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Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital - Crimes against humanity

The beginning of November 2014 i suffered a nervous breakdown and was admitted to the G.J. Crookes Hospital in Scottburgh, Kwa Zulu Natal, South Africa, after less than two weeks the psychiatrist maybe a general practitioner, Dr Ndlovo decided to transfer me to the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital nestled in the foothills of the Underberg still in Kwa Zulu Natal but in the middle of nowhere. Most of the patients there where admitted for drug induced paranoia or criminal acts.
For example it took my wife, Jabu and i to return home on the 14/01/2015 seven hours by four taxis and we missed the last taxi as it was late and we had to walk for one and one half hour up a hill to get home, we arrived after sunset. The non scenic route takes one and one half hours by a low level flying sixteen seater Quantum ambulance transporter.

These are factual events as of 13th January 2015 which occured at the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital and G.J. Crookes Hospital, three months prior to the 13th January 2015. I am working on the typos and grammatical errors.

To top it all i have to go back to the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital for more evaluation by a general practitioner as there currently is no psychiatrist at the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital and ones fate is decided by a general practionioner. Did you see the movie Rwanda, well what is to follow is very similar. I was the only Caucasian patient in the two wings of the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital amongst forty five Africans. What a nightmare, i was assaulted by an psychotic patient who tried to steal my breakfast, six slices of bread with a bit of butter and tea. i limped for two weeks after this incident with terrible pain in my left buttock. Patients who assault other patients are hit with batons by the security guards and then given Clopixol Acuphase injections to knock them for a few days. The patients fight and hit each other for tobacco especially when the tobbacco runs out and i m the only one who has tobacco. It is impossible to enjoy a hand rolled cigarette by oneself as i was surrounded by twenty psychotic or semi psychotic patients each and every time demanding two pulls of my fag and the patients act as if its there right to my tobacco. Never mind food or gifts received from visitors, one has to eat what one receives at the nursing sisters station or all the food will be taken over by the patients.
What a relief to find out that prison is worse than the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital from two of the patients who actually where in prison, i am being a bit salcastic in this sentence.

On one occasion a patient was bugging me with questions and i told him to speak to the nurse. The nurse told me to "fuck off" and when i went to the sister in charge to report this the security guard followed me and tried to prevent me from speaking to the sister in charge, the security guard from LK Solutions Security then said to me that i am "rubbish" and he will call the other security guards to beat me with battons.

Bathing time is African style like the majority of Africans in South Africa bath in a large plastic dish with about ten litres of water or less. I was quite used to this as this is how i bathed at my wives, Jabu house. Above is a pic of how the basins looked like.

I feel sorry for the patients as most of them receive no visitors and i have never heard of or seen before this episode that nurses walk around with polycop plumbing pipe about four hundred milimeters long and fifteen milimeters thick and assualt the patients. Is this Psychiatry?

On the other hand the sisters in charge and some staff sisters where quite good to me and where very helpfull, but they have to follow the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital rules.

Medication is handed out at 09:30 after breakfast and the patients share the same water cups to down the medication, thank God I do not have turberculousis or some other horrible disease from sharing cups with 45 patients.

The patients spend the whole day in a closed courtyard, fifteen by twenty meters and urinate in one corner of the courtyard as the patients are not allowed to go inside the wards to urinate during the day. The stench of urine is unbearable in that corner of the courtyard unless it rains and the urine washes away into the drain. On one night the urinal was blocked inside the ward and the urinal overflowed with urine for three days. More stench and those patients without shoes walked in the urine. The toilets do not work and faeces build up till someone flushes the toilet with a bucket, most nauseating.

Water is sometimes not available during the night when the water bucket and one cup is not left on the other side of the locked grill gate, never mind the fire hazard. If there was a fire there is no chance in hell that all five wards could be open to let out the patients. The wards, ten patients per ward are locked at night as some windows where broken with axxess to the courtyard from the passage.

At this stage I think I would be ashamed if I was any part of the medical profession, especially the Doctors whom are aware of all this and general practitioners who treat psych patients as there is currently no psychiatrist in the Hospital.

I have sixteen years experience as an electrician in the construction field and seventeen years experience in Information Technology mainly using the Linux operating system as well as Microsoft Windows, yet at the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital i must take orders from cleaners and nurses under twenty five years of age, one of the duties of the nurses is to write reports about the patients. If the nurses don't like a patient they write negative reports about a patient. I found that most of the male staff nurses had more of a heart than the females, some female nurses and sisters are real bitches. On my last day when as i typed before attacked and surrounded by thirty or so patients for a fag, the one male staff nurse looked on in despair but he could do nothing. I was so happy and excited to go home on LOA (leave of absence) so one of the nurses asked me if i was having a relapse (from my excitement) can you believe it. The nurses play little mind games and notarize everything a patient does in the courtyard during the day which is mostly sleep. Like i typed before 45 or so nut cases and four sexy nurses just does not go, the males all want the attention of the nurses. Some of the nurses are very very shaftable but i think most of them are into bondage. We where all to go for a haircut and at first i refused. I did not want a kaal kop (no hair African style), so i eventually said i would like my beard trimmed but the nursing sister said i could not go anymore. She had the hots for me but was playing hard to get. One has to have a beard as there are no razors available and the patients my slit each others throats with the razors.

