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THE DEMISE OF TWO INNOCENT CHRISTIAN PEOPLE
(Looking for Good Samaritans to fill the voids left by Satan's attacks)
PERSONS INVOLVED:
I, Matt Thomas was born May 1, 1959, in Knoxville, Tennessee to Clarence “Slim” and Juanita (Brewer) Thomas. Both my parents were graduates of the University of Tennessee with Dad’s bachelor's degree in Electrical Engineering and Mom’s master of science degree in Nutrition. We moved to Chattanooga shortly thereafter, where Dad worked at the Electric Power Board for 31 years, retiring in 1990, and Mom taught Nutrition at Erlanger Hospital and the University of Tennessee-Chattanooga as a Professor in the 1960s and 1970s then served 22 years as a renal dietician at the East Ridge Dialysis Clinic until her retirement in 2003. Both were well-liked and respected in our community. Both attended Brainerd United Methodist Church regularly for decades. We purchased and moved into my present East Ridge home in 1960 when I was 18 months old. Dad passed away March 6, 2004 from cancer, and Mom passed away December 3, 2020 from Covid-19. Her death is the centerpiece of what this campaign is about.
The first thing I plan to do, given enough donations, is to HAVE MY HOUSE CLEANED for the first time in 13 months so I can feel more like living, as I am highly allergic to dust mites and have not been physically able to keep my house clean and straight as I would like! Then, funds permitting, I want to CATCH UP ON SOME BILLS, then RENT A SAFE-HAVEN COTTAGE out in the country for at least a week to get away from the microwave radiation and toxins in my home so my nerves can heal. I suffer from a modern condition known as EHS or Electro-HyperSensitivity where one has acute sensitivity to the microwave radiation all around most of us in urban and suburban areas that is a health hazard to us all and down right dangerous to a small percentage of the population, of which I am one. This is deadly serious for some sensitive persons, and I had a friend in California named Amy who was tortured and died from this condition in 2022. I've been tortured but have hung through it to this point paralyzed by lack of money to rent a safe-haven away from cell towers, Wi-Fi routers, and the 5G relay antennas that now line streets everywhere.
Down below is a chart of the symptoms typically experienced by EHS sufferers and a link to an article for those of you who may be interested in learning more. My current symptoms are:
° Degenerative Nerve Damage diagnosed by local neurologist Y Charles Han, MD
° Aching all over like your worst ever flu 24/7
° Burning all over like I've been dipped in coal oil and set on fire (eyeballs too)
° Stinging all over like I'm being electrocuted (especially when I try to drive, so I can't drive much)
° Inflammation in my head, face, and neck area and a bloated feeling all over
° Fibromyalgia that is a SYMPTOM of the underlying cause the medical world is covering up
° Tardive Dyskinesia and the aforementioned nerve damage caused by a medication foisted upon me unnecessarily in 1996 that I was on for 22 years and nearly killed me (ZYPREXA)
° Extreme loneliness as one orphaned and due to turn 65 on May 1st, in dire need of help with my home that has become toxic and making it to where my nerves can't heal
Electro-Hyper-Sensitivity
EHS that is a modern day burgeoning epidemic from the microwave radiation all around those of us in urban and suburban areas. Since 5G technology with its shorter wavelength and more penetrating microwave radiation vs 4G was rolled out 3 years ago, my normal songbirds and bugs disappeared and have not returned, and my outdoor and indoor plants began breaking down and dying with the trees showing unnatural neon-like hues in the Spring. That same microwave radiation is breaking me apart and setting every nerve in me on fire, and I MUST have a safe living space soon or I will literally die here as did my friend Amy in California died from this type condition on March 30, 2022, the 16th anniversary of the day we first met. We were pain pals since 2017, and we never got to meet in person as we wanted due to our pain making the trip impossible for either of us! It tore my heart out that I could not fly to her side and comfort her in her pain and solitude like I have been experiencing myself! Amy was a kind, sweet, smart lady and IMHO deserved a better fate. EHS is serious business for sufferers, and I have gotten to know a few who are homeless or living in torture that I wish I could help by creating a group home for EHS sufferers. Perhaps I'll do that in a separate campaign. If you know of anyone suffering from this condition, please show them compassion and do not be tempted to belittle them. They feel badly enough as it is!
