11:45 I almost forget about the special boot. After wearing it a few times it turned things for the worse by further cutting the blood supply to that area with an infection on the left side of the wound that never went away. And yes it gets worse with the temperature too. I have to wear 4 layers of protection (pad, gauze roll, elastic wrap and the soft part of the oot, inside, to keep the infection from coming back.

11:50 Pattie Boyd, one skinny woman and two of the greatest (musicians).

Wondering of he chose the guy on the right on purpose to prove nobody does it like him?

The part of the song i always took for granted.

8:08 PM Went with Angela in Beaverton to a store. When we got back on 217 i was followed by a car with Xenon high beams on while a huge gray Dodge (the Police style) was in my blind spot, for miles. License plate SB 95 145. SB may come from a number of things like Siberia, Sibiu, etc.. while 95 is the year i came to the US. They both, others made me very uncomfortable to drive.

He passed me a couple of times and i looked hard and could not see anything inside because of tinted windows. Then how can they drive like this especially at night? Unless if the car is fitted with some self driving mechanism.

Here at the apartment. Earlier when i went in the kitchen area for a snack the ice cream van came under my window with very loud digital chimes. But when we got back from Beaverton, there was a cart (competition?) in about the same spot. Today April 23 temperature outside was 56 F (7 C). As i said many times, with the price for two cones you can get a whole pack of ice cream at WinCo and all apartments here have fridge with freezer. But hey, it's ICE!

The main guy from D5 (where the day care is) came to supervise my passage, looking pissed while the mystery woman at D7 was casting a light on our parking spot. A teen latina who bought ice-cream was wearing a soccer ball under her T-shirt, figuring huge breasts here at the other entrance.

4:20 PM Had this in my mind for a longtime, also haven't had my mind so clear in also a long time since i cannot have on single drop of alcohol because of so many antibiotics i took without getting nauseated to the point i want to puke. Or maybe it was not processed/refined enough in my mind.

Yeah i am in a confessing (gut spilling) mood/mode after watching yet another episode of dr.Watson. The one with Lazarus syndrome (thinking if there is such thing, yes there is but is limited to 10 minutes though, in the movie is hours, beating the educational purpose that is supposed to residue in any work of art).

However i will use the movie as an example of what i want to talk (read complain again) like Kurt Cobain.

Ok here it goes.

Have you ever looked at the (wonder) characters in movies, maybe like Tom Cruise, so many others, and seeing behind the characters, some otherwise professionally hidden hangovers from the monster parties they must have been to the night before, the erectus hollywoodiansis we like to stare at, combined with the intellectual emptiness in their eyes and especially in their slightly out of tune voice while giving us their most memorable lines. The very distracting, almost perfect curvatures over the nerdy type of personality (a spicy contradiction) of female doctors.

Other. Can't stop thinking of the clinic. The beautiful, surreal post modern interiors. Probably never seen in real life.

6:15 I've been thinking. The reason they left the portable toilet in here might be the same as for Lime scooters. They have enough inventory to afford to keep them in place until a new job is contracted in the area, to avoid a trip to home (base). Or maybe then have knowledge of a future job here.

In the case of Lime scooters, they left them until someone needs them at the location were the toilet is now. The so called "no dumping area". During those times they were clusters of them both next to dumpster and sometimes in there suggesting one way trips to here only.

Not to talk about the dozens of kid's bikes next to our door over the years of which some i threw in the garbage myself, after a week or so not being picked by anybody.

I remember in one particular instance they were 3 of them in the exact same place where the toilet is now. One day about 2 summers ago i was smoking in the back staring at the AC when i saw a cop comming towards me from the direction of our parking spot.

I felt awkward and told him something like "i am more than 6 ft away from the building" which is the rule here at the apartments. But he smiled sarcastically and answered "we're not the police of smoke", passed me and went in the direction of the scooters where i believe some guys from the apartment were waiting for him.

So yeah, they could be doing some sort of instant, poetic, extra-judicial justice for virtual imaginary crimes by letting that thing here while i'm struggling with the wound. Changing the makeup of airborne bacteria.

BTW, no stairs climbing or floor pumping upstairs at the last time doing my wounds (after i complained), just loud base in the parking lot, which probably make for the rest 50% of instances i do it and could not remember when i wrote.

But not only Lime scooters and bikes. Besides mats and beds and kitchenware and barbecues. All kinda baby walkers, other baby items. One time i found at the other end of the lawn a bag with a full set of clothes for a girl. Jeans, shoes, top, purse. Similar assorted items, many times in the dumpsters.