I was unable to pay my bills as i was in the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital and G.J. Crookes Hospital, joy to the world, i now have "hundreds" of debt collector companies after me and my credit rating has dropped to zero. Of course no shrink, G.P., sister, nurse nor social worker will help me out with my debt but someone was very eagar to put me away to Umzimkulu psych hospital because of their grave faux pas. The social worker at the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital has ninety patients in the queue and i was lucky to see the general practionioner on the 13/01/2015 as he was still busy attending to patients from November 2014. This frightens me as i may wait for weeks to see the general practionioner on my return.

Stephen Fry (a BBC presenter) based in London AFAIK has experienced mental health problems for much of his life. I am sure he did not receive the treatment i received in Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital, not for the life of my can i still phathom that Psychiatric patients are treated with assualt and abuse as part of there treatment to become well again even thought most of the patients are in the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital are there for drug induced psychosis where they stabbed or assualted someone.

The Zulu language is spoken most of the time and i don't have a clue what is going on especially at the twice daily forced prayer sessions but i have to join in anyway. Jabu my wife is a Zulu girl yet i only understand a bit of Zulu, like "faga lo makulu mthondo kona la ingquza". Jabu is quite religious so i don't have anything against religion if i at least i could understand the singing and chanting.

I think it's disgusting that South Africa receives billions of ZAR in medical grants from overseas for this kind of treatment and never mind the theft. I had a terrible summer flu for two weeks and only realized later that the roll on deodrant shared by forty five patients was for woman. The roll on ordered for the patients at the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital is stolen by someone working in the Hospital for there own use and most of the nursing staff are woman, can't figure out the theft bit as the nursing staff have three to eight thousand ZAR smart phones and drive new 150 000 ZAR plus motor vechicles.

I was treated slightly better than the rest of the patients because i am Caucasian, and like i typed before the only Caucasian within miles of the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital. I hope someone takes notice of this part of my book so my African friends (patients) can receive better treatment instead of being assaulted with battons, high heels and plumbing pipe.

I don't know anymore what is the official language of South Africa but the medication i took home on my leave of absence, the instructions where in Zulu.

I actually fear for my life at Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital, the ward where i am now is called Male Block Two. And one of the patients in this ward is some kind of martial arts expert. On my arrival he had to show off his moves whist we where waiting to be counted. (Counting of patients involves the patients sitting for one hour doing nothing waiting the shift to change and then be counted.) From time to time this "martial arts patient" goes a bit nuts especially on the tobacco subject like most other patients, 70% of the patients. Pure joy knowing i can be assaulted or worse anytime for a small amount of tobacco or food.

Above is a pic of an example of the small pieces of tobacco some patients would gather for hours to roll one fag using a newspaper as rolling paper

Patients are admitted to Male Block One where 80% of the patients are psychotic, 40% from actually been mentally ill and the rest mostly drug induced pyschosis or being sent to Umzimkulu for some criminal act. Smoking of tobacco is allowed in the ward. Sorry to burst your bubble, i was never once tested positive for mary jane nor coke nor any other magic mushroom. Then the transition to Male Block Two where smoking tobacco is also allowed. Male Block Three, i dread to go there, there is absolutly no smoking allowed and i have been smoking tobacco for thirty five years. I had a small nervous breakdown on admittance to Male Block One and then to Male Block Two. Each transition is like some kind of initiation ceremony where the patients test to see if they can obtain tobacco and food out of me. One patient actually sits on my bed up to and hour waiting for me to light up as he figures what's mine is his. Not all the patients are like this thank God and i recon i have made a few friends.

The tobacco saga occurs with all new patients and their tobacco or food is quickly consumed in a few hours. Watching lions, hyenas or vultures on TV or in real life on a kill can give a good picture of the food and tobacco episodes, meaning the food and tobacco brought by visitors to the patients.

Hand rolled fag

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Above is a pic of a hand rolled fag the patients used to roll when i had rizla rolling paper in stock, newspaper was normally used, bit harsh when one has a cold or flu, the newspaper that is.

