Re: Where are all the ESR meters?

On Jul 22, 11:13 pm, "Michael A. Terrell" <mike.terr...@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
wrote:
Fred Bloggs wrote:

What does your physical disability have to do with a complete absence of
any constructive circuit contributions to SED?

Well, Fred, you claim to be in perfect health, yet you haven't even
submitted a set of specifications for YOUR ESR meter design. On the
other hand, you've already dammed designs of others you hadn't even
seen.

As far as your questioning what my disabilities have to do with
anything proves once again just what a fucking *** you are. You
have no idea how bad my health is but like everyone else here, your over
inflated ego MAKES you damn everything and everyone in sight.

I'll tell you what. Go buy a cane. Strap 75 pounds on your back and
try to do the usual day to day things you HAVE to do to survive. Cut 15
to 20 weeping sores on your legs, and try to get by on no quality sleep,
at all. I don't really sleep anymore. I pass out from exhaustion. Try to
breathe through several layers of mask so you're always short of breath.
Then exert yourself till you feel faint.

There is no way you can simulate most of the side effects of all the
medications. About the only one you can get close to is to alternate
between Magnesium Citrate and Imodium A-D, several times a day. How
would you like to go from starting the day constipated, with a stool so
hard that your ass bleeds, to diarrhea and back to constipated in a
single day?

If I DON'T take ALL of the medicine I can get some sleep, but both my
blood pressure and blood sugar go sky high. I generally have less than
two hours a day to do anything that requires concentration and/or
exertion, so why waste it on a circuit design I can't afford to build?

I WAS working on a design for a computer interfaced ESR meter to
allow quick go/nogo or incoming inspection testing to read both the
capacitance and ESR, and see if they were in spec, when I lost my job on
Sept. 7th, 2001. I was already so sick I couldn't function, and people
laughed in my face when I applied for work. I was stopped by a cop one
day and accused of being drunk, because I couldn't walk a straight
line. Even walking with the cane, assholes like you do their best to
block my way, or try to knock me down. On punk tried to take my cane,
but soon regretted it because his arm was twisted into a knot behind his
back. he was on his knees, begging me to let go. He had ignored my good
right arm that still works, so I grabbed the other end of the cane and
twisted it, and his arm behind his back and pined him so he couldn't let
go.

I had to wait over two years to get any medical help from the VA.
During that time I lost so much strength that I couldn't walk. Even
though I was eating under 1200 calories a day, I put on over 100 pounds.
I topped out at 297 pounds. So far, I have lost 25 pounds, in the last
two years. Its going to take a long time to ever get close to the
normal 180 pounds I was, before I got sick.

You have no damn idea what its like to be severely disabled and a lot
of fucking nerve. Have you EVER heard of anyone else who got 100%
disability in less than two months? Does that tell your pea brain
anything, at all?

Michael, I'm sorry to hear your health problems have become
so severe. I was hoping the VA would get you back on track,
but now I wonder if they've diagnosed you properly? Could
it be that at this point you're suffering more from the cure
(medications) than the illness?

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