One of the last time i went to Spirit Mountain, less than a month ago, some guy came in front of me showing his back saying something about "dead pedo don't re-offend".

Thinking about the context, with the entirely fake story of Jeffrey Epstein, suggesting Einstein, jews, science and scientists.

6:45 He came home about 10 minutes ago, now that Angela fell asleep, now he started to talk to us using his feet.

7:37 Can't remember where but i know i once wrote in a single post about dr.Parent, the 16 unauthorized biopsies (counted by me) he took from my esophagus "to check for cancer" during a routine endoscopy in 2002, the two broken ribs, to give me something else to think about for the next month and the students at Cluj, who were watching a similar endoscopy a couple of years later, and of course the scars on my esophagus which could have been in their minds scars from eliminating varices on esophagus, a complication of cirrhosis of the liver.

Nicu Ceaușescu died in Vienna in 1996, one year after i came in the US.

7:49 Early this morning, at about 3 AM i rolled my compression stalking up my calf to do the wound and forgot it all day long. As a result, i blocked the circulation in my leg for about 12 hours, i started to have pains all over the calf and ankle and the infection at the wound (which was closing nicely) flared back up. Now i'm again in trouble with it.

11:33 I am saying this for more than 10 years but back then robots weren't running half marathons or fighting wars so it was very hard to believe so i kinda gave up, concentrating on other things.

I just have been doing my wound that BTW hurts more than lately, for about an hour now. At every of my thought there was a creak of the floor upstairs. Editing my thoughts, making me forget them generally. Probably this is how they made me forget that compression sock rolled under my knee, slowing the circulation on that leg. Retaliation for talking too much about those two little arteries.

It's probably not so hard for well bred AI programs. Taking into account my vitals when i write, talk, etc.. they can probably figure out some of the stuff i am thinking. Or at least when i am thinking and making me forget cause they don't like much of the stuff i am writing. No they don't need that, just some good microphones, IR cameras etc.. and AI.

5:30 AM The guys upstairs are impossible to catch or talk to. Unless if they want to. Have not seen any of them any time i went outside except when they wanted to be seen. I even forgot their faces.

Recently i uploaded a number of audio recordings with stepping noises mostly at any hour of the night.

Today Angela when she came from work (and garden) went to take the garbage (cause i try to limit as much as i can going outside). She was waiting in the car. The rule so far is they are avoiding us, we are avoiding them. Mostly because i am afraid i will be tempted for a confrontation and i know they are ready for it at any moment (by what they are do to us at night).

Since she wasn't leaving, Angela got mad had this idea and instead of going to the garbage she went and went and talked to her. Not about the noise last few days but about pouring water in the balcony, throwing garbage, etc., things that did not happen recently.

Last night they retaliated on me. Around midnight i fell asleep and then awoken withing seconds by three knocks that could have been at our door or from upstairs. But the moment was so well chosen that i got so mad i could not sleep all night after.

This morning i was trying to talk to Angela to tell what mistake she made talking to the untalkable, the guys who are here on a mission with us, and he awoke and made a few elephant steps on the ceiling. There are probably new holes in walls or ceiling cause the place fills with weird wall smell every time they and especially him walks.

All i can do now is wait for him to leave so i try to get some sleep. If they let me. If not, in a few days i'm gonna go agaom to the nut house and then who is going to take care of my wound?

6:40 Ok "he left". I should just be grateful for that and try to go to sleep in the living cause here it stinks like wall (was thinking, could this had been also caused by the decaf i had late at night, could it be they sill have some caffeine in it) but i promised myself.

For the last 20 minutes he was here in this corner of the bedroom, working the floor. Not at the built in closet, bathroom or anywhere a  normal person would be in the morning when he/she gets ready to go to work.

But the weirdest part. One second he was right above, the next second i heard the door (some 30 ft away) and steps on the stairs and all became silent. Which confirms my theory, there are different persons who come in and out and others who do "the job". Most likely a woman tuned into my brain frequency. Most likely former princess Mako.

Other times i went to look who is going down the stairs that pass in front of the kitchen window, after the door was closed and could not see nobody and then i was hearing the car being started, too soon for someone to have had the time to get there (and then again silence). Not only with current occupants, this happend (too many times) before.

3:10 PM Angela came from work and locker with an item in her arms the size of a baby. When i opened the door i saw behind her 2 very young and short Asian women figuring Latinas each with babies in their arms.

