Appeal_Exhibit

Karen Marie Kline
Santa Fe, New Mexico 87507
                                                                                March 23,
2006

Tami Schneider
Santa Fe, New Mexico   87504

Dear Tami,

When I woke up this morning I remembered that yesterday my
stocks were down $1,500 so I decided to wait till today to sell them.
I was going to tell you that last night, but we started talking about so
many things that when we came to signing the contract, I completely
forgot that I was going to have the money next Wednesday, not the
Tuesday.

Then, I saw that the contract doesn't include you calling Darci
Burson. I had thought you thought she might change her mind about
supporting Rick Green if you called her, and that he might give up.
Also you could call his lawyer with the same things.

When I say, "thought" I would be more accurate to say "believed:"
See, in 2003 I had even more trouble with my memory. I could not
remember anything. In fact the shelves in my living room, the white
ones, were given to me by the Traumatic Brain Injury program so I
could lay out the legal papers in the foreclosures and that way I
could see them, which was the only way to have them in my mind.

But then after I got tetanus and was in bed for over a year, unable to
move very much - I stayed in a sitting position because I couldn't
straighten out -- I played huge numbers of computer games of the
kind the speech therapist had said were good exercises for regaining
working memory. And, they helped. For instance, I used to not be
able to remember who I emailed to, and I couldn't repeat in my
mind three things I needed to do because that was more than I could
remember. But now, I can remember what I've done, what room
I've just been in. Before I had to keep repeating to myself what I
was doing, but now I can think that I'd like a cup of coffee and then
go into the kitchen and make myself a cup without having to keep
repeating it.

So the improvement is huge.

If the loss hadn't been so great, I'd be in better shape. There was
just so much loss.

Okay, so I was talking to the other therapist, the one who was
helping me come to grips with how this changes my life, and I said
that I'd noticed that when I was angry I swore normally. She said
that's because the part of our brains that stores that kind of thing,
things more like beliefs, is more sturdy than the part that does
working memory. So I told her that I was going to convert more
things into beliefs, so I could faster reactions on some things.

The thing is, now that I've been doing that, is that beliefs are static
and not flexible like thinking.

When I believe something, I remember it, but not in the way an idea
is remembered where it's open to updating and change. Believing (as
a substitute for proper remembering) is pretty cumbersome. It's like
I have these blocks of "ideas" - blocks in the sense of bricks. These
"things" sit around in my mind and the new information which is
more like light than bricks comes into my mind and I can see it. but
at the same time I can be stumbling over one or more of the bricks.
You'd think I could see that the new information is better and should
be replacing the bricks, but I don't. It's as if the "bricks" are an
essential part of the view in my mind, even when they are causing
me to trip.

It's hard to explain. But that's one reason I can't do things in court
anymore. At the hearing to Approve the Sale, for instance, I was
fastened on the idea of the violation of the stay, and when Judge
Vigil said that he could find my name in the certificate of service, I
wasn't able to take that information and identify what papers exactly
he was talking about.

So, I'm much less confident than I used to be. And at the hearing, I
failed to be able to show the judge that I was talking about the
motion for summary judgment.

It's sort of like that with the contract last night. I didn't see how it
didn't include some of the bricks I had in my mind, like that you
would approach this from the standpoint of how Rick Green violated
his ethics requirements and how he and Darci could lose their
licenses. You had mentioned the seriousness of that to me several
times, so I had made this brick out of it.

I thought that seemed like a good approach.

I'll have the lady who helps me on Thursdays mail this today. I think
it's a little more clear if you see the context . the way that this is a
part of my disability, than if I call you and just tell you two
sentences: one about the money and the other about letting Darci
know that this isn't okay. (I'm reading this over before the lady
comes, and I want to thank you for calling this morning.)

I thought I should say that sometimes I have a brick/belief in my
mind that is different from what I'm talking about or want to say,
but it comes out even though it doesn't fit. For instance, I used to
send emails to Realtors around the country, telling them about B12
and how being low on it can affect thinking. I soon realized that I
couldn't do it after I watched the news, because if there was
something that grabbed my mind, like a flood, then instead of
writing, "Let's look at the numbers" (because in Japan and other
countries they rely on studies which show that at a B12 level of 550
there begins to be depression and cognitive dysfunction; in contrast,
here in the U.S. labs show "normal" to be as low as 180.) I would
write, "Let's look at the floods" and, I could not see the mistake until
maybe a day later when I'd be looking at my sent messages and see
that some of them stuck out from the pattern.

So, I can have two different things in mind that are mutually
exclusive, and talk or write as if I believe both of them to be true.

When I have enough time, I can go over things and get them right.

Sincerely,                                            Karen Marie Kline