dr.Sigurtson

In September 2004 my wife had cancer surgery. I was in the same hospital at Providence St.Vincent in Barnes Rd. in Portland, Oregon, in the psychiatric ward due to a psychosis. In fact, i was at the 4th floor while she had surgery at the fifth. She came to see me the second day after surgery, while i was laying in bed thinking i was on a different planet. Could this be related to my downstairs neighbour, a person to whom we both refereed to as "the witch", a 300+ pounds woman with a black cat, stars and moons door mat, and a bumper sticker on her car saying "my other car is a broom", who sometimes was laughing on a really high tone, alone in the house? At 6810, SW Hall Blvd, Beaverton, OR, 97035. Later she moved to a different apartment in the same complex, i think i have a picture of the "things" she kept in front of the door. Here it is...

At Sussex Village Apts, Beaverton, OR, 2007/07/23 18:25:27, click to enlarge

At Providence i was in care of dr.Sigurtson. That's all i remember, his last name. In fact he obtained from Washington county some sort of court order to keep me in there because i wanted to get out.

I remember he enumerated some antidepressants and asked me what i wanted. I chose Remeron (Mirtazapin) because it sounded right to me at that time. I've been on Remeron until early 2007. It took me one full year to fight with the withdrawal symptoms. From what i've heard, i am the first person to ever get off of Remeron. But i believe i got the bradycardia because giving it up. (Remeron as a side effect is a cardiotonic and raises your heart rhythm and after a while your body gets used to and your heart rythm gets back to normal. When you get off it, i suppose it goes down. My pulse now is in the low 50s and even in the upper 40s when i lay down.)

But the strangest thing is a few days into my hospital stay (in fact just after signing the document below) dr.Sigurtson dissapeared. He was replaced by a different doctor, dr.Guistwhite. But by that time, i already gave up, i made peace with myself and everybody. Could it have been the phone calls i made from the hospital to different lawyers from yellow pages trying to describe to them my situation and ask for help? The nurses told me he had an accident. Years later i tried and called the hospital asking them about dr.Sigurtson and they told me he moved into a different country.

Nowadays i am reviewing a number of faces i knew and resemble other persons,  mostly celebrities. Dr. Sigurtson's face look a lot like ...Sigurjón Sighvatsson, the Iceland born actor. Can anybody tell me what the hell is going on?

Sigurjón Sighvatsson

Can get most of the resolution with middle click

I had this document for 8 years. I always hesitated to show it so someone. Why? Because the handwritten parts especially the small letters look exactly like my handwriting, with a few differences though.

November 24

10:05 Don't know if i can include the cyclicity of the seasons (given by the Earth's rotation around the Sun) in an explanation about Amaterasu's myth but November 23 is close enough to the winter solstice, at December 21 when daylight time starts to increase again.

But by reading the above linked article i figured other important things.

In the myth, the birth of music and shamanic dance is attributed to the temporary missing of the goddess, when daylight disappeared. In contemporary music, there are numerous examples of songs speaking of that, and comes to mind the verses "she got down but she never got tight/she's gonna make it through the night" from Blinded by the Light by Manfred Man.

Music and dance are now so ubiquitous in media and we never take the time to stop and think. How was life before the century of the lights? When it all started? The Renaissance? One thing we don't recognize. The shamanism of dance and music that surrounds our lives nowadays. And we all seem to ignore the source.

Modern music seems to have taken these days the role of a (shamanic) teacher, instructing us all the time (against the old order) with words repeating obsessively over and over. Having in mind another influential song by Pink Floyd.

Calculated deception and use of force for our good. Taking matters into own hands. Extrajudicial justice. Devine trickery. The Book of  Ninja (Bansenshukai) is full of it. But also comes to mind Maya, the world of illusions or mother of Buddha, which is part of Buddhism. Could it be the reason of the happy marriage in Japan between Buddhism and Shintoism, which seems to be a term linguistically derived from "Hinduism".

Own cave. Could this be the (Devine) model for Hikikomori? There are millions of young Japanese people who retreated in their own room, some for years. They also call it "social withdrawing". Though i suspect some of them are secretly enrolled in ninja training and Japan not having more hikikomori as percentage of the total population than any country.

I did that once. Been in the apartment for months if not one or two years, never going out. Angela had to go alone to buy groceries. In a year or two my body started to atrophy. Gained more and more weight.

