Medical Supply

Heavy Fed asked:


My name is Charles Gilliam AKA Heavy Fed, the founder of Heavy’s HEART(Human Earth Animal Rescue Team) in La Porte, Texas.

After fighting a battle with the Port of Houston and winning my property back after they obtained a fraudulent title and bulldozed everything I had, I found myself under attack by the City of La Porte, and after defeating their attempt to get me off of my own property, I now have found myself under attack from the Post Office after someone from the City told them that I did not own the property I was living on, that I was just a squatter.

The Post Office had been delivering my mail to my mailbox until they were told that.

They stopped delivering… and after a week I missed my mail so I went down to ask why it was stopped.

They delivery supervisor there told me that they had been told the property did not belong to me by the City… and that I needed to prove it did before they would resume delivery.

I returned the next day with a tax bill in my deceased grandmothers name show that the property did in fact belong to her… and I also showed them documentation that I was the Executor of her estate and that I had not yet changed the property into my name as a tactic to keep the City from taking property that belonged to me away from me… that they could not take away what does not belong to me.

The delivery supervisor seemed satisfied with documentation and made copies and I left… thinking my mail would resume.

After another week of not receiving any mail… I again returned to the Post Office and again asked why my mail was not being delivered.

The delivery supervisor told me that because my mailbox was not in the ground that they would not deliver my mail.

I had purposely kept my mailbox move-able because of all of the construction and destruction going on around me… I wanted to be able to move it if I needed to do so.

I went home about poured about four sacks of concrete around my mailbox, securing it to the ground solidly and returned to the Post Office the very next day and told them I had done so.

After about another week of waiting for my mail and not seeing any… I returned once again to the Post Office and this time was told by the delivery supervisor that according to Postal Regulations they could not deliver mail to a residence that did not have any utilities going to it… that they needed to see something like an electric or water bill before they would resume delivery.

I was pissed… I had been jumping through hoops for the for several months by then… so I requested to see the Postmaster who reaffirmed what the delivery supervisor had said.

I left angry.

I returned about a week later and filed a change of address requesting that my mail be delivered to a friends address just a few blocks away from mine.

This I thought would solve the problem.

All of this time… the Post Office had been returning my mail marking it, EMPTY LOT.

I am a disabled activist with diabetes… they had been returning my mail from Social Security, my food stamps cards and most importantly my glucose meter and diabetic supplies.

I had no way of testing my blood sugar and as a result could not take my insulin.

I called the company that had been trying to get my supplies to me in vain for several months now and told them what was going on and that I THOUGHT I had it all straightened out now and asked them to resend it.

I figured it would take a while to get forwarded so I waited about a month… in the meantime I also called Health and Human Services and told them what had happened and asked them to resend my food stamp card they had been trying to get to me.

After about a month of not receiving either… called Health and Human Services to ask what had happened… they said the new card they sent out was returned because the Post Office would not forward a food stamp card.

The man at Health and Human services asked if I could cancel my forwarding and arrange to pick up my mail at the Post Office and I told him I thought I could. He said he would put another card in the mail for me right away.

So… once more I returned to the Post Office and told them I wanted to cancel my forwarding and just pick up mail addressed to my address over the counter.

The delivery supervisor told me that I could not pick up my mail that way… that they were not going to have the workers there wasting their time going back and looking for my mail.

So… now here I sit… after five months of jumping through hoops and fighting with the Post Office… I now have about six months worth of food stamps just sitting in my account with no way to access it!

I am also still without my glucose meter and diabetic supplies… and I am suffering for it.

My legs are covered in sores because my blood sugar is so out of whack… and I don’t have enough money to eat right.

I have been feeling so bad lately than I have not been doing my volunteer wo