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***Everything you will read about in the upcoming story took place while I was experiencing these symptoms that began building in August 2017***
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MY STORY'S TIMELINE OF EVENTS:
- May 1, 2009 – September 20, 2018: I took care of my elderly mother who had dementia by myself while we were both shut-ins for those years until I broke down from PTSD, mastocytosis, hyponatremia, fibromyalgia, and exhaustion, nearly dying, and spending two days in Parkridge East Hospital.
- September 20, 2018 – October 13, 2020: On an emergency basis, we had to employ live-in caregivers we did not like or want to hire that mentally abused and financially exploited us, while we were basically helpless in what was essentially a hostage situation. For more than two years, we paid them $20/hour around the clock from our life savings. They forced us to pay them in cash, and therefore we could not take the expense as a tax deduction. They took care OF us but did not care ABOUT us other than the money we paid them, and we knew all along they would kick us to the curb after they bled our savings dry.
- May 20, 2020: We had learned of TennCare’s Choices home care benefits program from a friend in Arizona, and we applied for TennCare (Tennessee's Medicaid arm) “Choices” home care benefits and Medicare savings plan for Mom, for which she was deemed by their authorized representatives as fully qualified medically and otherwise. With our life savings running out fast, we thought we had discovered this just in time. I have been effectively disabled with chronic health problems since I was a high school senior in 1976 and counted on that money my family saved over decades being there for me, as I had applied for Social Security Disability Income in 1987, did everything they asked in the decision process through 5 stages that took 3 years, and was fraudulently denied my benefits by Judge Tom Allen in 1990. My family was very soured by that ordeal that left us heartbroken, and I determined then I would never apply for government benefits again and instead rely upon myself and my abilities for support. As it turned out, life would have other ideas.
- July 16, 2020: We received a letter from TennCare denying Mom’s benefits. I immediately appealed this, but the denial was rubber-stamped, and her case was remanded to a “fair hearing” on the phone to take place at some unknown future date. The reason they gave for the denial was BOGUS, which I would eventually prove with ease to the satisfaction of the judge and all parties when the “fair hearing” finally took place. They claimed that Mom sold her half of property she had inherited from her dad in 1985 to her sister, who had inherited the other half, for $1 in 2004. Since that they imagined had been sold for under its fair market value 16 years earlier, they disqualified her from getting home care. Yes, really! Now even if that had been true, it would be beyond ridiculous to deny someone life-saving care 16 years after the fact, right?! Of course it would! But it was not true, and in fact it was a seriously twisted misrepresentation of the FACT that on August 12, 2004, Mom put that property into a revocable trust she established to protect her assets shortly after my dad passed away. Her sister and my aunt Judy was made one of four trustees of the trust assets. Mom hired Chattanooga attorney Dana Perry to draw up the trust, and Mom paid a token $1 fee have the assets transferred into the trust. Those were our home, savings, car, and the property in Wayne County she inherited upon her dad's death in 1985. Mom ACTUALLY sold said property to her sister on June 17, 2019 for its FAIR MARKET VALUE as per the Wayne County, Tennessee tax assessor's most recent valuation of $20,000, as you see from this canceled check, which I would later use to prove the point of argument to presiding judge Patrick Ren when the time came to do so...
Here are the trust documents showing what took place August 12, 2004, contrary to TennCare's badly twisted version of reality:
Time dragged on while the remainder of our life savings bled away.
- September 11, 2020: We received partial payment for a reverse mortgage from AAG we had to take out to stay afloat as long as we could while waiting on the TennCare hearing and Mom’s benefits that should have begun in early July after the standard 45-day waiting period. (HINT: be VERY cautious in applying for a reverse mortgage and AAG in particular!)