One day it snowed a lot (like it happens once or twice a year in Oregon). I mean, one foot of snow and i ran out of cigarettes' and Angela could not drive to 7-11 with the Nissan.

I went outside, i was high all the time during that time though not realizing. I tried to put chains on the rear wheels of the truck, the chain on one wheel got entangled, i broke the truck. So i had to walk the half mile to 7-11. But after walking for like 5 minutes in the snow i realized i cannot walk no more. Me who when i was young i was walking 30 km or more in one day on the trails in the mountains surrounding the city i was born and lived until 14 or during vacations until 18.

In that evening i went outside to take pictures with the snow, again, the same difficulty moving around the complex.

So it cannot be. Those people will atrophy and not be able to do anything anymore in a year or so. I mean, some of them could be real, like in any country, and others using this as an opportunity.

But it has gotten out of control. For decades after the appearance of radio and television people accepted those as carrying new, unheard of before forms of speech and entertainement. More and more allusive, then with more and more sexual content, to the point one simply cannot listen to them anymore. How many curse words in a song by Doja Cat?

They for as long as i can remember used a lot a type of figurative speech when the singer speaks at first person actually casting attributes to another together with obsessively, bullying appellative "baby" that nowadays has turn into "b...h" and "ho" (Doja Cat, Doechii) in extraordinarily offensive songs.

Paint the Town Red has been on tops since release, with of course the help of all DJs in the world cause actually i and probably many others don't find that song so appealing to be played like 20 times a day on a hip-hop local station. Actually i ignored it for a long time though i was listening to it while driving and it came to my attention by chance.

Will people ever start to realize this is not western culture anymore but pieces of Amaterasu's mirror that shattered and covered the whole world?

They own most everything in the US. Though the graphs shows other countries "as well", their are present with finances in those countries as well. .7 trillions direct investment in US in 2021, must have been one trillion in 2023. It's all the money American pay for cars and other goods. Now they are pushing their singers disguised as Latinos and/or Blacks with their media networks in our ears.

11:42 Bullied by Republic Services.

I was writing the above when the thunder of the garbage truck started. I ran to the bin to pull the old garbage sacks from under only to see the bin being set again on top of those. And BTW there is a new one but fortunately was not covered yet.

I tried to talk to the driver and he said "why don't we do this next week" and i told him "i don't know if i can be that fast or even present" and then i asked him kindly "if he could do us all a favor and pull those two bags next week from under the bin (when he lifts it)" and he said "i should talk to the management and have the maintenance team be there to do that".

Then i told him i cannot tell the management what to do (i actually don't believe this is my job) and then he said "i see were you're coming from" and shut the cabin's door and now i feel guilt for even asking him that.

Wondering. Is there any procedure he has to follow or just continue to put the bin over old rotting garbage sacks.

12:08 I was driving yesterday to Grande Ronde on 18 around 5 PM. I think it was just before McMinville on the variant when i saw some flashing lights in the mirror. I was planning to pull as soon as those get closer, however they got closer much sooner than expected. It was dark enough not to see  the outer margin of the shoulder or the beginning of the ditch so like many times before, about one ft of my car remained in the lane.

Right in that fraction of a second i saw 3 State Police cars literally flying by. I think they had more than 100 mph. First one was far enough but second almost shaved my car. I haven't seen those again and haven't seen anything further down the road and i know State Police only have jurisdiction on freeways, or outside cities and towns.

12:22 Before that. Yesterday afternoon i added two more hundred milliliters of ATF in my car. I went for a test drive and yes, that was the case. I was low in ATF and the car was now shifting much better.

But it was like that since i got the car. I remember i saw on the plastic panel under the transmission and engine a pink gel. Is this what ATF turns into after a while?  Though there was no leak, then and later.

Obviously had to bend over to do that. But there was no one behind me.

Soon after i did that went to take the garbage and saw yet another trail of litter dust coming from the same place and going to the bin. I immediately went and grabbed the broom but several cars already passed over, milling those beads. I swept what i could, however i inhaled some of the dust. It was this choice. Let it there and slowly inhaling the dust over several days or sweep it and only inhale some once.

However it was not without consequences. Hours later i started to have weird daydreams, almost hallucinations when i was trying to sleep in the car. (Then i tried to drink from a broken plastic glass and spilled the drink on me. Then i had to rain inside with my pants wet because i had an urge to go out).