Boredom is a real killer and lucky enough my sister bought me a few magazines (to the disapproval of some staff nurses as there where semi naked girls in the magazines, wow can you handle that, maybe the staff where afraid that the patients would start shafting each other, too many happy clappies rule this world on a Sabbath day) and a novel with large font as my multi focals where stolen at G.J. Crookes Hospital, Scottburgh, this was Xmas of 2014 on the 22nd of December 2014. My previous business, AMPPOL IT Linux CD's & DVD's keep me busy for sixteen hours a day so you can imagine doing sweet fuck all most of the day from sunrise till 21:00. Some of the patients whom have been at the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital for months, up to nine months or more love it there, free food, free accomandation and free medication, at the taxpayers expense, joy to the world. Lets face it most South Africans have one meal per day if that and at the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital:

I rather enjoy this in the pic above than the menu below

09:30 Breakfast: Six slices of bread with margarine on three of the slices and tea with milk and sugar, sometimes no milk
13:00 Lunch: Rice or phutu pap or saltless samp and 25 gramms of meat unless there is mince meat then 50 gramms, drumstick of chicken sometimes on Sundays
16:30 Supper: Rice and beans or pap and pilchards
20:00: Black over sweetened tea (laced with stay soft) and four slices of bread, two of them with margarine

No need to complain, wow at G.J. Crookes Hospital, the food was better, at least different kinds of porridge for breakfast and an egg and a variety of meat and veggies for lunch. Don't understand why all the Government food dished out is not standard

South Africa is one of the few countries in the world where one can receive treatment for under $3 but this kind of treatment i don't ne ed and i am not the only patient who complains about abuse and assault. Most of the African patients and there families live in the sticks cks so to whom will they report all this to. I love South Africa and South Africans but this is really the pits.

I noticed many of the patients at the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital take a drug called Risperidone, a horrible piece of work where sixty sixty percentage of males suffer from erectile dysfunction when taking Risperidone, i wonder if the "mental patients" (that's what they are referred to as by the staff) actually have a choice whether to have erectile dysfunction or not, i bet my bottom dollar and it's a fact that no patient is informed of the side effects of the medication they are taking, why should us "mental patients" be informed or have the right to know of side effects, we are the scum of the earth, maybe Government Psychiatry gets it's "info manual" from the holocast. I once researched Risperidone for days on the internet in 2012 and wow what negative reviews. Some of the patients are so spaced out on prescription drugs they sleep most of the day to keep them calm.

During my stay at the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital, i observed the finer art of theft, assualt by LK Security Solutions on patients, i pity the guy (patient) whom escaped from the ajoining ward, his screams could be heard miles away whilst the patient was beat with batons. No respect for patients, i once informed one of the staff members that the burglar bars put up on one window had jaggered steel edges and could hurt someone so the staff member said "let them". There is no outbound communication to the outside world for most of the African patients, if one asks a nurse to send an sms the answer is "battery flat" or "no airtime, mean while the nurses sit using WhatsApp the whole day. Ok it would be a bit heavy if 45 patients used the nurses phone, even though i offered to pay, the nurses could at least answer truthfully and inform the patients that cell phone calls are allowed. The nurses are a bunch of liars and have the cheek to pray twice a day with the patients. If a patient ask a nurse for something the answer is more likely to be "kusasa" (tomorrow). I can understand spending twelve hours a day for five days shift with psychotic patients is a bit taxing but the staff nurses opted for this job and i think that the patients at the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital could be treated with dignity and more humanly.

I learned a whole lot of new Zulu words at Umzimkulu psych hospital like, ingquza, masende and bhebha to the disapproval of Jabu.

Some of the African patients where so desperate for tobacco they would collect the tiny pieces of loose tobacco from the floor and when there was enough tobacco they would roll a "joint" in a manner of speaking.

Don't try this at home or anywhere else and i do not condone this but it seems that according to Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital, violence is cool and condoned. As long as you sort out your frustrations with batons, polycop plumbers pipe, high heels, a strawberry jam sandwich and mind bending, muscle spasm causing injections.

I am upset now very upset. How on earth could Dr Ndlovo from G.J. Crookes transfer me from a cage full of pigeons to a cage full of vipers and ruin me financially. If i had been discharged from G.J. Crookes i would have been able to make up my payments. Surely if a patient is so psychotic they would be transferred on day one or two. Yet according to my mother: a security guard impersonating a principal psychiatrist, informed my mother that "they need the beds" which is also not true as there where two empty beds in the ward and G2 is also used for psych patients.

I must have been in a very bad state of mind as one night sister took my blood pressure nightly and allowed me to take her blood pressure on numerous occasions. Imagine that some cleaners and staff nurses allowed me to choose and play songs on there smart phones. Ok i hope this paragraph does not get anyone into trouble but i watched the most fantastic game of soccer with the night staff and security guards one Wednesday night. I stand corrected i was at G.J. Crookes longer than 72 hours as i now remember there was no soccer game the next Wednesday for some or other reason whilst i was at G.J. Crookes Hospital.

Doc e, arranged that i do not have to go back to the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital, thank you very much for that.

