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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.

YMCA Gymnastics in New Jersey in the 1990s

When I was younger my biological parents thought it would be ideal for me to be involved with dancing of which the teacher for the class decided and agreed with me, I was not the ideal person for the typical ballet. Ironically after my Psalm Sunday 2000 head injury during one event, I actually danced to classical ballet music; though such is a different aspect, than the reference points to this particular journal blog post. Though also irony in reference to several other dance performances which I choreographed the routines, as well as designed the makeup and outfits I wore for each on my own.

Lady Dori Belle AKA Reverend Susan MeeLing dance performance in 2011 in San Antonio Texas

The ballet teacher had told my biological mother to enroll me into tap dancing, then jazz, and so on and so forth. Around the time of 3rd or 4th grade, I enrolled into the #Freehold #NewJersey #YMCA where I met a female named Kelly (?A.?) Gann of which we became friends after not getting along initially. I got along with her father who had been a #Police Officer in New Jersey and later met her mother who was a nurse at the #Marlboro, state of New Jersey Mental Health facility.

It took about a year before we spent time together and shortly before I had been diagnosed with Mono, Epstein-Bar, Lymes Disease, Bronchitis, and the Flu all at the same time after one day at her mom's duplex house; which was shortly after the divorce proceedings began, between her parents. She wanted to pretend through playing #SavedByTheBell which had to be explained to me as my biological parents did not allow me to watch the show at the time, though when my biological sister wanted to see the show; that made a bit more sense, comparatively. She wanted to be a male named Zack, and those who know the show that meant I was Kelly; mainly because Kelly said she did not want to be a character named the same name, as herself. Less than three weeks later, I was diagnosed and out of school as well as gymnastics; of which I did not understand as to why Kelly Gann was mad at me nor did I understand back then when she said 'it wasn't supposed to be that bad', of which she said she was going to complain to her mom about the situation.

Years later after surviving and recovering from all of that as Kelly Gann went on and had continued with her life including going to #SpaceCamp, in 8th grade when Kelly Gann learned I had earned my way to meet Governor Christine Todd Whitman; which I was complaining about a female who I was assigned to work with named Maria Garcia, as she did not want to do the mandatory work to be able to earn her own way into the competition to meet the Governor. I was told the institution Kelly's mom worked at had been the only one in the state of New Jersey and was being closed down, which got me thinking and wondering. A female who moved to Marlboro named Maria Garcia got a spot to go simply by drawing on a piece of paper in comparison to the poster board I had used pastels to make my artwork, though because there was complaints by some of the other parents instead of only the ones who actually earned their way; it was the equivalent of participation trophies, for the ones who knew they did not do the work to actually earn their way to meet the Governor. My opinion admittedly, though if there are pictures of the meeting possibly the differences could be noticed; as by the time of 8th grade, artwork is supposed to show the actual efforts and work put into. Though I was told a bunch of the others' parents had complained to the school staff, to get the others to go to the meeting with the Governor.

In my opinion that is not the correct way to teach others about responsibility as well as teaching others the proper aspects, of earning one's way. Hopefully, that gets better soon. Though with the COVID situation I guesstimate, there are quite a few noticeable changes occurring via independent schools and districts.

After I earned my way and before learning through seeing the artwork from some of the others who had gotten to go on that field trip, I was told about Kelly's mom's situation. During the field trip and seeing who had been given permission to go along, I admittedly threw a temper tantrum when arriving to the state capital building. Since my biological father had business in the area many times before in the city area, I already knew the typical type of architectural aspects and found a way to explore other areas in the state capital building. I figured since more than half of the individuals in my opinion were given the equivalent of participation trophies, I decided to walk around in different areas; of which since I did not look the way I do now, I camouflaged quite easily and was able to see artwork and the older architecture including different tapestries and vases on pedestals.

