Thomas Patton: Still the most horrific UT court officer

I won't post a lot. A lot has been said on this blog about how Mr.Patton single-handedly staged the kidnapping of my granddaughter Cadance Belle Barney and then his actions were pencil whipped by a judge that sent the cases right into State Appeals court, which is where it is now. It is awesome that my son Adam Mackley has been able to keep the cases afloat against all odds but daunting in that he still has no lawyer defending him. But he fights on until the last possible breath and I have his back 100%.

What this post is about is some pondering that I have been doing. Why is my Thomas Patton post my most heavily viewed post on my blog? Why is his name the most common search word for hits and why, mostly why, do I keep getting story after story how he's ruined family's lives by his nonsensical and cruel decisions? How is this man still allowed to oversee family law cases?

Take note Mr Patton: I miss all of my grandchildren who I see little of due to health but the ache that is caused from that beautiful little girl taken from her dad, her brother, her great aunt, her cousins, her great grandpa, will not heal until we get her back.

And that you are DAILY allowed to AGAIN and AGAIN wreak that brutal havoc on the lives of children is CRIMINAL.

And to all you judges and attorneys that participated in the extortion ring your actions are not only criminal but lazy AND abusive. Your ethics are atrocious.

For others facing Mr Patton or those who have please message me a gypsyabf @ gmail dot com

Maybe as a common voice our kids have a chance.

Btw it is possible to leave an anonymous comment on my blog and if you favorite me you'll get an update with new posts. I'm not a robo poster so you went get tons of notifications from me.

God/Spirit/Universe bless you all and an extra blessing to those stolen children and their grieving hearts and grieving parents.

#4Cadence #NavyVetDad @AdamMackleyUT #EqualParenting #CivilrightofUnmarriedmen #HoldingThomasPattomAccountable

#4Cadance THIS is what Thomas Patton, Judge Davis & Judge McDade stole from this little girl.

How To Make A Dolphin Jump Using Your Vagina

5/31/14 I woke up angry and resentful that I awoke in pain AGAIN. Nearly 20 years of this - some days I struggle to find a reason to get up but usually something very basic drives me from bed. I need to pee. I have to admit there have been days I have considered just peeing the bed but I'm not so far gone to think through the consequences of that. Sometimes I do wait too long to get up and that results in a change of clothes. There are times when I wake up with the urge a little late and the insipid pain from the exertion of lying down to standing up results in a stress relief loss of urine (that's the medical term for it). During these last two years of major injuries and surgeries I have come to almost expect this to happen and when it doesn't I do kind of a pee pee happy dance in my head.

TMI Warning: Gross old lady info to follow-
Last year I underwent testing for pelvic floor prolapse. For those who don't know it is common for women who have previously given birth who are in or beyond menopause to start having stuff in our abdomens start trying to fall out. Bladder prolapse, uterine prolapse, rectal prolapse or if they are all trying to fall out at the same time they call it pelvic floor prolapse.

The reason this happens is that without estrogen our tissues and tendons thin out and become weaker. The stresses of previous pregnancies are then pronounced. And stuff tries to fall out. This can result in pain during sex, difficulty urinating or completely emptying the bladder and difficulty in bearing down during bowel movements. Or so I read.

Luckily for me I hadn't prolapsed but my bladder is oddly shaped and I have an old tear on my rectum muscle. I didn't know this - and I blame my high school Physiology teach Mr. Jaggi for this (what an opportunity lost to make a whole generation of Lyman, WY students giggle, cringe and squirm more than you did) - there is a large and substantial muscle surrounding the length of the rectum. Mine is about 2 inches wide all the way around and up and down, except for that tear which is a blank and missing section on the left side near the top about the size of my thumb.

It's a very old injury so the doctor didn't think repairing at this point would help much but seeing it there it made a lot of my lower back problems make sense and 'esplained' some things I'd been wondering about. Out loud at times to doctors but always dismissed. I had noticed a pattern of exacerbated pain about 12 hours prior to needing to poo. If I was trying to do something physical during that time it would result in a major event of pain and recovery. If not the pain would scream in and then leave a little later. It would be gone by the time the need to poo came so it was sort of a vague observation and connection.

So since I wasn't prolapsing but had the obvious weakness from the tear I began vajajay training. Funny thing too because I had always secretly taken great pride in how well trained and worked out my vajajay was but there I was with electrodes up in there with me trying to make the dolphin on the computer screen jump out of the water.

I have to admit that was one lazy ass, limp dolphin with my vajajay in the driver's seat. I live in Florida right now and I see dolphins a lot and my computer screen dolphin would not even be ALLOWED amongst those dolphins except maybe as one to laugh at.




I went through the whole training and never made him?/her? jump. It would just barely surface so at least it got to breathe. I left after six weeks feeling let down by my vajajay's lackluster show and then for the next six weeks angry because things seemed to be WORSE than before vajajay training. I even called and complained about this (ya wouldn't you have loved to be listening to THAT conversation?) and the vajajay training tech assured me that was common while my body figured out what to do with all the newly sparked nerve signal pathways. Because, oh yes! I remembered the doctor had told me my success/failure would depend on how and if nerve signaling could be improved.

And then!!! Six weeks later everything clicked and started working together and better. I even went so far as to take my pee pee happy dance verbal by commenting about it to my husband and my sister
 and maybe some other people who REALLY could have done without hearing about it EVER.

Kind of like you right now. Reaching the end of this post and thinking, asking, beseeching - did I REALLY need to know all of that?

And in the words of my daughter Kaycee Lalalalala STOP!! Lalalalala.

Peace be with you and all that jazz!!

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