- October 13, 2020: We were forced to dismiss our caregivers after 25 months due to dwindling funds and still no word on the TennCare hearing date. The day after they left, the caregivers refused to come help me when I texted them I was unable to care for Mom alone in a state of near collapse from severe pain and exhaustion. The head caregiver was a literal witch and subtly deprived Mom of her necessary water intake. As a result, Mom had developed a serious UTI that knocked her out of her right mind and endangered her life to begin the tragic series of events that led to her death and our ruin. If TennCare had simply done their job, we could have gotten Mom care paid by the state and dismissed the caregivers we didn't like at a much earlier time and still had over $100,000 remaining in our savings. But NO, they didn't, and thus you see the results of the obvious fraud!
- October 16, 2020: We were finally notified of the “fair hearing” to take place October 26th. We hired one of the caregiver helpers and another lady who helped out at a lower rate of pay, as I was unable to manage Mom’s care alone.
- October 26, 2020: The long-awaited “fair hearing” took place on the phone with me representing Mom as best I could as her only child and Power of Attorney, not knowing of a lawyer who would represent me as I would have liked. I easily proved the allegation they contrived based upon the alleged sale of my granddaddy's property to deny Mom her rightful benefits was false, to the satisfaction of the judge and all parties on the phone representing TennCare. Yet the "fair hearing" yielded nothing but being remanded to ANOTHER hearing to take place November 20th.
- November 3, 2020: The care we were able to give Mom would turn out to be too little too late, as she was mistreated by Hospice of Chattanooga that tried to dehydrate her to death when she went there for a 5-day respite and rehab with fluids and antibiotics. Furthermore, the ambulance drivers Hospice sent to pick Mom up were incompetent and had to have help from myself and our caregiver in getting her from her bedroom into a stretcher, and they nearly dropped her as they were taking her down the front porch steps!
- November 6, 2020: When I was told by Hospice of Chattanooga that Mom was nearing death from low blood pressure by their own devices, I ordered them to send Mom across the street to Erlanger Hospital to save her life, which they did after I signed a release form. While she stayed at Erlanger, they lost her in their system for a day and a half (which scared me and her sister and our caregivers half to death), banged up her legs, placed huge bandages on her back for who knows why, then lost her only pair of glasses when she was discharged. Ironically, Mom had taught Nutrition to the nurses at that very hospital nearly 60 years earlier.
- November 12, 2020: Mom comes home from Erlanger Hospital very weak and was placed in a hospital bed. It was made by Drive Medical with a defective left rail that SIX people including myself tried unsuccessfully to attach to the bed. That defective rail would lead to Mom’s death. I would later seek legal action against Drive Medical, but I found no lawyer who would even talk to me. I ended up presenting the overwhelming evidence to Drive Medical at their New York headquarters before the statute of limitations expired. They knew I had them dead to rights and asked me to name a figure for restitution. How do I value my mother's life and still expect a settlement. I figured $250,000 would last me the rest of my life and asked for that. They knew I was desperate and had no lawyer to represent me, so all they gave me was $4,000 "hush money." So the big guys win again and cover their tracks, as to get even the $4,000, I had to sign a release indemnifying them against any future legal pursuits related to this matter.
- November 16, 2020: At 6:25 AM that morning, I heard the most sickening sound of my life. Just hours before Home Health was to come help with Mom’s care, she rolled off the side of the hospital bed where the rail was missing, and a loud THUD jolted me as I sat up on our living room couch. I screamed in horror when I went back there to see the caregiver squatting beside where Mom fell and telling me she was bleeding from her head badly. She hit her head on the corner of a nightstand and base of the floor lamp on that side of her bed. I called 911 and they walked us through what to do until they arrived. They did a good job and so did our caregiver at that time. Mom was rushed to CHI Memorial Hospital where she was stitched up and (I suspect) GIVEN the Covid virus by some staff members to get a $35,000 government kickback for padding the Covid death stats. I had already gotten word of that kind of activity going on in hospitals around the nation from two separate qualified sources, and there was something really fishy about the way that happened at Memorial Hospital. Mom was NEVER around anyone who had Covid symptoms, either then or at any time after she was around them!