As a quick side note: I enjoyed walking around to see the different paintings and tapestries on the various walls, the columns carved with different etchings along the floor and ceiling areas, as well as the different types of pedestals made from various types of stone to hold up the vases and pitchers I was able to see. The paintings with the thicker oil paint which the swirls made from the paint brushes able to be seen where the paint built up, was quite lovely to be able to look at. Just as the thick threading for the tapestries on the stone walls, behind the fabric was stunning to see. It would be fantastic to be able to see such in person again, though I would guesstimate the different capital buildings throughout the United States of America have their own individual and unique areas of such which must be quite enjoyable to view.

Returning to the meeting point of upon meeting the Governor and put in line alphabetically just in time for the meeting of, my Social Studies male teacher with the last name that started with the letter T briefly scolded me before I got into line for the ability to ask one question. As there were not many before my maiden last name which starts with H as one can look to a dictionary set to see in not the exact same way of the books usually being from A through G, when I had my turn to ask the Governor my question which had not been the same questions I heard the few others ask beforehand as well as the ones who did not get to ask the same question previously asked by the others though all similar about wondering what it was like to be Governor; my question had been in reference to what Governor Christine Todd Whitman and her staff's plan was in regards to helping the patients who would not have anywhere to go, and what jobs would be created to help the employees who would not be working at the institution any longer. The Governor leaned back to wait for some of the males in the suits behind her to whisper 'peas and carrots' in her ear before leaning forward to smile in my face, to tell me she did not know she had a meeting and needed to go.

I asked why she was lying to my face as her schedule was made by the individuals behind her and the trip had been scheduled for several weeks for the competition, which one of the males stepped forward to say the Governor needed to get going. I did not appreciate that especially when getting onto the bus to return to Marlboro Middle School, the rest of the students and the teacher complained to me for them each not being able to ask the same question. I did get in trouble when I asked one of the people who went before I had what the Governor said in reference to their same question of what it was like to be Governor, however the others claimed their feelings were hurt and it was not the same.

Maria Garcia rubbed into the others' faces she had only used a piece of paper and my markers left at her parent's house to get her way to go on the trip, and was able to cheat her way to be able to meet the Governor. She also laughed at the fact she knew how my biological parents were and the punishment I dealt with for not being able to grab the markers since the time at her parent's house was just her showing off all of the stuff her parents bought for her, in comparison to doing the work needed. However not as much laughter as she had in reference to her parents contacting the school, and complaining to get her the ability to attend wrongly; in my personal opinion, as I am fairly certain others could agree to such points. As the bus ride continued though I could have discussed what I was able to be able to see when I was walking around on my own before being caught looking at the artwork in areas the class was not allowed to go to return, and simply listened to the rest of the group complain about wanting to ask the Governor the same question already asked. In some way it almost felt as though in an odd regard asking an odd question kind of gave the Governor an out to get away from my classmates, though ironically did not answer my question.

When I returned to the school before returning to the house I grew up in, I called Kelly Gann to tell her how the situation had gone in reference to the questions. Though I did not discuss the artwork as how does one explain in words being able to see such history to someone who does not know what I was talking about, after having explained what occurred in reference to the Governor and being mad at me for the Governor not answering me about her mom's job? Though the aspects in reference to the answer, at gymnastics later on Kelly told me she was planning to not forget about the inability to get the answer from the Governor. When I shrugged my shoulders telling her I did the best I could and could not force the answer from the Governor in the way I knew I could because of the people there, Kelly said she wished I would have done so though I still do not regret making the choice not doing so.

Years later after moving to #Illinois to later join the #Army branch of the #UnitedStatesofAmerica's #ArmedForces, after waking up in #BrookeArmyMedicalCenter in #SanAntonio Texas and just before winding up in #Washington state; I found her on #Facebook, and we agreed to meet in #Houston where she was living with her husband Thomas and their newborn son. Kelly said they had met in Space Camp in New Jersey or #NewYork state during one year, and the two of them at some point were working for #NASA in the Houston area near the #Woodlands area in 2013 when meeting. The four of us had met Arlee Ermy at the #NRA gun show and while it was awesome to be able to give the #HoustonPoliceOfficers the ability to speak with Arlee Ermy as the line for the #Glock location, though not without complaints from Thomas and Kelly for giving the officers the ability to speak with him; and honestly not without a bit of upset as I was hoping to meet Colonel Oliver North, though the scheduling had not worked out at the time.