I prefer and so do all of us, a restroom like in the pic above and not a restroom overflowing with shit and piss

I acquired two "bodyguards" in Male block one after my tobacco was stolen off my person whilst i was lying down in the morning sunshine on the tiled section of the courtyard floor. My one bodyguard and friend (John was his name) even himself mentioned that it was stressful holding onto my tobacco and rolling "joints" for me. The other bodyguard had been in the ward for many months and the other African patients where a bit wary of him. He would make sure that the other African patients stayed away whilst the tobacco was rolled mostly using my own purchased paper or if that ran out then newspaper. Best to choose the meanest mother fuckers as your friends in a place like this, which works on occassions.

Talking about "joints", marijuana is freely available at the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital. I found this out when a patient asked me for a light and my bodyguard and best African friend John, told me not to smoke from that "joint" as it contains marijuana. Mary jane is supposed to induce paranoia in mentally ill patients so WTF.

Quite educating this business. I found out that one can crush and smoke pain killers as another room mate who slept opposite me did. Maybe that's why some nurses refused to hand out pain killers without a Doctor's script. So if you have a splitting headache in the afternoon one might obtain some pain killers the next day if lucky. I stay away from pain killers if possible but with my buttock injury from being assaulted and my two week summer cold i was popping pain killer's like crazy. Not thanks to the female Doctor whom i requested pain killers at the nurses station and she did not write them up the first time.

Come to think of it my best African friend went on his knees to talk to this female Doctor at the nurses station. Not that they where married but i was under the impression that Zulu girls serve food on their knees to their husbands. And he was nowhere near psychotic.

To get back to the drugs story, on one occasion i received a phone call in the injection room and there was this newly admitted coloured chap trying to open the medicine trolly. (He also received the customery tobacco treatment on arrival.) A few days later he and the guy who smoked the pain killers managed to steal some drugs from the medicine trolly. They received the baton treatment for their troubles. The assaulting of patients continues to baffle me as i was under the impression that violence in psychiatry was meant to be discouraged (never mind frowned upon) and guys that where in private and most state hospitals, that i have communicated with where never assaulted. Thank God i never witnessed any assault the first time i was admitted at G.J. Crookes Hospital unlike Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital.

On my move from one section to the next at Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital i lost my mountain view bed but was soon invited to another ward closer to the windows by two patients, the alterior motives you guess it, tobacco. The first ward or section i was in (gets a bit confusing this ward business) but anyhow i had a lovely view of the foothills of the Underberg mountains but knew this stunning view of the mountains and a village which was part of Umzimkulu village would not last and soon became quite mudane. Being an outdoor lover i never dreamt magestic mountains could become so boring.

So much agro and fustration as the patients where not allowed out the wards for walks. In any of the three wards bar one occasion. Maybe the patients would try to escape, wow why on earth would anyone want to escape. The one occasion sixteen patients where allowed to go for a walk outside was for a haircut. I remember that day very well. I was sitting in the courtyard and a female nurse starting picking out patients for a haircut. She called me out and i said no thanks. I did not want my hair to be cut bald as some Africans cut their hair. My blood really boiled and when the sixteen patients where about to get on the way for hair cuts i wanted to go with to have my beard trimmed off. The female nurse then changed her mind and said that i could not go at all. Talk about being petty.

I might be making a big issue of the tobacco story but that was the only occupational therapy there was at the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital and when the patients received their monthly disability grant or visitors brought tobacco the patients who smoked, smoked non stop almost till all their tobacco was finished in two or three days. Might as well make a "meal" of it when you have it. I was rather more cautious and tried to ration my tobacco till Jabu came to visit me. For every one hundred grams of tobacco i received, i recon i smoked fifty grams and the other fifty grams was for "bodyguard" and sharing of tobacco fees.

Ninety five percent of the patients smoked and a large percentage never smoked before but only smoked at the Umzimkulu to pass the time and have something to occupy themselves with, the youngsters under 28 years of age or so would hide there smoking habits from their mothers or family when they came to visit them.

The patients make their own beds in the morning's. The nurses then come along and make the beds again. I found out only one blanket per patient is permitted during the summer months. Allegedly June and July the coldest months, really cold in the Underberg as I found out first hand on some of our vacations in the Drakensberg, two blankets are allowed. One or two degrees celsius (34 F) outside in winter at late night and early morning it gets really cold without a heater in the bedroom wherever you might be in a hotel or the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital. The patients ward windows are not triple glazed but thinking back the glass is 15mm thick so that must help with the cold a wee bit.

How dare the Sisters, nurses (male and female) and security guards force the patients to pray and dance around in a circle singing Zulu religious songs after the way some of them treat the patients, two faced religious attitudes, i am sure it is written somewhere: abuse, assault, degrade ones dignity, humiliate and tomorrow you will be forgiven. I took no part in these prayer "meeting's" other than i was forced to stand. And my last morning at Umzimkulu Psych Hospital i did go around in circles chanting something at the insistence of one of the nurses just to please her and not have hassles on my last day.

