Well that was interesting.
That disturbance I wrote about below?
It was the DEA breaking down
the door of the person downstairs. My
other neighbor said the plaster all around the door is crumbled too. And the manager had no idea what I was
talking about when I called because of maintenance repair not yet done, and
asked about the noise (I didn’t know at that time is was the DEA).
Later, when the maintenance guy came, he said the police
wouldn’t tell them anything. I still
didn’t know about the DEA at that time, but called her when I found out. I kind of doubt the DEA will pay for the door,
which is $200, she told me. Anyway, it
was a major oxycontin drug raid, primarily done in Spokane, WA, but there was
one person arrested in Mountlake Terrace, where I live. The building I live in. Right below me. If this had happened when I moved it, I would
have been concerned. This woman they
arrested has a toddler. That ticks me
off more than anything else.
But here is what is interesting to me. Everything I wrote is true, but that alone
doesn’t mean she is guilty. My instant
anger about her child was a clear indication that I had already tried and
convicted her. I’ve only said hello to
her in the past, and never see her unless we both happen to be coming or
going. She is rarely home.
When I awoke later that morning, I had the thought that the
police had banged on my door by mistake because it was so loud. I asked myself what if they got the apartment
wrong for real and I was dragged away?
What if all my neighbors thought I was a drug dealer? I mean, I don’t look the picture of health
and the few people I do know, know that I am sick. But that’s a short walk to recreational drug
user. The bottom line is I only know
what I read and hear about.
Having NF has taught me about the media as well. I have seen so many mistakes about NF (always
called a “disease” when it’s a disorder…two different things) that I have to
wonder about everything I read. And in
today’s “as it happens” news culture, it’s hard to believe anything.
Anyway, my scripts came yesterday, I filled them, and I need
that one right this minute….pain ratcheting up for some reason. It’s patch day! Yea!
Pam just was here and now she is at the store for me and then she’ll come
back and finish up for the week.
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