Surviving
a Collision
07/17/2007 7PM 7th
Rd
I was coming home from
work in my boss’s car.
The truck I have been driving was in for
service so he let me use his car to get home.
I was doing the speed
limit travelling on a narrow country road I used often.
When I was
about 60 feet from the crest of a blind hill, suddenly there were two
cars travelling towards me, side by side. One car was in my lane.
There was no where for me to go!
I pulled the
steering wheel as fast as I could to the right, at the same time put
my face into my arm and braked. Before I closed my eyes I remember
seeing a large tree and thinking “it’s all over now”.
Things
seem to go in slow motion after the first and hardest impact from the
car that was head-on in my lane. I felt like I was tumbling, spinning
and falling at the same time. I felt and heard the impact sounds of
busting glass and crunching metal. Eight times I heard, and felt, a
loud bang, and was jolted.
When the crunching, banging, and
breaking glass finally stopped I opened my eyes.
I was hanging
Upside down against the seat. The seat belt was so tight I could
hardly breathe. I could feel the blood rushing to my head. I could
see the blood dripping off me, and I struggled not to pass out. I
could hear screaming. I heard someone saying “you all right” and,
“he’s a live”.
Then I saw smoke,
and thought the car was on fire, I thought I was going to burn to
death trapped in the seat belt. I yelled at a guy by the shattered
window. I told him “get me the fx&! out of here”. But he
wouldn’t help me. I tried desperately to escape. While hanging
upside down I put my arm in the roof full of broken bloody glass. My
arm was messed up anyway by the look of the blood on it.
I made
several attempts to lift my body into the seat by putting my arm in
the glass and pushing. At the same time pushing the seat belt button
as hard I could with the opposite hand.
The guy was telling me
come on you can do it or something like that.
After several
attempts the seat belt finally released and I fell into the broken
glass in the roof.
I tried climbing out through the shattered
window but there was a large picker bush in the way. I yelled at the
guy to “step on it”. He did, and I fell out into the long weeds,
grass, and debris in the ditch. There was a woman talking to me, she
put blankets on me. Another woman was directing traffic. I was
confused and hurt. I couldn’t understand how I was still alive, and
still don't. Blood was coming out of my head, arm, and ear.
What I seen on the
street were car parts scattered everywhere from the debris of the
three car crash.
There were people
everywhere. I couldn’t hear from my left ear because the air bag
went off in the side of my head at a force 2/3's more powerful than
that of today s cars. I had used the steering wheel to block my face
from the crash. As a consequence my head was placed sideways in the
steering wheel at the time of impact, and at the time of air bag
detonation.
After the teenage boy
he hit me with hit car, he then hit the vehicle behind me, and then
hit a Cement barrier and hydro pole. Unfortunately the boy died in
the crash as he hit another car, hydro pole, and a cement barrier.
Amazingly his passenger survived.
I spent what seemed to be
forever in an ambulance on the way to the hospital strapped to a
stretcher. a plastic hard board. I was in agony with every bump. Why
is there no air ride in an ambulance? The ambulance driver noticed my
stomach was red, he wanted to cut off my shirt but I told him it was
from a bug bite I had from the day before. My whole stomach and right
side of my torso was red and hard. I can’t help but wonder if the
bite did something to help me survive the crash.
In the hospital a
woman came to take a bag of blood from me. She just grabbed my cutup
arm without letting me know. I pulled it away from her. Then she
stuck the needle in a piece of glass that was still in my right arm.
I pulled that arm away from her too. Then she stuck the needle in the
top of my hand. She kept taking the needle in and out and poking,
grinding the needle around in the top of my hand. I think she was
trying to make me pass out. An intensive care nurse should not have
treated an accident patient in that way. It still makes me wounder
what else in going on in that intensive care unit. They came to take
some old fragile lady and put her in the hall. She had tubes sticking
out of her everywhere.
I spoke up and told
them to put me out in the hall instead.
My body wanted to pass
out, but my mind was still on a high from being alive. I was still
confused as to why I was not dead. Then, another woman took me to an
x-ray booth. And they x-ray the aching shit out of me! Later I ended
up in line waiting to use the bathroom. There was only one bathroom
in the emergency ward! When I was finally able to use the bathroom I
washed the blood off my arm, and the side of my face, myself. They
finally let me go. I just wanted to get out of there. I was still on
a, I’m still alive high. I was still confused and I felt
indestructible. It was a feeling I can’t explain in any words. But
I was not fine.