Not everyone who says to me, Lord, Lord, will enter the kingdom of heaven, but the one who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. On that day many will say to me, Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and cast out demons in your name, and do many mighty works in your name? And then will I declare to them, I never knew you; depart from me, you workers of lawlessness. Matthew 7:21-23

I used to be quite a self religious person but i have lost my respect for God due to this hospital stay and psychological after effects, really too much is too much.

I think Stephen Fry is correct with his viewpoint on God. ''The quicker you forget about Him, your life will change for the better"

This is the final nail in the coffin between God and i and it really hurts me to loose faith after so many years, but this is really it, i have had enough. What i have gone through in my life is a fraction of some of the pain and suffering others go or have gone through but i have had enough of this blatant two faced religious attitudes.

And it gets even better, on the 18th Febuary 2015, another anniversary, my birthday, my

The reason i was sent from G.J. Crookes Hospital in Scottburgh, South Africa to the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital was that Doctor Ndlovo filled up a bath and gave me a teaspoon, cup and bucket and asked me to empty the bath, i choose the bucket, she asked me whether i would like a bed by the window in the Umzimkulu Psychiatric Hospital as normal people would pull the bath plug. Just thought i would ad a bit of humour, this did not actually happen but one never knows, many things said in jest could be true.

Crimes against humanity, as defined by the Rome Statute of the International Criminal Court Explanatory Memorandum, "are particularly odious offences in that they constitute a serious attack on human dignity or grave humiliation or a degradation of human beings.

Brothers will turn against their own brothers and hand them over to be killed. Fathers will hand over their own children to be killed. Children will fight against their own parents and will have them killed. Everyone will hate you because you follow me. But the one who remains faithful to the end will be saved. When you are treated badly in one city, go to another city. I promise you that you will not finish going to all the cities of Israel before the Son of Man comes again. Matthew 10:21-23

After the excitement and stress of the move in March 2012 being a former Electrician i did not pick up a whole lot of points which Kwela Electrical of Pennington let slide. I did pick up one socket outlet which had the incorrect polarity and when i placed another socket outlet under load the copper cable blew. So one of the Kwela Electrical electricians broke open a connection box in the ceiling void and joined the cable. One of the socket outlets had the knock out missing and i latter found another socket outlet the same. The electrician (from Durban) that came to do the COC at end August 2017 found twenty six points of non compliance. One of the village people said it's not Kwela Electrical's fault but "the clowns that work for him". The electrical installation reminded me of the historic town of Pilgrims Rest near the Kruger National Park.

Any SANS electricians or electrical engineers in the house? is the pic above and below above legal in KZN? Kwela Electrical did not come out to do the COC when requested end August 2017. Which wireman is correct?

Bathroom luminaire, COC February 2012.

Lucky we have a "valid" SANS 10142-1 COC from Kwela Electrical, dated February 2012.

My birthday cake this year February 2019 written in isiZulu, i spent my birthday celebration with Mama and Zack my stepson whom i have known since 24th April 2012 on the 17th February 2019. All the eighteens my birthday on the 18th February, Jabu's birthday on the 18th March, Zack's birthday on the 18th April and Jabu and i got married on the 18th of May 2013.

This is fun and expensive, since the 19/02/2019 i have been on a 45 Mbps connection as my 4 Mbps ADSL is dead, back up 02/03/2019 will test for a few days, line still not syncing well, has cost me 320 ZAR in 4G data using a WiFi hotspot. 10/03/2019, Well done Telkom, i have a credit for the downtime of my line. Apparently the water guys cut the Telkom cables like they cut our electricity cable a few years back on the pavement.

25/02/2019 Happy 26th birthday dear Kasia my daughter whom i have not seen in twenty one years, Kasia uses Dorota's Maskowicz maiden name, my former wife, Kasia and i chatted bit on Facebook and then it stopped like two years ago, we are too distant to ever become farther and daughter again

05/03/2019 07:15 CAT I leave home for the Pennington clinic. First time in years after waiting for five hours i have a bad experience at the Pennington clinic. On Friday the 01/03/2019 when i went to fetch my meds the pink card was with the meds and a sticker attached to the meds said i should get a new script at the clinic. Being almost last in the que i consulted with the fifty three year old Muslim doctor. He said he could not renew my script as the meds where a bit too toxic and heavy for him to do so. Meanwhile six months ago a twenty six year old GP had renewed my script at G.J. Crookes. I explained to him that my TSR had trouble getting into 2nd gear and a shuttle to G.J. Crookes costs 140 ZAR. The African taxi's between Umzinto are few and far between. Seeing as i was there anyway i ask the Muslim doctor about my rash on the ear and neck, he was not very intrested and said i should keep it wet with aqueous cream whilst other doctors had given me cortison and dynaspoor topical. I asked Mr fifty three year old Muslim doctor about my boils. He said i should shave my pubic regions and armpits except for my beard. Sister P is my witness. And said i should no take antibiotics for boils. At least i had some nice vetkoek and coke for breakfast whilst waiting and checked out the talent whilst i was there for five fucking hours. I did not really mind wasting my time at the Pennington clinic as i had got out and about a bit. I did not get the name of the fifty three year old fussy Muslim doctor but i defiantly don't want to see him again. That's why i refer to him as the Muslim doctor as i don't know his name. He took down my name, phone number and said he would see what he could do with my script. And i was really tired as i was up from 02:10. 16/03/2019 I also mentioned to him my one ear is blocked. Now i find out on Doc Google that stress can cause ears to be blocked which both my ears are now. The Doc said to Sister P to give me some drops.

