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It should not have surprised Annie that went Billy became her boyfriend early in her senior year of high school, he was still seeing someone else. He was the guy every girl seemed to want to be with. Annie fell for that.

One day at school a girl came up to Annie and angrily said, “Do you know Billy is Karen’s boyfriend?” Turns out, Karen, a 10th grader from a wealthy family, was down in Florida for awhile. Billy had kept this from Annie. There was no time to let the information sink in. This was high school and things happen at lightening speed. Nobody thinks before they act.

It was a small country high school containing grades 7 – 12 in one building. No class was over 150 students. Everyone seemed to know each other. If you were cool and smoked or snorted coke, the place to go in between classes was the “Smoking Lav”. This was a regular bathroom with most of the stalls removed (except the snorting ones) and a gigantic fan to suck out the smoke so it didn’t creep out into the school hallways. The boys had their own Smoking Lav next door.

Every morning Annie drove herself, sister and some friends to school because she had a car. They could sneak smokes on the way to school. Once there, they all made a bee-line straight to the Smoking Lav for more and to see what everyone was wearing that day. Some days were “Wear a skirt to school day”. Annie hated those days. Walking on heels was a real drag. On Friday, the lav was buzzing with frenzied talk about how Karen was going to beat up Annie on Monday when she got back to school. The tough girls were so smitten with this news. Anybody who didn’t like Annie was just literally chomping to see her put in her place.

Annie, meanwhile, was concerned. She wasn’t one of those bad mouthed, haven’t eaten in a month, pot smudged into the jeans kind of girl who beat up on people. When she confronted Billy, he swore he would break it off with Karen on Monday at school. There was no telling how this would all go down.

Come Monday morning, Annie and her posse walked into the Smoking Lav. There was bench on the left and sinks to the right. Upon entering, the lav divided like the parting seas and Annie walked down the middle, unsure what to do. There were cat calls and shrill girlie remarks like “Karen’s gonna have your ass!” Annie knew a little about Karen. She was a pretty girl. Tall like Annie. Had a ton of friends, just like Annie did. And she was Billy’s other girlfriend, apparently.

Finally Karen strode into the Smoking Lav, surrounded with her groupies. The crowd of cat-fight ready, mostly high and going to be late to class girls pushed Annie and Karen toward one another in the center of the open sea opening. The two girls just stood for a few moments staring at each other, in complete silence. The whole Smoking Lav grew quiet.

I can’t remember who laughed first, Karen or me. But in the next few minutes we found ourselves laughing our asses off. “You gonna beat me up?” “Nope”. “You gonna fight me?” “Nope”. And we both walked out together, found Billy waiting outside in the hallway and we broke up with him together.

That was in 1975.

Karen and I are still best friends to this day.

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When I met Eva, it was after she had passed on from this world and gone into the next one.

A friend on Twitter wrote, “Rest in Peace Eva http://65redroses.livejournal.com – thank you for sharing your spirit of love & courage”. In less than 140 characters, I was motivated to see who Eva was.

Eva Markvoort was a 23 year old living with cystic fibrosis.

Eva, a New Westminster native, has been struggling with cystic fibrosis ever since she was a youngster. A moving documentary film, titled 65 Red Roses, was made of her wait to receive a double lung transplant. Directed by Vancouver filmmaker Nimisha Mukerji, it aired last year at the Vancouver Film Festival and on CBC TV. This heart-wrenching six-minute video taken in Eva’s hospital room on Thursday reveals the overwhelming strength and purposefulness of Eva, the dignity of her father, Bill, and the devotion of her sister, Annie, and mother, Janet. The walls of the Vancouver General Hospital room are covered with cards and letters from Eva’s many admirers.

The first post of her blog says this:

Our beautiful girl died this morning at 9:30. She is at peace.
Will write more later.

As a mother, my instant reaction was heartbreak. In just a few seconds, I understood why Eva was so deeply cherished, and why people who will never meet her, will love her just the same.