Thing is we were both under influence of that dust, for about a week. Angela was really mad these days.

12:32 Yesterday i first drove to Lincoln City. I was planning to hang around while Angela plays there. But i came 5 minutes earlier to the meeting point where i was supposed to pick her at 7:15. Tried to call but like last time her phone (we turned both phones on for a short time) wouldn't work inside  the casino. 2 minutes after, or at 7:12 a Security SUV came by. I was at the very edge of their property and not sure if inside or out.

However i was on the outer side of the street that supposedly is the border. The Security SUV entered the parking lot of the building of the Commission across the street and then left. However i left too and i could finally talk to her as she got out. She had to climb about 100 ft to the place i was cause i did not want to take a chance. Last time i talked to those guys they said i would be arrested if i come again on their property.

Question. Why there are not signs showing that your are on a private property, gates of fences? Is 4th street a public or a private road? How can i find out?

3:02 Ok i found something. I don't believe 4th St. is included in any of the properties. It is a bunch of properties belonging to the Confederation but i don't believe it is even a reservation. Unless the whole Lincoln City is.

But they don't need to be a reservation. Anywhere they act, the tribes are not taxed. Further research. What is the legal definition of a tribe, and how many members are left in Lincoln City and surrounding areas.

4:38 When the came today to empty the bins mold and bacteria from bins spread into the leaves. Because the leaves, in some areas up to 18 inches deep or tall or whatever are wet under. Some have tiny bubbles of bacterial growth.

That's why i found myself out of breath especially after Angela went to Walmart. Cause our digestive enzymes combined spread with opening of the esophagus/stomach or lower esophageal sphincter (the so called hiatal hernia) fight better the spores in the air.

Here came this matured tall guy with a goatee and two dogs (after children yelling like possessed by a mischievous kami) and chose to stop to get a better view of me from behind exactly when i was about to bend to fill a laundry basket. That would be basis for a later retaliation bending over which synced with some other stuff like noises, will make me sick for a half day.

6:33 Yeah i'm almost done with the leaves. I almost filled a whole bin. Yes the bin that sits on top of bags with old garbage, in a position where not many people throw their garbage on (it never gets filled, not even half of it). But the leaves are very loose, if enough people throw garbage over they will give in and pack. No evil done. BTW the person who used to throw blue doggy bags next to the bin now turned to pink.

John 14:6 "I am the truth" vs IN VINO VERITAS. Can a sinner tell the truth, on occasions? Do you have to be a martyr to give a good advise?

In Shintoism and Hinduism "there are no absolutes" like good and evil, each kami or devi is a mixture of them just like humans. Kali (the demon god, the fierce mother, the fury of Durga, the feminine counterpart of Shiva) kills (destroys) all evil doers etc. She was born enraged and even rebelled against her husband, Shiva.

8:10 PM. 817 DEU is the LPN of a GM black SUV that was parked next to the bin tonight. I saw that before but  never made the link. I longtime suspected the old man who dresses like a clown or homeless (suggesting modesty) is some religious figure from Romania.

After i caught my breath and wrote a bit in here i went to finish. They were two big piles that i squeezed in three laundry baskets and i grabbed a round piece of wood the size of a basketball bat to make more room in the bin.

A very thick smoke and the woman at 4 talks again in the balcony.

While i was trying to pack the leaves with the big stick a blond guy who lives with the old man came and threw provocatively from a distance 3 improvised doggy bags and one of them almost landed on my head, one next to the bin, saying something and then he left. BTW some people threw a few bags and now the bin smells like dog poop.

So bad it got into my clothes together in the parking lot.

All these happened after picking leaves for 2 hours with no one around and then spending one hour inside. Which means they were all celebrating their holiday which now i'm sure they believe in and had to call them over. Sorry guys for disrupting.

8:22 Here is a typical example of bending over. In an empty parking lot during a holiday, this woman stopped at a stop sign, got out of the car in a place she was not supposed to, even though there was no traffic, went on the right side and did something for at least a minutes so i had the time and opportunity.

From that distance it is also less offensive to viewers. The stress was provided within a minute by a cop who was patrolling the area, stopping at every shop. Yeah i was at the Mud Bay next to Michaels.