During the time in line waiting it was pointed out to me that someone who had known Kelly and Thomas in the Houston area to speak with them in line, had not been introduced to me. I had not noticed in honesty as my headaches and migraine levels were going up and down a bit, though it was what it was. When leaving after getting to speak with #TheGunny, I was informed I had earned a coin from Arlee Ermy and his group which had upset Thomas who at the time was Kelly's husband because of making the wait in line longer; though I had explained I thought it was important, as who knew when or if they would have had the chance to be able to meet him at another time as busy as their schedule was. While her husband Thomas complained about and thought he deserved the coin I got from Arlee Ermy while Kelly had pointed out to me the portions of my personality she remembered from before my Psalm Sunday 2000 head injury seemed exactly the same in reference to the justice aspects, as well as saying there was certain points she remembered which seemed as though it did not ever exist, while other aspects of my personality seemed elevated and a bit more extreme than previously. It was pointed out to me later that it seemed though Kelly had known far more about my Psalm Sunday 2000 head injury after effects, than previously said.

The Gunny Arlee Ermy & I, @ NRA Gun Show in Houston

Later on the way towards Washington state after the #CowboysDanceHall situation in reference to the Stoney LaRue concert just a few weeks before the meeting in Houston, there was a place I remember though I cannot remember which state it was in; when stopping at a #RedRoofInn location. I had paid for a room though when getting out of the vehicle and after the look around, my now ex-boyfriend Jesse Leroy Hoover Jr said we could not stay at the location. Though he had looked at the people who were on the balcony as well as the parking lot area, it seemed as though he was spooked out by seeing certain people though he did not say who; which admittedly, was quite odd.

My now ex-boyfriend Jesse Leroy Hoover Jr holding Max and Minne in Vancouver Washington

However since both Kelly Gann as well as others I knew over the years had been involved with online aspects including Nick Palazolo from #SaintJohnVianney #SJVHS High School who was mad and bitter because I defended myself after he decided to join into a fight between myself and four other females. Of which he said he was going to do something in reference to online websites back then around 1998, including the aspects which has been discussed previously in regards of Cactus Jack AKA Jeffrey Kuykendall Jr along with the amount of online games; that sort of stuff was not anything I was ever interested in, unlike many who told of their particular enjoyment. For example in reference to the Facebook games, I did not ever get involved with the different invites for such as #Farmville as I preferred gardening in real life instead.

Some told me they were offended throughout the years of my choice to prefer real life and living fully instead of games, though I also was informed because of my opinions and what I stand for such was considered as offensive. Apparently according to some, the truth offended and hurt their feelings. Their public standing seemed more important than staying true to themselves, as I was informed; which in my opinion, is wrong and not the way life should be. Even though there are the aspects of which I know occur which apparently is called suppression and shadow banning which is incorrect, do not be foolish enough to think there are not ways for many others to see such details of technological means and measures. Again I repeat points I have made in regards of prior journal blog entries, in reference to what human beings call extraterrestrials and/or aliens. Their technology is far more advanced and when the point in time comes that human beings are actually truthful with one another then such will be allowed more in reference to outer space within the Milky Way galaxy, closer galaxies, and much further beyond into the universe.

Though throughout the years I have been told I should change my opinions and views and though there had been multiple times I was surrounded unless there was a reason or more which proved why I should, none of such was going to change my opinion or myself. Obviously I am not capable of being anyone else, I am only able to be myself. Despite the group in 8th grade as well as others before as well as after attempting to get me to view things differently, the reality of such is important. Truth while it can hurt some feelings, how else can genuine growth and genuine change occur as a society for better progress?

Object I took a picture of in Arco Idaho, not the first time I have seen that particular one

The picture I took at the USS/USNS Vandenberg we should be looking to the ocean before looking to space, as it is better & safer for human beings

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 guity, rather than the law breaker. 

Freedom is never-more than one generation away, from exinction.  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.

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

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