- November 17-18, 2020: The idea had been for Mom to come home from Memorial Hospital and be rehabilitated by Amedisys Home Health Services, until the shocking Covid test result from the hospital enabled them to make her go to a special Covid wing at local nursing home NHC Fort Oglethorpe, where they just "happened" to have a bed come open in time. There she was taken and admitted, and I was not allowed to see her even with a mask on for the 12 days she remained there! They never gave Mom anything I brought from home to help with her care. On the rare occasions I was given an opportunity to talk to her on the phone, she was unable to talk and made whimpering noises like she was crying for help. The video you're about to watch shows what turned out to be the last words Mom and I would ever speak to one another, and I'm thankful they were "I love you's." All that went down after Mom was lucid with NO Covid symptoms at Memorial Hospital before she was taken in another ambulance to NHC! You see that in this video from November 17th...
- November 20, 2020: The second TennCare “fair hearing” took place, with the result being another delay, with the judge’s final order to be issued by December 7th.
- November 29, 2020: The nurse on duty with Mom at NHC Fort Oglethorpe texted me the first picture of her I saw in 11 days as a breathing corpse with her mouth fused wide open and blackened teeth. He was telling me her time was about gone. I was HORRIFIED and ordered NHC to send Mom home to die. They had told me she was improving at first before doing a 180 saying Mom took a sharp turn for the worse, and then this! FOUL!
- November 30, 2020: Mom comes home in an ambulance to die. She spent the night of December 1-2 screaming in pain as if someone was beating her. Hospice nurses came on the 2nd to bathe her, put on the goldenrod colored gown I wanted for her burial, and prepared me and the caregiver for her final hours and what to expect.
- December 3, 2020: Mom passes away at approximately 2:30 AM, one day before what would have been my dad's 93rd birthday. Dad was younger than Mom. He got his wife of 56 years back at a very dear price.
- December 7, 2020: Judge Patrick Ren issued an order for 20 days of benefits to be paid AFTER Mom had been dead for 4 days. I never understood that, nor have I ever received a dime of that promised compensation! They also made another even more ridiculous allegation to avoid giving me any compensation for the lost time we SHOULD have received benefits and/or care. They STUPIDLY claimed that no PAE form was submitted with Mom's original application, when in fact it was, and an application cannot be submitted at all without one! Two weeks after Mom submitted her application for benefits on May 20, 2020, her PAE was ACCEPTED and APPROVED, as you see right here...
That was contrived in order for TennCare to deny us any back pay to the date of application! I emailed the above document to the judge that easily proved that allegation false to the satisfaction of the judge and all parties on the phone representing TennCare. But it turned out to be in vain, as I never received a dime of compensation for the care Mom SHOULD have gotten 5 months earlier to save her life AND our finances, much less the PAIN AND SUFFERING AND MENTAL ANGUISH AND BANKRUPTCY that has resulted from it and continues to this day!
After Mom's death and burial on December 10th, I was left in shock, ruin, severe pain, and ALONE to fend for myself after Mom died and was buried. Even Chattanooga Funeral Home got in on the demolition of our lives, botching Mom’s body prep and failing to get her the one red rose she wanted at her burial. I MADE them get the proper rose before the burial took place. They also tried to con me into spending $700 on a vault, when the burial had been PREPAID in 2017! I refused. They furnished the vault at their expense anyway. Uh huh.
- December 10, 2020: Mom was laid to rest at Brainerd United Methodist Church cemetery. Her troubles were at last over, but mine were anything BUT over.