© Eva Dien Brine Markvoort 2006-2010

i can’t breathe

Mar. 25th, 2010 at 9:55 AM

i’m at that point now
i’m done with the poetics
asking for help
my sister is helping me write
actually helping me write

the medications have been piling up
they are taking their toll
i am supersaturated with medications
i’ve been medically missing in action for two days
the docs started taking me off some of them to see how i would manage

and i am not managing
not managing at all

i’m drowning in the medications

i can’t breathe

every hour
once an hour

i can’t breathe

something has to change

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Visit 65 Red Roses to celebrate this beautiful Soul.

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There are many things we are deeply fearful of. The death of a child is one. Being imprisoned for something we’re not guilty of is another. Losing any loved one that you can’t imagine living without is another. Unless you’ve experienced such wretched circumstances, it’s hard to imagine what it might feel like.

Growing old and not being able to care for yourself is another common fear. Large families may wonder how anyone could die alone, unprotected and uncared for. In the USA, unless you have the means to take care of yourself, you’re subjected to laws and an underground of political corruption that literally and unbelievably forces senior citizens to die. Here is just one true story.

Maggie Was a Loving Mother and Grandmother

Maggie Grover is an American 76 year old nursing home patient who is fed baby food and is usually dehydrated. Everything she owns and loved has been taken away. She was assigned a bed and some pills.

In her younger years, she tolerated and then finally divorced a bi-polar, abusive alcoholic husband who spent his days as a drifter until he died of a brain tumor. She did the best she could to raise their 4 children as a single mom. For a brief few years, she had married a good and generous widower. However, one night he died in his sleep. Maggie took care of his 3 children as if they were her own. When all seven children became adults, Maggie married again. This man was not a kind man.

When Maggie began to develop signs of dementia, her husband became even more abusive. Several of the children tried to help their mother but their attempts to assist were met with harassment and later, legal blockages. Regardless of what the local County agencies asked for, such as making the home habitable for a handicapped person or providing hospice care, he blocked help at every turn. For years Maggie’s children and grand kids checked on her when her husband was not around, which was most of the time. They would find their mother staring into space and unable to eat or take care of herself. Doctors orders were not followed. She couldn’t swallow her pills. The husband neglected her and her care. Nobody from any agency did what the children had expected.

Prisoner by Law

A daughter fought a legal battle and won the right to take care of her mother in a rental home right next to her own house. Maggie came to live there with her little dog, whom she dearly loved. She was diagnosed with a form of Parkinson’s. Under the care of the children and a nurse they hired, Maggie’s health vastly improved. Despite this reprieve, Maggie continued to be neglected and abused by her husband. She asked for a divorce. During this time, health care monies became an issue, as was paying for her rental. The husband had no intention of offering assistance, nor would he agree to the divorce. Lawyers convinced the children to grant custody of their mother to a “guardian”, with the promise that she would be well protected, could remain in her rental house and her health needs taken care of.

The papers were signed in a few minutes, with very little information or discussion. Upon losing the right to care for their mother, the Legal Guardian put her into a shoddy nursing home, gave the dog to the husband, wiped out Maggie’s entire savings , took it for himself and forbade Maggie to divorce her husband.

The nursing home was instructed by the Guardian to give her baby food. She is not permitted water or liquids on demand, so the children sneak in food and water to keep her alive. Maggie knows what’s happening around her. She can talk. On visits to the nursing home, a family member watched as a patient rummaged through the drugs while two aides stood by looking on, but not taking any action. Aides pat the butts of patients. Patients pretend to be asleep so they don’t have to eat the food. Meanwhile, the Guardian told Maggie he plans to put the dog to sleep because she asks to see her beloved pet. It was learned this is his standard practice; putting pets of patients to sleep. Maggie is now forced to exist on Medicaid and the whims of her legal Guardian and the nursing home.

She has no rights.

Fifth Amendment

“No person shall be…deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due
process of law.“

For those who have witnessed their own Maggie story, forced to watch as their loved one is abused by Legal Guardians, the Sixth Amendment does not apply to someone like Maggie. Her family has contacted every legal counsel they can find and learned that everyone, from the guardian, to the doctors who work in the Nursing Home or were consulted on Maggie’s case, to the Judges, are all corrupt. Not a single one has helped.