9:18 Mi-am zis eu mie însumi. Cu prima ocazie când gătesc orez fac o poză. Cel mai simplu lucru de gătit. 2 căni și jumătate apă, una cu vârf orez. După ce fierbe apa, pun orezul, amestec o singură dată, dau la foarte mic, pun capacul și urmăresc să bolborosească nu prea tare după care pun timer-ul la 12 minute când opresc aragazul și îl mai las să stea să tragă toată apa dacă mai are.

Se poate adăuga și lapte, zahăr, la sfârșit, când e fiert.

Total timp de lucru, 5 minute, timp total, 20. Da știu capacul e de la altceva, puțin mai mare, are mânerul rupt dar așa cu ele cum le vedeți am făcut eu mult orez.

10:38 I knew the smoke outside does not come from a wildfire, by the smell. It took many hours for the smoke to get here, 13 miles away in the wind's direction.

Dust in the Wind

5:37 AM Woke up ten minutes ago after 5 hours and a half of sleep with pains all over my body. As i could not totally sweep the dust, and the wind blew yesterday from that direction (jet stream passed over and went south of Oregon) the dust got in the AC and everywhere inside. Got to hose the AC and the stairs and mop the kitchen floor. Blogger isn't perfect either. If i want max resolution for a picture, i have to upload it twice. Once at X-large size and that gives me best resolution for slidewhow. Second at original resolution and substitute the name of the file in the first upload and that gives me max resolution for the post itself. Default size for X-large is 600 and display style is block so i got to modify those two. That is after the last modifications they did about a year ago. I did not upload the following images twice except for first, cause it was not worth it. To see those at max resolution can click on an image and go into slideshow mode. Can move the mouse wheel to get an animation like effect.

Next day. I went to a walk and discovered there was more redwood chips and dust that have been hose by someone who tested the hydrants.

But maybe the best way to show the dust problem is a picture with the bedroom windows. You can see how dirty is the screen (could have hosed it if the window was closed). I only touched about half of the fixed part of the window. I wanted to take more pictures, like how white the stairs are becoming when i hosed them several times washing the mold from concrete tiny grooves and crevices but they occupied strategically all directions in which i could take pictures, one of them was the Japanese woman acting Latina with kids at the first entrance of building D

August 17 12:26 A înebunit, recidivat sau a decis să se arate Dinescu, poetul în pulover cu pix al revoluției noastre.

1:29 Went for a short walk around the hospital. When i came back again two big guys in the same bulldozer on wheels making a big noise and from the opposite direction, an ambulance coming behind me i almost didn't hear. Again at the last intersection a small black Chevy, maybe electric came with no noise from behind.

When i left i couldn't help but notice, yesterday they made a similar mess at the end alley of the U shape complex, where there is still dust from January gravel. A huge U-howl truck blocking an intersection, except for a small passage. The wind today is blowing from that direction too.

When i came back again scenes with kids that grew up, an old woman coming out helped by a strong man and the handy(wo)man passing to protect.

4:55 Dust inside and pain and nothing else prompted me to go and sweep. It was a two hours job manually with a broom. Besides the rude dust, i also picked lots of gravel dust. If i didn't it would have went like this for 6 more months or more. More and more people some with kids interrupted me. A helicopter flying sideways just above trees passed twice. Towards the end i just gave up, they were some piles i didn't pick. And i'm not going to do it again. Wanted to go to take a picture, too many people get in the way.

One can see at the end of the alley there is much gravel left i simply could not pick up because too many people were getting in the way, same when i took this picture. Then Angela came and went back, washed my clothes and took a shower. Maybe other time. What seemed impossible at first i've done today in less then two hours, there is a one hour job left.

9:52 Suddenly realized who might have beeen in the apartment while i was sweeping (found signs at the door moved). An unusually sexy young woman (rather short, dark complex and hair) who later passed my car when i was working on it. BTW, this car has way too many plates transmitting voltage from battery to whatever. Unnecessary contacts that can get contaminated with oil and dirt.

Tonight i washed the plates with a solvent (electronic cleaner), put them all back together (pictures tomorrow) and went for a test drive. The voltage at the lighter plug was 14.3 and 14.4 while driving, 14.2 at iddle. Mileage to Wilsonville and back (excluding the first entry ramp cause i forgot to reset it) was 43 at the dashboard. Then i drove to Eaton (Avery St. and Tualatin Sherwood Hwy) and back and total mileage was 39.6

This is the closest image i could find in my phone right now showing the plates. There are three plates and 2 bolts and nuts between the battery terminal and the three main power cables.

