health update

I ought to mention the health crisis I had last weekend.  There was so much going on with the mechanic being here, and a nearby RV exploding, and the police photographing then ticketing everyone, that I literally almost died of shock and exhaustion.
My blood pressure reached an ungodly  number at the top of the red zone scale. My head went into explosion mode and tested the walls of every blood vessel in it.  Painfully.  I threw up from it, repeatedly, then crashed out in exhaustion. The mechanic noticed and kept watch and helped me dump my toilet when I was able to get up and talk again.
I took immediate action and have restored a healthy number.
Last night a dude across the way, 3 sheets to the wind and cracking another vodka soda thing, fell into the spikey bushes during a mantrum at his longsuffering mother.  Screamed like a banshee till I got him out of there. Insisted his leg was broken till he stood on it and I guess it was just a nasty bruise and a man baby.  I had to get between him and his mother so she could just gather her wits and calm down, he is so abusive.  
So it's been adventurous around here lately. My brakes are fixed, also, and I am so glad.I might even try driving myself tomorrow for the 2x weekly shift in place to foil the enforcement system.
Dan got a ticket, $55-$110 depending on how soon it's paid.  I had recently shifted position and escaped. I only went 18" but it was enough to not match the photo on file, which is how they do it.  Poeple have been cooperating to push the dead rvs around a bit. One hasn't asked for help nor fixed the RV and another keeps pushing help away because she's too bitchy to roll with reality. So it'll be interesting to see how the city responds.  I would not be surprised if they don't for another month or till august. Then they will doubtless follow through threatening to shut this whole parking down as they said they would way back in 2024 when we got ousted from the first long term spot by the creek.  Noboey else remembers stage two but I do.  the surveyors are around too, preparing. A dozen or so RVs and 3 blocks of parking left in the whole city, is where it's at and they're closing half of that.
I really want that floathouse dream. I'd say put my bus on a barge, but I want utilities and a dock, a kitchen and bathroom.  A repair and maintenance fund.  my legal share of my mother's estate as a destitute disabled child abandoned and left unsupported by my mother.
yeah. That.

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