7:23 Today i opened the door 4 or 5 times, each and every one somebody or several people were ready at the door inside D5 and they came outside. Besides one or two familiar figures, every time there is somebod else. Must have seen hundreds this year.

Found two big poops this time on the other side of the stairwell wall.

A while ago i went to see if the porta potty is still here, i made a few steps on the grass to look around the corner of the building, a girl was running away from the potty.

10:05 I was never good with statistics or paperwork. During my programming years part II (accounting) i struggled a lot with the way i needed to organize, store and process information, but that disciplined me a lot though i still don't like it.

That is the reason i cannot prove there are certain out of the ordinary associations in my life. But let me try.

In more than 50% of the cases, when i do my wound, one of the two happens. The black BMW linked to Apt.4 starts. It has big, proud mods to the exhaust system and it shakes the hole building.

If not. If it's morning, someone stumps the floor. If it's afternoon, no matter the hour, someone climb the stairs. Tonight they did so though they were trying to "show" some restraint. However the dust made me sneeze like many times before when they were walking on my ceiling. So i assume, if it made me sneeze, it means some must have gotten on the wound too. One spec of dust is enough to contaminate it.

Needless to say. I never do it at the same hours.

Things have taken a turn for the worse since they brought in the portable toilet. Though the tree trimming job has ended last Thursday, they did not remove it yet.

I have come to finally use doctor's recommendation for packing the wound with Silvadene. Nothing else works anymore and though the wound is closing, the skin around it is/was always infected. However the Silvadene is harsh on the newly formed skin cells though i believe it eliminates mostly the non-viable ones. The so called "proud flesh". With it i get some relief. Will see.

4:04 PM You can learn anatomy by looking at MRIs and X-rays you have done on occasions. Or you can use a 3D interactive model. Or both. I thought these things were for professionals only, but today i ran into something worth mentioning. 39 dollars a year subscription is nothing compared to the value of information in this software which includes a human body atlas that is draggable, zoomable, while adding or subtracting layers.

This way i have learnt that there is about 1 cm of teguments (yellow in the image, adipose, connective tissue, skin) on top of calcaneus and Achille's tendon.

7:45 She has been talking in the balcony on the phone most day. Outside temperature is 69 degrees, they came with an ice cream cart but there is a thick "fireplace" smoke outside.  The smelly cat was in hour balcony again.

12:32 AM After eating lots of collagen and using optifoam my wound is now closing so fast the skin is trying to grow over a piece of eschar and that hurts. I think.

2:00 PM I think i figured the reason for the porta potty. There is a tree grinding machine working within the line of sight, with much vibrating of the building, all day long with peaks when i pack my wound. Not long after the 4-5 months of excavating, earth moving and concrete pouring at the new alley project which started when the park project ended so there is a continuity of noise and vibration.

8:25 PM There is a continuous vroom here. One stopped, another one just started started. They start their didgeridoos and let them idle for 15 minutes before going anywhere. They rule this place alright, with City, Police, anything, no doubt about.

Today was Friday, they did not come to trim trees anymore which means they are done. But they did not pick their portable toilet which was brought here last Friday. Its presence and the vibration create some very interesting infections around my wound.

Upstairs they started something, a router, i don't know, now i got pretty strong microwave signal in living. Let me check here too.

12:12 AM I guess all the nurses in dr.'s office were right about wearing compression socks size E over the heel and stuff and rubbing the eschar a bit while cleaning etc.. Learned how to put them on using a slippery plastic sock i remove after. Hope it's not too late but it's been almost 3 months since i'm asking myself this question so i am already used to.

8:00 From agony to extasy. PM I have been in pain all day. The pain comes mostly from several abrasion from patches in areas with damaged skin (had no idea when i put them in there) but is bad and propagates inside muscles beneath and all the way to the knee and muscles above.

I felt like i needed a shower. The guy upstairs started his march. Smoke started outside. My pain is now mostly gone. I noticed in the past that if i walked (or moved like in a shower) more blood circulates through my body and my pain subsides. However, now there is also smoke and pumping of the floor.

I wish i could have a drink which further improves blood circulation but cannot because i just took an Augmentin and that would be too much for my stomach. Alcohol would also clear my mind a little from this smoke.

2:38 PM I think i heard earlier some noise, but right now there is no sign of construction work and the toilet is still here. Next to the poop tree (where most poops show, among roots, on the left). Now everything doesn't smell anymore like poop but like portable toilet deodorant and a bit like ammonia which altogether give me a headache and a slight shortness of breath (and much cough, like before).