Suffice it to say the time I have spent at my home since Mom’s death and our loss of more than everything has been HELL ON EARTH! I have been used, abused, and falsely accused of things I would never do, betrayed and neglected by some supposed friends and relatives, ripped off, stood up, and further defrauded by state and federal government agencies. Too much to tell there. And while I have many times sought safe shelter to get away from my home that had become a toxic, bug-ridden health hazard due to my inability to keep it as clean and straight as I would like, I was turned away by many people and organizations that included the Methodist church I grew up in and that my parents supported for decades!
So after making a valiant effort to rebuild my life from the physical, financial, and emotional rubble, I realize the world is too morally and mentally corrupt to allow me a fair chance. Thus I now reach out to the Christian community for real help. Prayers, visitors, help at my home, and any donations you find in your heart and within you're means are much appreciated!
To round out the rest of the story, here is a timeline of events subsequent to my mother's death...
- December 18, 2020: At the encouragement of a friend at that time, I reluctantly applied for Social Security Disability benefits, as I never thought I would do after the debacle from 1987 - 1990. I knew I was in for more stress, runaround, and time lost by applying, if I even got approved at all.
- January 2021: Having only about $9,000 left to my name and six figures of debt hanging over me from credit cards and the reverse mortgage I could not inherit as not yet having turned age 62 at the time, I began trying to sell my longtime family home to be able to pay off the debt and have a modest nest egg remaining from which I could live for a time and try to rebuild.
- February 2021: I realized the TennCare fiasco was an endless and fruitless series of hearings and appeals and walked away from it in disgust!
- July 7, 2021: I sold what had been our family home since 1960 to a local businessman I had casually known for close to 40 years at a bargain price of $150,000 when it was worth $190,000. I agreed to live here as a tenant and had the first year’s rent taken out of the sales proceeds up front with a two-year lease. The house has since soared in value to about $260,000, and I could have used that equity windfall!
- November 3, 2021: I was approved for Disability benefits and also given Medicaid health insurance.
- February 1, 2022: I was given a lump sum of $4,764 from my Disability application ONLY covering from the date of application through December 2021 and received NOTHING in the way of ongoing support from Social Security afterward until I later got issued some truncated benefits on December 22, 2023! (See later) They claimed my house sale in 2021 gave me a gain, and based upon that, no benefits were issued to me in 2022. However, I had no income or gain in 2023 and now have had about $20,000 in debt and less than the maximum $2,000 to my name. That $2,000 maximum net worth (including my burial plot valued by Social Security at $300) is RIDICULOUS, as I cannot let my liquid assets exceed $1,700 by one penny at any time, lest I lose my benefits entirely and would have to reapply from scratch! That limit was set in 1989, and if it were adjusted for inflation, it would and SHOULD be around $10,000 today! How is ANYONE who's truly disabled and that close to broke supposed to survive the months to years it takes for a benefits application to get processed, even if the benefits are ultimately awarded?!!?? And then HOW pray tell could they take it all away if a person's bank balance added to the value of any property owned creeps above $2,000??? Think about it! Write your US representatives and tell them that stinks! It could affect you or a loved one someday.
- May 7, 2022: I applied for the THDA (Tennessee Housing Development Agency) Covid-19 rent relief program basis Mom’s death from Covid. I was promised the next 18 months of rent assistance and ultimately given only 8 months of help, which I could not have foreseen or planned for; then the program went belly-up. My money was running out and debt was adding up, as I was forced to pay my rent out of pocket that has put me into a state of bankruptcy and danger of homelessness with no local family and no reasonable place to go where I would be given a haven and the care I need. I feel like a Vietnam veteran who did what he had to do, maybe got wounded and/or traumatized, then got shafted by his country and countrymen!