The diagnosis was
Severe Whiplash. According to my research whiplash is a common
diagnosis after a collision. My symptoms were; headaches, memory
loss, trouble Sleeping, neck pain, and back pain, chest pain, head
injuries, cuts in ear and arm, trouble sleeping, poor memory and
concentration. emotional trauma, fatigue feeling of being very tired
all the time, stiffness in the neck, neck pain, shoulder pain, pain
turning head, looking up, sitting or standing too long, reaching over
head, nightmares and driver paranoia.
The doctor offered
Drugs and suggested Therapy. I couldn’t afford Therapy, as for the
Drugs - I refused to take pills. On my Second visit again he offered
Drugs and suggested more x-rays. I told him they did enough x-rays at
the hospital. Research has shown that ordinary x-rays and even MRIs
will not show this type of injury. When I mentioned to him I was
“losing words” he asked me “did you get hit on the head?” I
said yes, several times, he said “you must have a Concussion”.
Obviously the Hospital report fell short in providing information to
my doctor, due to my short visit there.
I finally did try a
collection of prescribed pills but they had no effect on my pain so I
gave them back to the doctor. I cancelled my third doctor’s
appointment and went back to work. I was off work less than a month
when I returned. I was in a lot of pain - but I went back anyway. I
was worried about feeding my family, and being replaced on my job. My
injuries were causing problems. I was having trouble sustaining my
previous level of work, and was in a lot of pain. I was let go, laid
off, then replaced.
A local newspaper
originally reported that I was at fault. The truth was later reported
because one of the residences living in the crash area called them to
report on the truth.
Another Newspaper reported “the young man
was doing something that all of us do” -referring to the kid that
crashed his car into me speeding. This reporter thinks it's alright
to speed and pass on a solid double line on a blind hill!
Investigation later
proved that a Teen-aged boy was driving the vehicle that hit me. He
was travelling in excess of 102km per hour speeding well over the
speed limit, and passing on a blind hill, and solid double line.
According to sources he liked to race on this Street often and was
passing everyone on that road that day. Sources also say he was a
Private in the Forces going to the war in Afghanistan.
According
to Media Reports and Residents what is now known as the “notorious
Mud hill” there’s always accidents or near misses. The city has
allowed a scrap yard to setup shop on the blind hill. The parking lot
is too small for customers and they end up stopped on the blind hill
looking for a place to park. One resident right in front of the
accident scene said “it’s basically on a daily basis”. The
Residences of this Stretch of road have been asking City officials
for help.
In an email one
resident told them - “Please don’t let anyone else die!!!
But
City officials ignored warnings. They did nothing to remedy the
situation of this dangerous blind hill. No blind spot sign, prepare
to stop sign, reduced speed sign. Not one sign despite documented
complaints, accidents and even deaths. When I asked for some
restitution from the City my legal representative declined to take
action. We were burned at this opportunity for justice.
I was told quietly from
my Insurance Broker that I have been with at that time for over 20
years, and no claims, that if I put a claim in with them, “other
Insurance Companies might not want to insure me in the future”. So
I didn’t. At first, until I spoke with a lawyer. He said I must put
a claim in with my insurance company, and I did.
The initial
application package consisted of five forms totalling twenty pages to
be completed by persons claiming benefits, their employer and their
health care provider. The insurer’s ability to pick and choose
their medical assessor was somewhat circumscribed. An application can
be considered incomplete and its processing delayed if an adjuster
decides that missing information is needed to determine entitlement
to a benefit. There are nineteen current claim forms that could apply
to existing claimants. The large number of forms creates a paper
burden for claimants, adjusters and other participants in the auto
insurance system, and did.
My Insurer made an
issue because the doctor checked off N/A on some questions. He had
just returned from vacation and his office was full. This simple
thing gave them an excuse not to pay some of the Accident benefits
required by my policy. It took 6 months for them to start paying some
of the benefits I was entitled to.
Our financial losses
during that time were many. Because of the crash and our insurer not
paying benefits I had to sell off my belongings. Roofs leaked because
I could no longer do my normal things like removing the leaves from
the gutters. We were not asking for the full amount, just the labour
costs from our insurer, but they refused. Gutters clogged up and the
bricks on the side of the house fell off. The water went into the
basement. The foundation leaked split and twisted.
We wouldn’t still
have damaged buildings and repairs if it were not for the crash, and
unjust denies from insurance systems. I have been treated like a
criminal by a process of unscientific preconceived mandatory
punishments.