September 1

12:06 Wake me up when September comes... Lăsați acum PNRR-ul, Ministerul Transporturilor de exemplu are alocat prin Bugetul de Stat anul acesta până la 30 miliarde lei sau 6 miliarde euro din care a cheltuit deja 2-3. (De ce nu vine Ministrul Transporturilor să facă o dare de seamă a banilor, ce s-a cheltuit și pe ce, ce mai urmează anul acesta).

7:11 Ultimul lucru ce l-am pomenit în ziua precedentă a fost "Space Opera", au venit imediat cu ceva. Nu știu, totul seamănă cu o discuție de copii, când fiecare vrea să arate că știe sau poate mai mult pe un subiect.

Apropo de space opera, chiar acum mi-a picat o fisă. Numărul de la camioneta mea care mi-a fost dat tot așa "la rând" este CL 76277. 76 to 77. Sincer, mi s-a părut o pierdere de timp să caut informații despre scientologie. Iată că aproape fără să vreau am dat peste ceva informații. O pagină scrisă de Hubbard însuși, scriitorul Sci Fi transformat în profet și fondatorul acestei religii, pe un site de pe la începutul internetului, secretele dezvăluite la acordarea OTIII (al treilea grad din cele 8 parcurse în cadrul bisericii), în care vorbește despre Xenu și o federație de 76 de planete, pagină pentru care o tipă a fost dată în judecată de această biserică. Teegeeack, adică Pământul, ar fi planeta nr. 77? CL este de la Crater Lake, un lac imens în vârful unui... vulcan în sudul Oregonului.

Ce chestie. Ieri am vrut să pun un video de pe vremea lui Băsescu, când am văzut o zvastică ca și logo al celui ce a încărcat video-ul, ce apărea în colțul din stânga sus. Azi vreau să pun un video despre sărbătorirea de către Scientologie a obținerii statutului de religie devenind astfel o organizație scutită de taxe (Xenu, taxe) și văd că cel care a încărcat video-ul și-a pus numele de user Angry Gay Pope. Puțină psihologie inversă, peste tot. Pun video-ul oricum pentru că lumea trebuie să știe despre această religie. Temutul IRS sau Internal Revenue Service este agenția americană care se ocupă de strângerea taxelor și care uneori face "audit-uri", adică verifică formularele plătitorilor, în mod aleatoriu. Xenu, dictatorul galactic, a folosit pretextul taxelor pentru a aresta un mare număr de tetani și a-i aduce pe Pământ unde au fost uciși, acum 75 milioane de ani.

7:15 Ce vroiam să mai spun. Oricât s-ar certa între ei, oricât de mult ar devia de la subiect, guvernarea unei țări se reduce la strângerea taxelor și administrarea banilor strânși, adică a bugetului. Exact despre asta însă, vedem foarte puțin în media. Vedem discuții infinite adică scandaluri pe cifre derizorii, de obicei câteva procente din cifrele reale de la ministere.

Aceste cifre, din motive destul de clare, nu se discută niciodată. Nici de dreapta, nici de stânga, nici de socialiști, nici de legionari, nici de Rareș Bogdan nici de Codrin Ștefănescu. Pentru că e vorba de cele aproximativ 40 miliarde de euro care i-am calculat eu odată că dispar anual de la buget.

O anecdotă de la Crater Lake. Am fost odată cu Angela, oare prin ce an, în jur de 2000, cu Nissan-ul, la Crater Lake, de două ori în două zile. Am stat în Motel 6 la Klamath Falls (am fost acolo iar anul acesta, același motel, dar mai dărăpănat). Ca să mergi din Klamath (denumire indiană, ca multe din SUA) Falls la Crater Lake trebuie să treci pe lângă Klamath Lake, un lac de șes, tot așa, imens. Deci în prima zi după amiază ne-am dus cam în grabă, pe înserate, eu obosit, nu am văzut mare lucru și am decis că mergem încă o dată a doua zi. Deci când ne-am întors la motel după prima vizită, am trecut seara iar pe lângă Klamath Falls, pe o lungime a drumului cam de 10 mile. Adică vezi lac în dreapta vreo 10-15 minute. La un moment dat, tot cerul s-a acoperit de țânțari. Era ca ceața, nu mai vedeai soarele sau apusul mă rog.