09/03/2019 05:25 CAT Well folks it looks like it's every two months i can cum. Last time was 01/01/2019. I fell asleep on the couch and woke with a bit of a "piss hoering", cock stand so i bhepa............

11/03/2019 16:38 CAT I am so depressed my Panasonic Dect phone has packed up after thirteen years. It had a good life and i ran my AMPPOL IT business with it for many years but yo and behold i bought some new batteries for it and they seem to be charging even though the redial button does not graft.

17/03/2019 03:22 CAT Woke up late this morning. Had a good sleep. Actually am sleeping too much during the day these days. Tenant did not come home last night, wonder where he is. Tomorrow is Jabu's birthday, she has unblocked me from Whatsapp again by my SMS request. She does not want to come for roast chicken to my place today, she says she is going to church ha. The way she behaves one would think she goes to satan church, keeps on blocking me because i don't give her money for data. Oh well i have got over her and we are sort of friends. 04:01 the power goes off. Just after i have made my self a cup off coffee. It's amazing how the ANC, the government has managed to fuck up the country since 1994. Load shedding and power cuts three times a day. I am getting a bit sick of this country except for it's wonderful climate and almost free ED causing meds. I am sitting and typing here with the light from the screen. Kasia is not chatting with me since i asked her what car she drives and if it's a ferrari can she buy me a mini, so she said i am only chatting with her because i want a car, no sense of humour. Will not miss her much, she is rude. Sunrise and my laptop battery is at 50%, can see better now. Being using gas to make tea and coffee. If this is load shedding then the electricity should come on in fifteen minutes to forty five. I miss my youtube playing in the background. I wonder why Eskom does not give a refund on downtime from load shedding like Telkom does. Strange how it turned out this year that my birthday was on a Monday and Jabu's as well. Battery sitting on 40% now. Mama awake and ready to get dressed for church. Lucky i got a power bank for Xmas. 06:09 electricity back on. The load shedding schedule is completly out, electricity off at 12:00 again. Jabu said she will let me know if she is coming tomorrow for birthday breakfast. The tenant is such a racist, he talks about blue eyes and blond hair i cannot listen to his shit he is talking with Mama. He says the blacks are a plaque and the worst thing in the world. I am typing this as he is talking with Mama. Jesus fucking Christ these tenants. The tenant is pissed again as he is always on weekends, he says the black people are born with evil, as long as he can stay away from black people he is happy. "I don't want to be close to black people." When he is sober he is different but i really don't need this shit in my life. I was really angry when i typed this. To top it all he rolls mary jane in the family room and uses my rizla and mix but when i ask him to buy me a coke he says a packet of rizla only coast six bucks. He arrived here only with his clothes, no pots and pans nor knives or forks, i am checking him out when it comes to payday he will most probably duck as he has friends in Pennington where he can sleep over. At least he does not cook so that saves a bit and has very little laundry but he is tight as a virgins arse he refuses to buy toilet paper and laundry soap. The only good tenants where David and Thuli. At least Mr L is only here for two months. 19:10 i retire to bed. And true as fuck i bhepa and manage to cum. Now i don't know what is going on. Must be coming from the Lord above. I am totally shocked that with my ED i managed to cum three times so far this year. And the last time was on the 09/03/2019 so close together. Jabu did not get back to me whether she is coming tomorrow for birthday breakfast. It's 03:03 now, i have one hour till maybe the power goes off.

18/03/2019 03:18 CAT Jabu just informed me she is coming for birthday breakfast. I am going to upload this after the birthday breakfast and see how it goes. 04:03 and the electricity is still on. 06:30 exactly Jabu arrives at my house for her birthday breakfast. She is in a good mood. We start to chat and she wants me to turn on the TV. Usual stuff about load shedding on the news. I grill the boerewors and Jabu fries the eggs and tomatoe, Mama baked a savory cake. I make advances towards Jabu but only get a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She just wants to be friends. We don't have much time together and this time she leaves for work without us fighting and her in a good mood.

17/03/2019 03:41 CAT I jump between Windows 10, Mageia 7 Beta 2, Ubuntu 18.04 and of course my number one distro today Debian Stretch, 9.8. Strange can't get Skype to work for Mama on Windows 10. Mageai Beta 2 is coming along nicely and the cauldron is cooking. We are on kernel 5 now but still a while to go before Mageia 7 is completly stable. The thing that pisses me off about Ubuntu is there is no delay like in Mageia before the OS starts checking for updates, i am sure it can be set somewhere but i don't have time for that. My days of searching for hours on google are over, if something does not work i trash it.

