“They have made my life a living hell!” (Ontario)
Sep 15, 2010
Editor: The following correspondence between WTS.com and this Canadian nurse, Norma Schmidt, is typical of emails we get from around the world. The correspondence is reprinted with Mrs. Schmidt’s permission.
I am an individual who is suffering the effects of living surrounded by 110 industrial wind turbines. They have made my life a living hell. I will not go into details here. I have done everything in my power to try to to get the company to listen to my complaints and help me, to no avail. As the 2 year mark is approaching I must pursue a legal action or accept these turbines. (After 2 years, if one does not take legal action, in Ontario, the law considers that one has accepted the turbines.) Unfortunately, my health will not allow me to stay in my home of more than 3 decades.
I will be attending the conference in Picton, Ontario, October 29-31, 2010. As you will be attending this conference, I was wondering if you would do a private consultation for me. I know I have Wind Turbine Syndrome. I have the symptoms. Your consultation would help me with my legal battle.
I am rather frail right now. I have to go to another house to sleep and gain weight. I have lost a total of 19 lbs. due to the nausea and vomiting from migraine. I feel so hopeless and helpless, with nowhere to turn most of the time. The stress this past year and 10 months has been enormous.
I would be most grateful if you would consider doing this either before, during or after the conference.
Thank you for your time and consideration,
Norma C. Schmidt RN BScN
P.S. I give your book to many people to educate them, particularly health care professionals.
Dear Ms. Schmidt,
Nina Pierpont would be honored to meet with you during the conference. She will be meeting privately with a number of WTS victims. You will be one of them.
One of the conference attendees will be a mad-as-hell lawyer from Peterborough, who plans, first, an injunction against the Province of Ontario, forbidding it to continue to build these health-busting machines, and he will follow that with a lawsuit against the province’s Green Energy Act. (He and his neighbors are facing what you have lived with for the past 2 years: wind turbines next door.)
Whether his injunction works, remains to be seen, of course. But he’s going to the conference to gain ammunition and knowledge. He will be representing his clients pro bono. Since he has committed himself to pro bono, Nina Pierpont has volunteered her services, likewise pro bono. You might be able to join this legal challenge. Though, I warn you, it’s success is a long shot.
I take this opportunity to express our sorrow and pain for what you have had to endure.
Blessings on you,
Calvin Luther Martin, PhD
Dear Dr. Martin,
It has taken me quite a few days to respond to you, as I was so overwhelmed by your most generous offer. You have no idea what this has done to my heart, my soul, and my faith in humanity (as it is so many days later since I received your email I thought I could write this without crying—but I guess it was not meant to be). You see my despair and sorrow are great.
I most humbly and gratefully accept your most kind and generous offer. I will forever be in Dr. Pierpont’s and your debt. You are forever in my prayers. And believe me, the honour is most definitely mine. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
I have never been able to count the turbines that surround my house as there are too many. I know there are 110 total. There is one 450 meters away from my home and then one just beyond that, maybe 550 meters. However, I found out yesterday that there are 6 turbines within one km. There are 14 turbines within 2 km, with 1 more just outside that mark.
Well, I am so looking forward to seeing you both. I wish it were under better circumstances.
Once again, thank you. These words do not express the extent of emotions or sentiment I would like to convey to you both. But, I am afraid the English language does not have words appropriate.
I wish you, Peace, Love, Joy and Health.
Yours humbly and forever grateful,
… my dear Ms. Schmidt, you are a nurse. Physicians (like Nina Pierpont) are angels. I admit that. But nurses—ah, nurses are archangels. Cherubim and Seraphim.
For this reason Nina is honored to meet with you. And she’s looking forward to it. (She even bought a new outfit for the occasion.)
Blessings on you, my dear,
Please call me Norma.
You are my Cherubim and Seraphim.
Nursing has brought me joy beyond compare. Every day I knew I made a difference. Oh, but what reward I received in return and, yes, sometimes heartache. But I knew at least I was able to ease suffering a little or give comfort or support, and I knew I made a difference.
I did not understand why it is so difficult for me to leave this home of mine until I had to go see a psychologist this summer, due to the stress and strain these turbines and the turbine company have caused me—until he explained it to me.
My husband and I have created a wonderful, healthy environment in which we raised 3 beautiful children. This home is more than bricks and mortar. These 13 acres were my safe haven from the storms of life, a place where I could come for sustenance and strength.
Now it is a place of pain and sorrow. A place of shattered dreams. We had an acre lot across the road from us, and one of our daughters was going to build a house there next year. The dream of grandchildren and family being close by—gone. All the work we have done here for over 3 decades—gone.
My mourning is so deep and profound, it is indescribable. I have lost my safe haven. I have strong ties to my church, my friends, and my career. The life that I made for myself these past 3 decades is being ripped apart. For what? So that a rich oil and gas company can put on their website that they are a zero footprint company and can make millions of dollars, at the expense of my health and the entire life I have built? It is absolutely ludicrous.
And yet it is happening. It is so surreal.
The psychologist wants me to set a date to move, telling me it’s not healthy to be at my home.
The specialists in the headache and pain clinic tell me to move—that one can’t fight big business and the government. My General Practitioner tells me to move.
The “logical nurse” in me tells me to move. I am feeling very frail right now. The headaches are horrendous, ear and head pressure is constant when the turbines are running, tinnitus is annoying, nausea, dizziness and lightheadedness are happening more frequently and so leading to accidents, and I am having intermittent episodes of hypertension. And yet I do not want to leave this home we have created. I do not know where to go.
I have absolutely no idea where to go. I am lost at sea and there is no safe harbor. But, my heart says, “No, stay and fight Goliath!”
To some this may sound melodramatic. But my home, my 13 acres in the peaceful countryside, is my safe harbor.
I have to tell you something and please convey it to Dr. Pierpont. While reading her book, I called out to my husband, “Ron she gets me! She really understands me!” You see, even up to that point (and I am 54 years old) I hadn’t thought about what she had articulated so well. She wrote (I paraphrase), “these types of people seek solitude and quiet places.” I was born and grew up in Dublin, Ireland. However, even as a child I asked my mother if I could go live with my aunt in the country. Isn’t that interesting? I love to visit museums and the theatre, nevertheless I always want to come back to my peace and quiet.
Dr. Pierpont truly hit the nail on the head for me.
But I digress.
You have nourished my soul. I am so looking forward to seeing my lights in the storm.