I have done crazy things this weekend. After several hours at the doctor Thursday, Friday i changed the oil (or was it Saturday?) and Saturday i went to Indian Head, 4 hours driving, with a box under my left feet which also blocked the brakes once.

So i had a big flare up yesterday, due to much sitting and standing with poor blood circulation in legs and probably mutant bacteria from the antibacterial stuff in the toilet which scared me really bad. Doing better now.

Lately Amazon came up with something new. Many next day items are available only to pick at their location at Whole Foods, a couple of miles detour for Angela in her way from work. I am waiting for a critical item (it looks like i did not hit the last button in the purchase screen and had to order it again yesterday) and though it is "out for delivery" sine 11 AM, it is still no there. She is now comming home without so one of us would have to drive there later.

3:47 When it rains, it pours. Haven't heard a carpet cleaner van in a longtime. With noise level >70 ad the source, next to the dumpster. Angela bought two cucumbers for 3 dollars at Fred Meyer (owned by Kroger) for my diabetes but they are both bad.

9:00 Went to pick the item from Whole Foods. First i tried to play smart and turned and went by the potty to see if there's any construction within the line of sight. Could not see anything. I remember earlier, i told Angela i thought about, like if we go to Romania in her village, there is no sewer connected toilet. Was thinking if is doable to get one of those. Probably not on long term. Was only thinking though. Hypothetically.

Got on the 65th street. Everything in slow motion - no, i am in slow motion, everything is moving too fast, night, rain, everywhere i go these days lane margins are not visible at night and rain. A times was driving between lanes because i was afraid of other cars.

Driving like in a dream, taking seconds to process a light to realize if it's red or green. Keeping longer distance, others pushing close from behind like always lately. Missed 2 turns, turned around, found Bridgeport Rd but could not find Whole Foods which was visible on the left or right. Made some turns, got in front of it, i don't know how.

Forgot to pick the code when i left, panicked, they let me go by email address and gave me a device. Could not find the @ sign on the keyboard.

Back in the lot. Almost hit a tree. Almost hit the car on the other row when backing. Back on Boones Ferry. A deer, barely visible, crossing but i was very slow, right before Upper. or Lower. Again time needed to process traffic lights. Afraid of every car, at times i did not know on what lane i was.

Back at the door i felt the heavy smoke that surrounds the building and it is not a cable burning. I don't know what the hell it is. I feel like floating.

Should not have gone, obviously. But how to know?

Yeah it happened before. Many times.  But this time was worst. If that was possible.

5:25 AM Doing bandages for one hour now trying to remember my state of mind since yesterday evening, last things i've done, my going to bed resolution.

Yes i'm easy like a Sunday morning and i know the reason.  "Fine" (almost imperceptible) smoke inside, coming from outside. It could be cigarette smoke coming from upstairs or that is only masking the real smoke cause that one should not have psychoactive effects. Sneezing and coughing in the same time, then only sneezing.

Yes i have caused myself a big scare (i think) by using iodine povidone gel in large amounts, covered by pad and bandage. It caused some burn with discoloration of the epidermis half to one inch around the wound, making me thinking is inflammation coming from under the skin. It also burnt the most sensitive areas, those on corners where skin is coming back still showing the cuts or cracks on the 4 corners, causing pain and infection and much worry.

Pain is much increased by standing or sitting. Last night i had to wait in bed for one hour before it subsided.

The focal point moved though from lower left to left where debridement was done. Overall, it feels much better than last night when smoke was also present. (The same type of smoke was present at Walmart where a guy from security was waiting around the corner and had to avoid a collision with its SUV).

All the big scares during my drive to Walmart are now so far away like they almost did not happen.

But i was telling Angela. The big leap of progress since last week and lately could have been caused by the very inflammation around the wound caused by iodine since inflammation brings more blood in the area.

5:55 Now coughing trying to expel mucus from my lungs. It's getting better though it never stopped after the episode(s) with the breakers box. Upstairs, same routine, about 5 minutes after Angela left it started with a flushing of a toilet and could go one for half hour with much creaking of the floor and stomping.

7:00 Yes i know. It could be an old electric cable cooking and/or arching in the ground.

12:35 Last screenshot showing one week evolution. The progress was made mostly in area debrided by the doctor (middle) so i was wrong when i said he shouldn't have done it.

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1:35 AM I was watching a movie when i remembered something. Thursday at doctor's office, she took pictures of the wound twice. First when she undid bandages and washed the wound with i think saline and dried it with a clean used piece of cloths. I remember she pressed lots of times with that cloth. Then about an hour later when i left, she came and took pictures one more time.