Sixth Amendment

“In all criminal prosecutions, the accused shall enjoy the right to a speedy
and public trial, by an impartial jury of the State and district wherein the
crime shall have been committed, which district shall have been previously
ascertained by law, and to be informed of the nature and cause of the
accusation; to be confronted with the witnesses against him; to have
compulsory process for obtaining witnesses in his favor, and to have the
Assistance of Counsel for his defense.”

The family’s research found that there is tolerance and a blind eye towards bad guardianship at both the state and federal levels. This means there is nobody protecting Maggie’s life, liberty or property. Everything was taken away from her by the Guardian.

Fourteenth Amendment

“No State shall make or enforce any law which shall abridge the privileges
or immunities of citizens of the United States; nor shall any State deprive any
person of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law; nor deny to
any person within its jurisdiction the equal protection of the laws.”

While all of this is happening, Maggie is well enough to try and fight for her right to life. She is worried at the burden this has created for her children. At each attempt to rescue their mother, the Guardian, in retaliation, has threatened to ban the family from visiting their mother in the nursing home, move Maggie out of state or put her into an even less desirable nursing home. In other words, the Guardian is emotionally black mailing the family. The Guardian entered into an agreement releasing the husband of any and all financial responsibility for Maggie but won’t let them divorce. Maggie has been put into a room to die.

As if none if this is hard enough to grasp, not even the local politicians want to take an interest in what is known as “Guardian Abuse”. It’s tied to the health care industry, which is a political bomb shell right now. Sara Palin, in her remarks about “death panels” is not that far off base. In the USA, if you sign away the care, custody or responsibility of caring for someone who can’t care of themselves, you sentence that loved one to death.

And unless a situation such as Maggie’s story happens in your family, you’ll likely believe it doesn’t happen or can’t happen where you live. Research “Guardian Abuse”, “Grannynapping” (kidnapping or when families try to rescue someone), Medicaid fraud, (Maggie’s Guardian has 3 houses and several kids in college. Remember, he takes all his “Ward’s” monies) and exploitation of the elderly.

As of the time of this writing, the family was most recently told by a Judge that they will need a “high priced lawyer” to help them. Of course, they don’t have the money, so they live each day in deep anguish, wondering if there is anyone who cares.

Note: Names and certain personal points have been changed to protect the persons involved. The family has been threatened for speaking out. I am speaking out on their behalf.

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Why does it seem that defenders of the right to free speech are sometimes the same people who enjoy verbal and written attacks on people? What makes public commentators so vengeful, ugly and vile in their statements against fellow human beings?

What is this obvious preoccupation with wanting to be the winner at all costs? I’ve never understood hatred. Not even as a child. And not even as a child growing up with severe, painful, life altering situations.  There is always a choice – continue the pattern of smashing another human-soul to pieces or acting with love and a generous heart.

Freedom of speech seems to give people the go ahead to say whatever they want about someone and claim it to be the truth, while offering no credible proof. And people pay to read this stuff. Where I live, some stores cover up issues of Cosmo magazine to hide the bodies of the cover models, but they leave in full view “US”, “People”, “Star” and other publications that promote rumor, half-truths and made-up stories to sell ad space. Blogs do the same thing. A blog can publish any content, true and factual, scraped and stolen or one-sided and unproven, and earn money from their affiliate and paid ads.

The underlying poison in using freedom of speech as a free pass to say and write anything, regardless of the truth or proof, is the judgment of character by the person having the free for all. Commentators write and talk about people they’ve never met and think they have the freedom and right to not only pass judgment on them, but can write and say anything they wish and be backed by the Constitution of the USA.
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Personal attacks are judgment calls and one person’s view. There are always many sides of an experience. Does Freedom of Speech give everyone the right to pass judgment and spread their agenda? Does the law make it right to purposely lie? Since we know that many people will never fact check or look at a story from a 360 degree perspective, is taking advantage of those people the loving to do?

Do Truth, Accuracy and Peaceful Co-existence matter at all anymore?

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My Heart

February 8, 2010

May my heart be in the Heart of the Earth
May the Heart of the Earth be in my heart
May my heart be in the Heart of the Sky
May the Heart of the Sky be in my heart.
– Mayan prayer

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