Then Be Batman: Chapter 5 revised and expanded.

As promised, for reasons of pace and quality, this is the redone chapter five.  This will not be posted publicly until I have chapter 6 out.

But Nugar!  Shouldn't you be resting?  You just had a stroke!

Actually, I had two (2) fucking strokes.  I feel terrible and I'm upset in ways I can't even express, because expressing it makes me more upset.  My left hand feels like a stranger.  I'm also experiencing some weird stomach sensations that my brain can't decide if they are hunger or nausea or just tingling.  Because my stomach is also mostly on my left side, naturally.  I didn't even really notice this in the hospital, but I had other shit on my mind.

But the real motherfucker.  The real turd cherry on this shit sundae.  Despite three personal visits, a call, and a phone interview.

During September, I had to renew my medicaid and food stamps, because you have to renew every 3 months.  There's also a work requirement now, thanks Trump, but I had a medical exemption.  So I just got a letter in yesterday telling me that, because there's a work requirement, I needed to submit proof of working, or I'd lose my medicaid and foodstamps.

So I called, because I've had to call about that before.  I have the medical exemption, because I'm a physical wreck of a human.  

Oh, yes, we're sorry, we don't know why that got mailed out.  We see the exemption.  You're fine on that.

But.

We do see a problem.  Your medicaid and foodstamps were canceled because you didn't submit a bank account statement or self employment (patreon) documents.  

So they erroneously mailed me about a problem I DON'T have, but did not mail me about the problem I DO have.

Went round and round with them.  They found the patreon document, filed as a bank statement (wtf).  But I had turned it in along with my actual bank statement.  Where was that.

Well, we have the one from May...

What about the Sept one?

You didn't turn it in.

But I did.  With the patreon statement.  I verified it three times when I came up here.  I verified it during the phone interview after that.  I verified it when I called AFTER the phone interview, because arkansas DHS sucks, and this is not the first time their rank incompetence has harmed me.

Oh, we're sorry.  There's nothing we can do but start processing it again after you bring us a new copy.

What about the bills I just racked up?  I just had a fucking stroke?

Uh, I don't know that they go back and backdate coverage like that.  It was your responsibility to bring us the document by the 29th of sept...

I.

Am going.

TO FUCKING

DELETE WHAT I JUST TYPED

BEFORE THE FUCKING COPS GET CALLED

AND I HAVE TO DELETE THIS PART TOO

so all I can do is write a bit.  Enjoy the chapter. Have some stroke memes.