We were dedicated long
term (over ¼ century) customers. Our insurer refused to pay benefits
promptly, and some benefits they didn’t even respond to. With no
income I had to hire contractors – something I never done before. I
learned about bad contractors. We had to have the same gutters
replaced twice.
With no income we had
to have the foundation on our home repaired. Even that did not turn
out well and I had to have that contractor return to uphold the
agreement.
During that time an
insurance interrogators OT report stated; “He reported that he
strained his right toe while performing some back filling of a trench
next to his homes foundation in 2008”
His pay-for-hire-report
was completely false! It was some ground sinking around a
downspout, not back filling of a TRENCH!
His report was so
disturbing I addressed it with a letter back to him and described in
detail his creative writing lies - after which we were threatened
with legal action if I was to defend myself again or put anything
online about him. I still have nerve damage in my toe -because I was
moving the shovels of dirt with my foot, -because of spine injuries
due to the crash, and because I had no income to hire someone
-because my insurer held back my income replacement benefits.
The emotional
trauma and stress to my family and I from the Collision have been
numerous.
Many, many, activities of daily living, activities I
performed prior to the accident have been taken from me. My strength
has been taken and replaced with a feeling of pain, stress, and a
feeling of uselessness.
I fear that damages to me caused by the
crash will worsen as I get older, and logically, will multiply
exponentially and worsen with age. Because of the Crash I’ve had to
live in constant pain. I am no longer able to do the normal things in
my life, fix, clean, clear, pick, ride, teach, run, play, dream, and
sleep, -which in turn affects the lives of my family. My spouse
received not one single penny from her lawsuit, and she was never
given a reasonable explanation to why her legal suit was simply not
done.
I was very physical. I
don’t believe that I would fall into the same physical category as
most would say as normal. No contractors, no mechanics, do it
yourself. I would help you if I could.
I had the ability to do
all home repairs. I was a guy that took a shovel and dug down to the
footing of our house, by myself, to fix the cement wall. I would
workout daily on a heavy bag and double end speed bag - at the same
time, build and maintain a very large garden daily, and maintain a 1
1/2 acre property with pool. I shingled a roof by myself, dug a 400’
ditch - by hand.
In previous employment
I spent 13 years piling 1000s boxes of glass per hour onto skids
keeping up to production machines. I replaced a motor and
transmission in one day, by myself, without any automotive schooling.
I moved tons of stone by hand, work extreme hours, pull 48' drywall
tarps, and chain slabs of steel, and steel coils. How do you do, your
normal things?
Question from my
insurer (disability certificate): "does the applicant suffer a
substantial inability to perform the housekeeping an home maintenance
services that he/she normally performed before the accident?"
Answer: No, not my normal things.
At the time of the
crash we paid insurance premiums for over twenty years. We though we
were protected if anything should happen. We were wrong. Our insurers
made errors relating to my Name, Gender, Phone number, Birth date,
and date of MVA. We had a complaint from the Post office because of
letters being sent to us with the wrong address. We had the wrong
information on our Liability Slips, and had to have Proof of
Insurance resent. This type of conduct went on for years. It took 4
years to get a simple pickup stick, and a cane took 1652 days. I was
a Professional driver with perfect driving record and no claims,
ever. Their probing, surveillance, hired guns, paper trails, lies,
denial of benefits, mandatory punishment rape of my being sessions
and tactics only made me more determined to have justice.
The newspaper was wrong
when it reported the crash. The Hospital x-rays were inconclusive.
The Paperwork got
messed up. The Therapist didn’t get paid, and didn’t come back.
The Neurologist lied
when he wrote that I said I felt good enough to go back to work. My
story should have ended here with our insurance company upholding
decades of prompt payments to them, and help me in my recovery’s.
But it got worse as I became an unwilling participant of the
insurance world.
The Police report was
obtained by me shortly after the crash. I was unaware at the time the
report that I was first given was only the top portion of pages 1 and
2. I obtained the full version of the Police report as I requested it
from my Lawyer. The report is inaccurate. In the description part of
the report it shows that I was not hit at all! My complaints fell on
deaf ears. The police and my lawyer both told me to forget it. I
wrote a letter to the police department anyway -before I let it go,
asking for acknowledgement to the error in the Police report. To date
the police report has not been fixed. There was no action taken by my
legal representative, and there has been no response to my letter
from the police.