19/03/2019 01:10 CAT Will they cut the electricity at 04:00 today or not. Really disturbs my working time. Apparently this time the excuse is the cyclone in Mocambique.

21/03/2019 06:54 CAT Sometimes the electricity is cut at 02:00 and sometimes at 04:00 for two hours but always at 12:00, lucky for my gas bottle. Jabu unexpectedly Whatsapp me at 12:25 that she is finished work early and she wants to collect her present. I was having a power nap and missed her first message. I woke up as she messaged me the second time and she came for tea and lunch. We had pleasant visit i thought but she said sort of. She could not wear the top Mama had bought her as she needs to wear long arm sleeves due to spots on her arms so Mama said she will keep it and get her something else. The two and one half hours passed quickly before she had to catch her taxi home. We chatted about normal shit and as she was leaving she asked me for fourteen rand for taxi money. So i said one kiss and one hug and she agreed. I need a woman's touch now and again. It's been 17th December 2017 since we separated. Mama of course got in the way. She still likes me but something is holding her back.

26/03/2019 05:50 CAT I bhepa again and cum. WTF. Four times now this year.

27/03/2019 01:32 CAT After two anxious weeks thinking about my visit to G.J. Crookes, i am ready at 06:00, dressed for my lift. We arrive at G.J. Crookes Hospital at 07:22. There is a long que for the files but i have an appointment and get my file and pay in under three minutes. I go down to the psychc clinic and wait my turn. Eric, the male nurse in charge is not so friendly today and pushes another patient in front of me to see the Doctor. I sit chatting on Whatsapp to pass the time and have a few smokes. I am a bit fustrated and angry as i have to spend another five hours the same month waiting for my script. I am now second in line to see my Doctor and i chat with a caucasian girl sitting next to me, my mood changes a bit. It's now my turn to consult with the best Doctor i know of in Scottburgh. unfortunately she cannot give me a script for a penile injection for ED but gives me a script for my rash and boils unlike the Muslim doctor at Pennington clinic and Doctor M. She recons i am stable on the meds i am taking so she only changes my blood pressure pills. I wish all Doctors where like her. I have my bloods taken and the pharmacy is quick quick this time. I am out of there by 12:15. Mama, Mrs M, Miss M and myself pop over to Checkers to do some shopping. Miss M is a weird kettle of fish, she smokes in the car and really gives me the urge to smoke as well. The first time i ask her for a light she gives me a light but the second time she is busy on Whatsapp and will not give me one. So Mrs M lights me up with the car fag lighter. The day ends of very well with Mr L the tenant paying me my rent for the room, the rent goes into a pool between Mama and myself. Even with a tenant it's difficult working out the budget.

28/03/2019 03:34 CAT I sleep late this morning. Zack is coming to visit just before the school holidays end on the 2nd of April, so it will be a short stay as he has to prepare for school. I still have to repair that pull switch in Mama's bedroom, when did i replace it? On Tuesday and it worked fine till one of the wires jumped out, i am loosing my touch. No it turns out to be a faulty switch. Jabu arrives with Zack unexpectantly at 07:20. Jabu has a quick cup of tea and and helps me to hang the washing. She asks me for thirty bucks for data. Zack and i have scrambled eggs with fried polony for breakfast. Zack helps me fit the spare pull switch. After lunch we watch Netflix.

29/03/2019 03:28 CAT Zack is sleeping on the spare mattress. Fast asleep. I wonder what time he watched TV till. I ask Jabu if Zack can stay till Sunday, she says yes then changes her mind and to top it all she says he must return early Saturday morning to pay her funeral service. What a fuck up, Zack was originally supposed to visit till Saturday 15:00. On Friday Zack and i walked to the beach and had some coffee and cold drink. His favourite is Fanta grape. We did some shopping as well. The short weekend turned out well but i was really pissed off that he had to go home early.

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01/04/2019 04:28 CAT I wake up late and i am off the the dental Clinic at G.J. Crookes at 07:00. Mrs M kindly takes me. I wait for my file and now it's the dreaded dentist. Unlike six months ago the injection for the extraction does not hurt at all. My teeth are cleaned as well. The dentist battled a bit to get my rotten wisdom tooth out. At least he knew what he was doing and i was very happy with him. Even though i was shaking a bit when i got out the dentist's chair.

02/04/2019 07:45 CAT Jabu comes to visit for breakfast. This is the second blouse Mama bought her for her birthday that did not fit. She did not even want to try it on she said it's too big. Oh well maybe next year. We had the usual fried eggs and tomatoe for breakfast. She also brought a blouse she bought from the Hospice which does not fit her and said maybe Mama will want it for forty bucks. Otherwise it was a cold autumns day. Always nice to have visitors especially when they don't ask you for bucks.