Am oprit să văd ce se întâmplă, am crezut că poate trece. Tot norul acela de țânțari s-a aglomerat în spate lângă țeava de eșapament, pentru că țânțarii erau atrași de bioxidul de carbon (așa găsesc ei "victimele") și se vedeau roind în lumina roșie de la frână. M-am temut că îmi vor înfunda radiatorul, ceea ce s-a și întâmplat, parțial. Bine, am scăpat de acolo, după câteva mile de condus prin norul de țânțari, a doua zi dimineața la motel în parcare am curățat cât am putut radiatorul și ne-am dus iar la Crater Lake. Acolo, într-o parcare, o japoneză a venit lângă mașină, nu spunea nimic, se uita la bara din față, care din grena (culoarea mașinii) devenise verde și avea aspectul unui covor. Oare țânțarii aceia simbolizau tot așa tetanii din Scientologie, la fel ca praful de lemn roșu de aici?

9:14 Apropo, ziele acestea, adică ieri, am luat iar o doză bună. Luni a fost fum, am fost lemn pur și simplu, mai ales a doua zi. Nu am mai ținut cont și am mers peste chips-uri de mai multe ori, ca să tot înfund o gaură de sub ușă care se desfunda mereu și de unde eu cred că ieșea fumul. După 3-4 încercări, gaura nu s-a mai desfundat, fum nu a mai fost în schimb am cărat pe pantofi praf din acela în casă care s-a răspândit peste tot. Azi am dat cu furtunul pe scări și în fața ușii, apropo, cred că a apărut iar fum.

10:17 I am very irritated by the dust. Had lots in my hair when i took a shower. Not receiving yet the mole sticks, prompted by the smoke, i went to Home Depot and bought 3 cans of Great Stuff Pest Block. Cheaper then other versions of the same product, it does not contain pesticides, as the name might suggest. It's just an expanding foam that i thought i could squeeze in the mole holes. But won't use it now thinking of returning (bought it as the result of another decision made under the influence of smoke this morning), now i'm waiting for the sticks. Cause if i fill the holes with foam, how is the sound from the sticks going to propagate? BTW, here comes the smoke again.

2:07 I installed one of the sticks already, made a tool out of a metal broom to dig the hole. The fridge was full of dust under, redwood irritating dust, could not just wait for a few more hours, today is Wednesday, the blowers are coming again. Hope i will have time to hose the stairs after they finish and before the guy upstairs is coming.

Thinking about an operatic voice. My insurance, Progressive, didn't call me yet with an estimate or an offer, it took the car to their "in network" shop about a week ago, it's been 11 days since the accident.

2:36 Nebăgarea de seamă (eram atent ptr. dvs.); Către ei: În scandalurile voastre mizerabile, nu terfeliți și Constituția.

5:12 Just filled the truck. 12.9 gallons for 320 miles. He didn't overfill, i watched. That is the way that needle goes now, two lines over the top. 200 miles on freeway, rest in city, almost 25 mpg.

7:00 I just can't believe how loud those kids are yelling in the backyard. They awoke Angela who yelled back at them.

11:46 Never heard of in the west. Flying on a kite to set the enemy's castle or camp on fire. Interesting the toponym, always been wondering of Naga in Japanese has the same meaning as in Hungarian or Nguen in some Aboriginal Australian languages. But that was not what i was searching for. What i was searching for was how ninja employ children to do their work.

What happened today defies any imagination. They got a kid, probably selected out of thousands, who screams much more than any other kids. I can hear him in the complex, but sometimes he comes to "play" here in the backyard, next to the building where he used to live. He did this for years, i think he's getting older now and starts to understand, but still does it. The screams. When that happens, i call it audio terror. Cannot do anything, interrupts everything. Of course he does it when the man upstairs is not squeaking or the man in the next building is not speaking on the phone. Each at his turn. There is something that reminds me of that scream. A synthetic scream from a semi-synthetic song. Listen to this. Imagine some kid doing this all afternoon next to your windows.

Today he awoke Angela after about half hour of sleep. She needs her afternoon sleep because at night she watches TV until she relaxes enough to can sleep. It was the perfect storm, got the estimate from the in network shop (assigned by insurance), without an offer though. Over 14 k for this?