Having been a victim of
a fatal crash in 2007 I spent 5 years meeting with Insurance
interrogators and disputing their pay-for-hire-doctors and their
wordhirlings! Their doctors don’t even write their own reports -the
insurers make them up with the help of assessment mills. In 2011 my
lawsuit produced up to 600 confidential pages. I can tell you first
hand my dealings with the Insurance System until the forced
settlement in 2012. Our adjuster rejected claims of treating
physicians, without obtaining a medical opinion. My Adjusters denied,
delayed my legitimate accident benefits off and on for 5 years with
the use of bogus reports. My case file was manipulated to provide
false representation of a matter of fact by deleting parts of the
file and duplicating others.
Our insurer began
paying accident benefits after a 5 month delay. And only after I put
up a website, got a lawyer, paid our taxes with visa, and wrote a
letter to the president of the insurance company. My adjuster was
removed and replaced from my case.
The Insurance Company
takes our premiums to pay the doctor to fill out paperwork for
medication that is only a fraction of the cost of that paperwork.
Plus they take Administration costs for them selves to do the
paperwork. In short, my Doctor is paid more to complete paperwork for
a prescription, than the cost of the prescription. They made me drive
to/from the doctor’s office 1 hour round trip, wait/ see doctor,
send paperwork. Then they just simply ignored it. I had to write
letters to get it done, and only after repeated enquiries by me my
lawyer a portion of it was paid months later. I am sure consumers
would not want to pay for medication on top of paying Insurance
Premiums to get medication, and then pay the Doctor more than the
medication is worth to fill out the paperwork.
I filed a formal
complaint to the Collage of Physicians and surgeons of Ontario
against another insurance hired gun after he lied in his report at a
multi disciplinary assessment. He said that I “felt well enough to
go back to work”, and assaulted me during his examination for the
insurer. He lectured me about the policies of the Insurance Industry,
and badgered me for responses to his answers. The “law will only
help you for 2 years” he says. “Then you’re on your own” he
says, “what will you do then?” The whole conversation was
clearly inappropriate behaviour for a doctor.
He banged on my knees
with his mallet, noticeably, and excessively hard. Since that time I
have experienced problems with my knee. It was, as he knows, my good
one - he gave the hardest whack too. He then proceeded with pushing
his knuckles into my damaged shoulder blade. When he found a pain
spot he jammed his knuckles twice in the same spot, even harder, even
after he knew it hurt. He was obviously trying to hurt me, and he
did. My insurer tried to send me back to him again! Even though they
should have known it would be a conflict of interest. I had to refuse
to go back to him.
I filed a complaint
with the privacy commissioner of Canada because another hired gun
doctor was trying to make me sign privacy documents that were
unreasonable. I found their Privacy Policy to be in question, and
needed clarification as to its authenticity. The statement “if we
believe the client would consent if asked” is questionable. At the
end of one of the pages it was cut off, so what was missing?
There was also no page
numbers. How do I know what I am signing?
The Lawyer didn’t
show up for a meeting, and didn’t return my calls, and said “I
really don’t know your case.” I formally withdrew my consent to
the undated, vague, release forms that I signed at the lawyer’s
office. It was one of many heated conversations with them.
They have a thing
called Discovery. This is another form of interrogation. I found out
during Discovery you’re not allowed to talk to your own lawyer
during this event. In my opinion it felt like my lawyer was just
there to kiss the ass of the lawyer for the insurer. Requests for a
diary, my daughter’s employment, our banking information, name and
address of my pharmacy, and contact details of my employers -that
precede the crash date. The crash victim is the one that goes on
trial. In my opinion the requests made by the discovery interrogator
were frivolous under the Freedom of Information and Protection of
Privacy Act as I justifiably refused requests. They requested
information about tax information that was clearly frivolous and even
the tax man doesn’t ask you to keep records that long. They asked
for employment information 8 years before the crash -for their
paperwork against me, but they will not use that same employments
earnings to calculate “worth of loss of income”. How convenient
for them. I felt as if I was on trial for no crime.
Our adjuster’s
tactics of sending me excessive distances to insurer interrogations
created a delay; he wanted me to travel almost 5 hrs for one of their
interrogations! I had to refuse. He also mandated an insurer’s
examination with a doctor with an obvious conflict of interest that
he new or should have known existed, creating further delay. He also
mandated on two separate occasions interrogations and the doors were
locked, creating again an even further delay. I took pictures of the
doors locked and the lights out to prove these insurer tactics so
they couldn’t use me not attending their interrogations as an
excuse not to pay replacement benefits.