- July 19, 2023: I applied once again for Disability backpay and ongoing benefits. I was told it would be 8-9 months until I got a decision. I said I do not have that much time. I solicited help from my US Senator Marsha Blackburn and Tennessee Governor Bill Lee, who escalated my case to “dire need.” I also solicited help from my State Representative Esther Helton-Haynes for what Tennessee government agencies did to ruin the lives of two lifelong peaceful, law-abiding, taxpaying Tennesseans in myself and my mother. Despite a personal meeting with TennCare officials on my behalf, Esther could get nowhere with them. Then they added insult to injury by offering a list of resources (useless runaround) to call. That’s like shooting someone and offering their family a ride to the funeral home! I later tried to negotiate a settlement with TennCare, and I was arrogantly told they had reviewed my complaints and denied any wrongdoing! Yeah, uh huh, right. I'm so sure! Just HOW FREAKING DEEP does this corrupt indifference go??!??
- December 22, 2023: I was finally awarded SSI Disability benefits by the Social Security Administration! BUT...they penalized me 55% of the monthly amount I should receive because my aunt (Mom's sister mentioned above) has been helping me get by temporarily with $1,000/month until this decision came to pass. AND they shorted me a month on back pay. AND they sent them to a representative payee SETHRA against my will and of their own design. AND I have been unable to contact SETHRA, despite leaving 5 messages about how to get my awarded money and/or have it apportioned to my living expenses. AND I now have to get a doctor to authorize me to get MY Disability money that was awarded. AND the Disability attorneys I have asked for representation in this matter told me it was out of their scope of practice at that point and that it was between me (David the innocent law-abiding taxpayer) and Social Security (Goliath the narcissistic unruly government). And here it is the middle of February 2024, and I don't have a dime after all that and expecting MUCH more than I got. I was directly accused by two different RUDE Social Security employees of having "people" paying my rent and living expenses, and that I would have to show them I was paying it myself before they would grant me the maximum benefits of $942/month. How pray-tell was I supposed to pay that myself? With my good looks??
Today I am in excruciating pain, unable to manage at home anymore, unable to get help or care of any kind, burning, stinging, aching, beyond exhausted, and downright scared with no family, no helpful friends, no help from my church or its members, few friends left after all but two have changed and deserted me, and hoping/praying to God that someone will step up or Jesus comes to rapture me home in time to avoid a tragic ending to my life.
After seeing my story and plight, any help in your heart and within your means would be tremendously appreciated. I have been a Christian virtually all my life of nearly 65 years and an eschatologist since 1974 when I was a high school sophomore. I hereby reach out to my Christian brothers and sisters for 1st Century Christian type support in a “barn-raising” spirit that will pay dividends to the donors at the judgment seat of Christ.
I could ask those who have turned me away in my time of need, has any of you read Matthew 25:31-46 and James 1:22-27 lately? People HAVE hated and betrayed one another (Matthew 24:10), the love of many HAS gone cold (Matthew 24:12), and I have seen numerous examples of 2 Timothy 3:1-5 fulfilled.
Consider all those fulfilled Scriptures, the story you just read, and the general moral and mental degradation of society over the past 7 years in addition to al the earthquakes, fires, floods, bizarre sightings, digital money on the way, chips being placed IN people's right hands and foreheads, the signs in the heavens, and recently fulfilled Bible prophecy such as the Olivet Discourse you can read in Matthew 24, Mark 13, and Luke 21, along with the conditions we live in today that may indicate the end of this wicked age and Jesus' long-awaited return is at our doorstep and coming to a theatre near you! A word to the wise is to check out YouTube channels named Global Rapture Watchers, Supernatural By Design, Dr Barry Awe, and Blue Heaven 1111 to look further into what's happening while most are too busy to look, even if they care about going to Heaven alive at all, just as it was in the time of Noah! Selah
There's one thing of which we can all be sure. That is when given an opportunity to help someone in need, people will always do whatever is in their hearts! Please help me as you have means and willingness with whatever is in YOUR heart.
With thanks from the bottom of MY heart and on behalf of my late family,
Matt, Ziggy, Slim, & Juanita Thomas (photo made December 25, 1987)
625 Marlboro Avenue
East Ridge, TN 37412
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Matt Thomas
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Chattanooga, TN