03/04/2019 14:00 CAT An unexpectant visit from Jabu, she stays for lunch but is out of here by 15:00 to catch a taxi. Asks me for data, OMG but the problem is i like visitors. So even though her visit cost me twenty nine bucks in data at least i had a visitor for one hour.

04/04/2019 16:15 CAT The wedding draws closer. My sister landed today. All looks good.

22/03/2019 03:01 CAT Can you fucking believe it, if it's not the load shedding now my internet LED on my router is flashing and i have no internet. Fuck this. Happens too often. 28/03/2019 All is well with the internet and it's a relief that the load shedding has stopped. Had a bit of a break from the laptop the other night and watched Netflix all early morning long. 05/04/2019 05:00 no internet again, i don't know whats up with these 05:00 drop outs. No ADSL and landline in the whole of Pennington since Thursday 18/04/2019, today is 27/04/2019.

12/04/2019 15:20 CAT Friday Mama and i leave via shuttle to Durban. It's my sister's wedding and the child's Christening. With the Christening over we head off to a hotel in Durban North beach for buffet supper. What magnificant food. Lamb as well my favourite. From there we depart to Fairmont Zimbali an estate situated north of Durban. What splendour, we share a tweleve bed house. 18/04/2019 no ADSL again so my spelling is up to shit. I find a place to smoke outside my room where there are many stompies, fag butts. The whole weekend i only smoked sixty fags. Mama has a kingzize bed and i have a queen. My loo is a bit small. I retire around 23:00 after the audious task of checking in through security. It's a fine warm autumns day.

13/04/2019 03:30 CAT Saturday I wake and have a swim in the pool on the verandah. The water is quite cool. The other folks there brought food but i did not drink there coffee and only had my first cup of coffee at 07:00, i did not know they brought food for us as well. Nancy makes breakfast who is there with her husband and two sons. We sit at a twenty sitter table. I have another swim in the cool water a have a nap whilst Mama goes off to the beach with the others. At two we are invited for lunch at my sisters place. She is the one that is getting married. We have another buffet, the girls are working very hard. At 19:00 we return for cocktails. I have a gin and tonic. My sister's child manges to fall in the pool whilst i am having a smoke break outside but no harm done. Master J says you tired to kill my brother, Master J is nine years old and a very loveble kid.

14/04/2019 13:00 CAT Sunday The photographer arrives at the house to take pics. And in the meantime my Cubot Manito crashes. I had to reset it early Sunday morning. No WIFI so i lost a lot of data. There actually was WIFI but we did not know the passphrase. I am very pissed off as neither Linux nor Windows 10 recognises my microSD card and i battled all day with Linux to try recover the data and am almost there once the ADSL s back up. I can see it as /dev/sda2 with an unknown file system. Windows 10 just wants to format it. We arrive at the wedding a bit late with my sister in another car. Mama and i sit at the back at the wedding ceremony, but are told to go sit in front. The ceremony starts and Mama reads a prayer. Usual wedding stuff and afterwards we have drinks. The pastor was quite stern about divorce. Then it's the grand reception and speeches. Buffet dinner with lamb again and starters. There was also curry but so much happened that weekend i don't remember. All i know is i found a smoking pal. Nice Indian chap who is a police man. I treated myself to Peter Stuyvesant Red soft pack the weekend. We danced and the reception ended early around 22:00 as Monday was a work day.

15/04/2019 11:00 CAT Mama and i where packed and we departed via shuttle for Pennington a one and one half hour trip.

19/04/2019 11:00 CAT Good Friday. I had arranged a day or two back for a lift for Mama and i to the Ifafa Catholic Church. Mrs M car was full and could not take us. By 11:30 our lift had not arrived and i Whatapped him. He had forgotten and said he was sure the Lord would forgive him. I got pissed off and said to Mama lets go to the Kiosk by the beach. We where already dressed so we just walked down. I ordered a Cappuccino mug and Mama ordered a sparkling minerial water. I thought what the fuck and ordered a pie as well. We quite enjoyed ourselves sitting under an umbrella in the autumn sun. On the way home we stopped at the shops and bought some groceries. I had a very good Good Friday and cancelled the 04:15 lift on Sunday to Church.

21/04/2019 10:00 CAT Mama prepared a feast with what we had. Chicken in gelatine, Mayo salad and Polish Mazurka cake. With Ham and bread. it was a really good breakfast.

22/04/2019 04:04 CAT I have been in a good mood since yesterday. Jabu came to visit and gave me a few long kisses. It really made me happy that i broke through after all these months. We have a hot and cold relationship so we will see what happens when she comes to visit this morning. It was a good visit, only when her foot is sore is she in a bad mood.

26/04/2019 05:30 CAT Half of Pennington is still without ADSL as of 18/04/2019. Did i mention that on Monday the road caved in due to the rain on the way to the clinic so i am fucked with collecting my meds this Friday. I have been spending most of my early mornings watching TV as 4G data is too expensive.

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