I filed a complaint
with the health board because of an insurance interrogators office
was so appallingly filthy. The conditions in the washrooms are
nauseating. There was Puke on the paper towel rack along the whole
side of the wall. Toilets full of urine and fesses. There was an
inlet in the wall behind the toilet that people use as an ashtray.
The bathroom door has a hole at the bottom that looks like the rats
have chow down on. Or maybe it just allows some of the rancid smell
out. Something was all alone the floor in droplets that looked like
dried blood.
I tried using one of
the dispensers and what I grabbed was actually someone’s snot rag!
When I attempted to leave this hellhole I was given a gift on the
door knob by something oozing with slime.
This building has two
sets of doors that one must hold open and then make way to a flight
of stairs, uneasily negotiated. I spent some time holding open a door
for a line of old frail people with canes and walkers coming out.
This location is not user friendly. Each one of these people looked
at me straight in the eye and said “thank you” to me. There eyes
where all filled with pain. One of the saddest scenes I have ever
witnessed.
Contacting the health
board was later the downfall of my case because the lawyer and
mediator were very concerned about my complaint. Who owned the
building that I had made the health complaint against...... wink,
wink, nudge, nudge? I was told the owner of the building that the
insurance investigation took place was “owned by one of their
friends” and “I was as a client making things hard”.
The Health board never
contacted me about my complaint to them. I let it go to regain my
case, and did not send the pictures to the media. I won't start
bashing the ambulance chasers in this letter -for I will not stop. I
will say however my lawyers opening remarks at arbitration was not
the right thing to do when he said that I felt “guilty”. I do not
feel guilty, and I never said I feel guilt. I asked him why he would
say that. Why would a lawyers opening remark be to say there client
is guilty?
Questions still remain,
did my complaint against my lawyers “friend” do harm to my case?
Why was my complaint to the Health Board the first concern, and the
first conversation with the mediator during mediation?
Suddenly before
Mediation they cut off my income replacement benefits that I fought
so hard to get in an effort to make me settle in favour of the
insurer. The lawyers say “it’s normal it’s nothing personal”.
What choice did we have
but to sign on the line after our lawyer told us it could take years
to get my case heard because of the FSCO backlog.
According to the Ontario
Automobile Insurance Dispute Resolution System Review Interim report
beginning in 2007 FSCO began to experience a dramatic increase in
Applications for Mediation. In 2006 – 07, FSCO received 13,053 new
applications and in 2011– 12, received 35,727 applications — a
174 per cent increase. As a result, FSCO was not able to meet the
legislated 60- day time line for mediation and a backlog of files
awaiting assignment to a mediator developed. At the end of December
2011, there was a backlog of approximately 30,700 files, FSCO was
receiving an average of 2,949 new Applications for Mediation every
month and claimants were waiting in excess of 11 months for
mediation.
Mediation took 5 years
in my case In the Mediation brief of the defendant I had to defend
against attacks of my character, my work ethics, and
misrepresentations of who I am. I submitted 4 letters of
commendations, clean drivers abstract, air brake certificate,
dangerous goods certificate, drug test certificates, I.A.P.A
certificate, clean police certificate, and a W.M.I.S certificate. I
should not have had to defend against labour issues of years ago. I
fail to see the relevance. A boy crashed into me with his car. Why
was I on trial? I was not guilty of anything.
The insurer’s
pay-for-hires try to make you sound guilty. They said I didn’t
“avoid the collision”.
Calculations suggest
that I had less than a 10th of a second to react to the head-on
crash.
According to the police
the boy that crashed into me with his car was doing 102km
/ hr at the end of his skid! I was travelling at 70km /hr
going in the opposite direction! Do the math!
The insurance world
requests information about every aspect of your life, and they copy
it all over the place! Your privacy is lost forever to the internet
and simply put everywhere for the taking. The Privacy Commissioner of
Canada admitted to me she doesn’t have the power to protect our
privacy.
The Insurance system
has allowed my personal information to be accessed at the HCAI
anonymously.
Wordhirlings working my
case have shared all our personal information loosely threw many
unsecured channels. There is obviously a bug in the software and very
lenient rules for sending information. No one should be logged-in
anonymously accessing my personal information from the Secure Dox
web site. Obviously more testing should have gone on before the site
was opened for business in only a short time ago. They also send
emails threw unsecured channels and put personal information in the
subject lines that are not encrypted. I feel that the public would
react negatively -much like I do, when you find out that your medical
files are at risk by pay-for-hire doctors that carry around your
personal information on their laptops and use Bells Sympatico email
server to exchange passwords with the HCAI database.
