which means I know how the f*** to swim."

Apparently, that was not the response the camp counselors were looking for from me. That does not change the facts of the truth, especially in reference to the New Jersey #coastalwaters of the ocean. The currents which run along the New Jersey coast lines are extremely strong even for some experienced swimmers, though the facts of the lake current being extremely mild comparatively are still a large factor to pay attention to. Nonetheless I had to take the swimming test, which bored me immensely. First we had to swim back and forth a certain distance a certain amount of times, which that was quite simple for me to accomplish. Within that first test, several washed out of the ability to progress. Then the second test was to see if we could swim to one location to touch the deck which seemed redundant after the swimming back and forth a couple of times, though ironically several washed out of that phase as well. The final phase of the test to see whether or not the ability to be able to swim in the deeper portions of the lake, was to tread water for 3 or 5 minutes. To me, that was the most boring portion.

To keep myself entertained while waiting for the time to be called, I changed up how I tread the water. I began simply only using my arms while keeping my legs twisted together and when that became boring and felt longer that 3 minutes, I switched up only using my legs while keeping my arms behind my back which became boring after what seemed longer than 3 minutes. As I noticed the camp counselors were talking amongst themselves and some seemed to be flirting with the others in comparison to paying attention to the actual timing, I switched it up again for myself to not be bored. Using only one leg and one arm for what seemed longer than 3 minutes, to the switch to the other leg and the other arm for what seemed longer than 3 minutes, and just when I felt what I called and felt like prickly seaweed creeping up my leg; the male counselor said "Ooops. Its almost 30 minutes, everyone out of the water. You passed, and can swim in the deep end."

How did I think it felt longer than three minutes, some might wonder? Multiple groups had completed the treading of the water, and were called out of the water in different times than the group I was in. I figured their time was around the actual 3 to 5 minutes, and the camp counselor assigned to watching the smaller group I was in had simply forgotten. I was determined to be unlimited in all possible ways, as I knew I wanted to be able to swim anywhere I wanted to go swimming. I was and possibly hypothetically am, still a tad bit stubborn.

Nonetheless the portions of the rest of the week, Ashley and I had become friendly up until I learned she was doing certain things to embarrass me to make herself look better to try to impress Riley for the summer romance garbage when we were in Middle School timeframe. I was beyond upset when I learned of the situation which retaliation, meant retaliation. One situation which occurred a few times had to do with her knowing of the prickly seaweed feeling crawling to wrap around my legs, thus she would get to the floating dock and take her time walking slowly up the ladder while Riley, the others, and I waited for her to move out of the way. I realized she was only doing that to show off her bikini, and swam around the side to pull myself out of the water onto the dock to stand up and go swimming. She was annoyed because supposedly it ruined her view she was giving to Riley, which again I could not have cared in the slightest. When she had put some stuff into my sleeping bag and I realized the feeling of the oddness, I shook out all of the pieces of sand in my sleeping bag as she and the other females in the cabin laughed and thought it was funny.

A couple of the females joked because of the knowledge the camp counselors had to call me to come out of the waters as I waited to the last minute to get out from swimming, 'Oh look, she's upset she's on land.'

Ashley joked, 'Oh, are you a Mermaid who lost your tail and that's what is left?'

I suppose if you look at some of my #SCUBADiving pictures below I took specifically in reference to the USS/USNS General Hoyt S. #Vandenberg, how funny is that joke now?

I gave her three chances to apologize for her choices which she simply laughed and told me 'don't be so over dramatic', which upon the third time of hearing that; I went along my way the rest of the week, as I did. For the most part initially I simply ignored her as well as the rest of the females in my cabin though Ashley wanted to be more chummy once she realized I was not playing around and when she did not get the hint, I made it abundantly clear I was not playing. The only thing I will admit to in writing as to what I did was I grabbed onto the back of her bikini top where the plastic piece was holding it together, pulled it back as far as I could additionally stretch that material, and let it go. She had a bruise in the area for the rest of the week though no longer continued to mess with my sleeping bag, clothing, shower items, food, arts and crafts, and etcetera for the rest of the week. At the end of the week she apologized half heartedly, though I gave her one final chance. We remained in contact for awhile before the following year as I also spoke with Riley, which ironically Ashley was a bit offended he offered his phone number and address to me for us to speak and correspond before giving her his information.

The following year the first week went well, and then there was the second week near the time of my 13th birthday. I did not speak with Ashley knowingly again after the end of the month of September 1997 when she thought it was funny, in regards of what I additionally had to deal with needlessly; though in more specific of telling her what the response was, when I was picked up from camp is what she thought was hilarious wrongly.

I survived, though. I think that is the only way to put that, at this point. I survived and, it is what it is.

It should not take a head injury to figure this out because I know, you are smarter.

If there are those who find such interesting enough to research further to bring forward more information in reference to the forefront for more detailed information, as usual I request the courtesy of the same which I do in reference to how I refer to articles for reference points when writing my journal blog entries; for each one used for reference starting points, to research.


That is common sense, good etiquette, and good karma; whilst lifting others upward, in positive ways.

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Quotes which mean a lot to me:

The ultimate measure of an individual is not where they stand in moments of comfort and convenience, but where they stand at the time of challenge and controversy.

We must reject the idea that everytime a law is broken society is guilty, rather than the law breaker. 

Freedom is never-more than one generation away, from extinction.  We do not pass freedom on through our blood stream because freedom must be fought for, protected, and handed on for the next generation to do the same.

Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.  Though best to be able to share in person with who matters, until that time occurs being able to see what is possible through such is a feat to notice.  One must be happy within oneself prior to being happy with another, though such can be enjoyed if living in one's own truth is as such.

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