Neuro-psych report

It was hard to decide whether to use a blue background, because I
am so BLUE about this, or green, because green is like Spring
and HOPE.

I went with Hope. : ) and Spring!!!!!

Since I appear to have to make my neuro-psych tests a part of the
public record in my foreclosures, I am going to post it here for
what use it may be to others.

I am reluctant to make this public because of some errors in
relation to the factual history that make me appear different from
the truth.

One error is that I was not taken out of the psych hospital the 2nd
time by Police, it was the first time. The time I had tried to kill
myself and I was in St. Vincent's. The police came to the Art
therapy class where I was drawing a picture of a turtle, my turtle,
Chyrsanthemum, and they took me away in handcuffs without ever
telling me why or reading me any rights. I blamed them for me not
ever getting teh disagnossi and treatment for my low B12. But
later their attorney showed me that the hospital was ot doing tina
antying in relation to the B1w2, so I tried to sue ...

I cna't type today because I am so stressed by the foreclosure sale
of my home being so soon, and nothing habve ing been done about
the privy pit wchihc is the cause.

Okay, so the second time I was in a psych hosptial was when the
bankruptcy court coudn't dfidn somethign I'd filed. And I said to
the young woman who worked there ath if theings tha were
supposed to protect me continuted not to protect me than in the
furutre it was really likely I was oign to kill myself.

So she told her boss the Clerk, and he c alled the police. I mean
major police came. There are relaly wide allways in the old
bankruptcy bulidn in Abluquerque, and it was full of police with
guns.

They took me away to the psych hospital and they woudlnt' let me
all a layers.

The head or admitting or something psychiatrist wrote that I had
barricaded myself in at the IRS and threatened to kill people.

so they held htese hearings in which my prereprenstationw as
abominable, totally negligent and useless and they decided to shot
me up with haldol, which I think is wehre the workming memory
damge got much worse, because after that I could never think
again the way I had before. But when I treid to exspaolin tgo the
doctors at the clinic I use dto go to , they woudl say I had a
writing block.

Well, it wa snot someing i like that.

So this part of the neuro-pscy repot on the thests is wrong. You
can see waht it says, tna then you can read this and see what it not
quite accurate.

I'm sorry I'm so stresedt aht aI anc 't writ e this better.

I'll try to fix this laer. But I have so many thing so tod and it atkae
smoe me so long because of the brain damge.

Here are the test report pages.

Oaky, so a word abougt the paranoia thing: it has to do with the pscy
hospital, UNM, where the psuyciatrist said I had barriaced by self in
and threatened to kill people, only that never happened.

I mean, if htat had really hapepned int ogu would ahve been in the
newspaers oand onl telly. it wans't because is tdidn't happen ., But
the story was so drantic and outrageious taht th ejudge wen tiwth it
and ordered the haldol, even though there was NO Prove of any kind
that the story was true, buecuaes the story wasn't sture.

sorry abougt my tyong.,

the judge didn't order the lahldol he appointed someone to order it.

I think that if I were not disabled hat I would not be having so much
trouble -- adn I bet this is true for LOTS of other disabled people!!!!!!

I have left the errors in above because when I spend huge time
correcting things, then people say I cna't really have s disability if I
cand still do the things I can.

It's that I hae he property that I do because I was able to think clearly,
work hard, exercise exective function. But now to keep my property
when I have a disability, if my disability is not accommodated, then I
can't keep my property and I lose my means of taking care of myself.

It's important to know that I tried to get the court to help me keep the
condo association from spending on all sorts of discretionary common
element improvemtns while refusing to pay their share of teh common
element privy pit repair. But the court did not accommodate my
disability, at all. And at once point made the apparently prejudiced
remark that it would see to it that I paid evrything that I owed. Thguis
is without having been presented the factfrs.

If I did not have a disab ility I woudl not be so poor because I could
work. But I do have a disability and I am ppor and I am being
discriminated against when I cannot get due process.
July 31, 2005

I don't remember when I posted this, but it was prior to the
scheduled sale of my foreclosed home at XXXXXXXXXXX, where
I was living, on the courthouse steps... which so far (May 29, 2005)
has been averted by having had a friend take my Chapter 13 papers
to Albuquerque and file them for me on March 21, 2005.

But then my bankruptcy was dismissed without accommodating my
disability by enlarging time for me. 7/31/05 The foreclosure on my
condo had just been filed, in fact Deutsche's Amended Complaint
was served in violation of the automatic stay on March 29, 2005.

This is wrong. Jill Ryan copied what Asenath had written in error. I was taken
from the hospital for untrimmed shrubs by police after I tried to kill myself in
1997. In 1998 the UNM thing happened. I wrote about it at the time in my
bankruptcy papers, and again recently. When I learned that LaRue worked at
UNM I became terrified that if I failed the tests she would have me put back
into the mental ward. I started crying and couldn't do more of her tests, and I
didn't go back. I forgot about the tests until I was trying to sue the doctors for not
diagnosing my B12 deficiency and treating it, and I was in the same room at Dr.
Baten's for depositions. I was pro se. The room looked familiar, there was a leak
stain on the ceiling that looked familiar. The lawyers all had my mental
health records, but I did not have them. They were not released to me, and this is
typically the case. Mental health records are withheld from the person about
whom they are written. So I had never had a chance to address the errors.