We were made to settle
our case in 2012, the insurance company got what they wanted and the
lawyers took way too much in the end. Because it is settled I am not
allowed to precede with it any further action. I suggest to anyone
that is going threw this castrated nightmare to investigate your
lawyer to see if he works for the dark side (insurance). Request a
copy of your insurance file and a copy of all the personal documents
that the wordhirling mills email back and forth about you. This will
give you an education as to the inner workings of the insurance fraud
system and give you the opportunity to defend yourself against the
attacks. Make the record reflect the truth now because your health
file will be forever filled with what ever they choose to put in it,
as mine is.
By the time my lawsuit
was over I was fed up with describing over and over to their hit men
and women for years - how I feel and how messed up everything is.
How many times must a
victim be made to answer the same questions over and over and over
before it should be considered harassment?
My tolerance for this
warped twisted process has been extreme. I have an immense need to
repair the unfair corrupted insurance industry so others do not have
to go threw this injustice. I am outraged by the medical community as
well, and their unethical activities. Doctors should help people and
conduct themselves appropriate, they should not be bias, demeaning,
and humiliate injured victims for profit. It’s disgraceful.
I was told by my lawyer
not to file a disability claim, I will not receive it because my case
would have to be resolved first. The FSCO backlog did a lot more harm
than just poison my access to justice, victims of insurance had no
choice but to sign forced settlements because Insurance Companies cut
benefits off just before settlement – a well known tactic in the
Insurance industry. When victims were told that mediation could take
up to or more than a year to get heard. We had no choice. With no
income, no justice, disabled, what can you do, we got screwed. These
forced settlements were illegal, immoral, and insurance companies
profited greatly by them.
The
FSCO backlog also took away my ability to receive CPP
Disability benefits. Under the disability rules I was disqualified
for benefits because I filed too late. I filled late because my case
took to long to resolve. There is a standard waiting time in the
industry of 2 years for the pay for hire doctors and lawyers, to make
lots of money from us first. Apparently they spent close to
$100,000.00. to deny me my rights to paid benefits. I’ll never
know what they really spent to deny assistive devices, medication,
and replacement benefits.
Since my lawsuit was so
unsuccessful I had to apply for CPP Disability benefits. Their
denials did not come as a shock after what has transcribed so far. It
has been like trying to communicate with someone that’s not home,
with no phone and no way to reach them. Dealing with Service Canada
has been similar to dealing with the insurance company. They delay,
deny and ignore my letters. Service Canada played with my
application for years as I appealed there unreasonable unjust
denials. I have been denied for disability insurance 4 times since my
application in 2008.
I am now at the stage
of the Social Security Tribunal. So far they say that they have 365
days to start something. They claim to have 7000 Income Security
appeals filed as of April 1, 2013. There seems to be a common theme
of delaying payments to injured victims.
I am a 53 white male,
born in Canada with roots going back to 1670. Before the fatal crash
I was a 3rd generation truck driver. My jobs included hauling almost
every produce and commodity imaginable. I was a professional driver
with a perfect driving record. We display a Canadian flag on our back
and front lawn. We have two children. Both my wife and I are law
abiding members of the community with no criminal records.
Disabled, not justice,
no job, no replacement benefits, no pension.
I have constant neck
pain 100% of the time and constant pain tuning my head that
accompanies clicking, cracking, grinding, in my neck 100% of the
time. It hurts just to brush my teeth!
I have a sharp pain that
originates in the back of my head/neck and radiates into my upper
back that feels like pinched nerve spasms. Another sharp electrical
type shock radiates into my left shoulder into my left arm and hand.
I have a constant high pitch ringing in my left ear from when the air
bag went off in the side of my head. My headaches sometimes last for
days. I have back pain, and a nerve in my back that is causing a
nerve in my toe making it painful to walk. I grind my teeth all night
thinking about the insurance and finances which in turn has given me
jaw pain and further sleep disruption. I have intermittent nerve root
irritation. I have been bed ridden on many occasions.
This letter has taken
along time for me to write -given my headaches, and mixing up letters
of the alphabet. It could be a book that has no ending as it has been
written over a period of years with many edits. I paid my share since
the 1970s. I was not a compensation case. I was not injured at work.
I am a victim of a crime, and I have spent years being prosecuted by
systems that are suppose help us, when we need them.
In 2007 I lost my life
to a boy travelling towards me on a narrow country road, he was in my
lane, there was no where for me to go!
Since then I’ve lost
my life to the broken insurance systems.