After several days of redness because of using triple ointment because they did not order it right (had to call the office each time, and they were no refills) the redness now subsides but there is a problem. As i have mentioned, he did a debridement, partial, without telling me first and i think he pulled some of the connective tissue under and that area never heals and as the skin continues to grow, it is always infected and infects all the area at the left of the wound as seen in pictures.

There was no redness or swallowing of the left area prior to that debridement. Here is a picture taken minutes after in the office, compared to one taken at home in the morning. I struggle with ever since (February 26).

BTW every time i undo bandages, one of the following happens. Much pumping of the floor upstairs. The black BMW. Slammed doors or hitting bumps or whatever outside. Then soon after i start having the chills even if i just took an antibiotic or sprinkled some antibiotic from a capsule on the wound.

10:35 Yesterday i changed oil and again found oil on the panel under the engine. I was complaining in the past the filter was coming loose by itself and then i quit coming loose by itself but is still leaking and then i remembered. The surface where the outer rubber seal of the filter sits upon is rough as per this picture and prevents sealing.

Don't know what else to say. Maybe this brand of cheap filters, the only ones besides OEM that has other problems) i could find at Autozone has a different, harder rubber that do not work well on that rough surface.

The result is oil gets sprayed on the panel and then on the exhaust and it stinks for the cars behind.

Considering buying Amsoil or K&N next time that BTW are not that expensive however i don't know about the rubber they use.

11:11 It's the little things (a precursor to Murphy's law?)

12:00 PM Here is an early picture (April 10, after first packs with Xeroform i guess) showing a hanging piece of dermis proving the wound was at first a blister which was probably round about one inch diameter (like the one i had on the side of the foot) but cannot explain the upper half with the "cuts" which was way above the shoe's rim.

12:56 This screenshot shows 40 days of progress. How much do i still need to see it healed? Not sooner than one month for sure if it goes at the same pace.

3:30 PM Tomorrow is Eastern Orthodox Easter. Could this be some sort of joke? From what i know there is no construction work but i may be wrong cause lately there has been always some construction work going on around here. (LPN, after combinations with two letters from KGB, lately mostly KZB second comes with PG). 

6:57 AM It was after i finished reading the news. I felt smoke smell coming from outside and opened the door. One blonde good looking woman with a dog was staring at me from 20 ft away. It smells pretty bad because of an open bag in the dumpster. I went and knotted a bag last night before i went to bed. Because the dumpster is empty i have to use my fishing pole.

7: 30 I grabbed my fishing pole, opened the door again but the smell was gone. I think the morning breeze shifted direction or something so i went back inside hoping it will be covered by another bag soon while it is at the bottom. It is not little thing to go at the dumpster with a fishing pole and fish an unknotted poop bag and knot it while several people and cars pass by.

BTW. I wanted to react the first time but was too lazy. I am sure he would not have been fined if he went to a tree, had raised one leg and sprinkled just a bit.

2:41 After gettigng Humana (Medicare Advantage) but especially since the wound episode the so call medical care for me has become a harsh battle for every prescription, appointment, test scheduling, blood pressure measurement (after a 17 miles drive through harshest, personalized traffic) etc.

The assistant who did it yesterday also made me nervous and the result is consistent high blood pressure readings every time i go in there. The blood pressure machines there are very slow and work in "steps" also adding to stress.

They were a number of vehicles in traffic yesterday that were obviously harassing me.

There is a Legacy wound care center here accros the street but due to "bureaucracy" and referral systems and stuff i have to drive 17 and back in downtown Portland during busiest hours.

There are obvious sings of mild infection at my wound for which i take antibiotics to prevent it from flaring up but doctor says there isn't and he doesn't want to prescribe me more.

The size of the wound shrinked dramatically but still don't know if i'm gonna make it because of the infection.

And the trick question, the reason i had to write this today. After going there 3 or 4 times i thought i knew the drill but the nurse (a different one) yesterday did something they never did before, washed the wound with saline before taking the picture. I was a bit overwhelmed by everything, the drive (i got lost, the GPS did not have the place in database, had to improvise), being late, having to wait even more, the blood pressure episode, etc..

While washing the wound she asked me if i ever clean "this" and she pointed at the eschar and i said no, thinking i am talking about peeling the eschar. Of  course i wash the wound with saline every time i do the bandages and that is several times a day but i never peeled the eschar. 

4:40 AM Kacem. I think he is again upstairs.