About My Life Story…

Aaron Michael Scherer - DaGameBawss

What happened to me?

When I was 2 years old, I had meningitis.  I was then hospitalized at the U of M (in MN state) with an extremely high fever that did cause me to have seizure activity. When I was 3 years old, I visually witnessed my sister’s death. I was then forecfully taken away from my parents.

What happened to my parents?

My dad died in July of 2013 from cancer. My mom died in January of 2014 from multiple physical complications.

My mom was incorrectly thought to have schizophrenia at the time of my sister’s death…

It wasn’t until my mom’s death in 2016, (after my dad’s death and after I had met my paternal aunt and grandpa in Sheboygan), that my aunt shared with me some documented records that my dad had kept on me while he anticipated that someday we would be back together.  It was in those documented records that I had found clinical records. They were records from an assessment that my mom had at the St. Peter hospital in New Ulm before I was 10 years of age.  The assessment had ruled out Schizophrenia in favor of a diagnosis of Post-Partum Depression at the time of my sister’s death.  This would all make sense.  My mom was a single mother of me, (at an age of 46 months), and also my sister, (at an age of 11 months), who had recently moved into a new city.  During this period of time, Post-Partum Depression was not well understood.  This is important information, not only to better understand my mom, but to also understand that during those earlier years, where people believed my mom had Schizophrenia, and treated her as such, but they also treated me as though I had it.

This began a 25-year-long run of being switched around from one placement to another…

I was sent through 20+more foster homes and group homes between/through the ages of 7 years old and 21 years old. I first lived with a family member until the age of 7 years old. Then, I was placed into an institution for children where I was not allowed to see or visit my family (or talk about my sister’s death). Then, I was placed into three or more foster homes per month, until I was 10 years old. Then, I was placed into a treatment foster home, until I removed myself from them at the age of 16 years old. Then, I admitted myself to the Willmar, MN hospital to receive a medical and mental health reassessment. Then, this abruptly started multiple group home placements, which included multiple different high schools that I was placed through.  In these multiple group home settings, I was mistreated and abused with medications, physical restraints, and I ended up mostly isolating myself into my own rooms of every group home.  In the multiple school settings, I was bullied, confused, and stressed out without any newly made friends.  I kept to myself. The ultimate abuse happened when I was moved into a new setting and into a new school one week before my graduation day. I attended a graduation in a new school, where nobody knew me, and I received my high school diploma from someone I did not know, and my name was misspelled on the diploma.  I was 18 years old at that time. The multiple group home settings and the multiple workshop locations continued until I was 27 years old, while having a corporate guardian. This began to change in 2011, while I was 27 years old, where I met up with a woman who knew me when I was between the ages of 4 and 7 years old, when I had lived with my uncle. Just by chance (or by divine intervention), a sheltered workshop had placed me to work group into her home where we were supposed to be mentored into developing with our own businesses. After a short period of time (even after 20 years) she recognized me from the earlier years, and she confirmed it, when she passed me a note with my uncle’s name on it, asking if I recognized the name. I acknowledged “Yes”.  One discussion led to another, and I asked her for guardianship information. She provided me with her guardianship information from a government website. After discussing this with her several times over during our lunch hours (which took over a couple of months), I asked her to become my legal guardian. After she agreed to this, we worked together on legal processes, and she was appointed my legal guardian on September 9th, 2011. We immediately worked to obtain all documentation of my scattered history. After we received the documentation and reviewed it, we changed all of the medical providers and all of the mental health providers because we wanted new assessments and also new services. Based on new assessments from the new medical team, new treatment plans were then put into place, which included a strategic medication reduction, removal from the current group home that I was in at that time, and removal from the sheltered work (job) settings, in order to work with the Department of Work Rehabilitation Services towards a goal of owning my own business and earning an advanced college degree. Human Services (from the county that I was living in), opposed these positive measures, and accused my legal guardian of being an unworthy legal guardian and installed their own chosen corporate guardian. They also forcefully pulled me back into the legal system, placed me back into a group home setting, added more medications, and brought back all negative old medical providers and mental health providers. I was not allowed to talk to the woman who I wanted to become my legal guardian or my uncle. The Human Services disgracefully un-did everything that was trying to be solved/fixed at this point. Thankfully, the woman and my uncle were persistent and they knew how to address this problem through the legal system, and the court restored the woman and my uncle as co-legal guardians. The woman and my uncle brought the Human Services to a court battle against six (6) lawyers, and they won. The opposition asked the court to prevent me from not testifying. When this did not work for them, they asked the court to “only” have me testify inside of the judge’s chambers with only a Human Services appointed attorney. Then, they requested me to only testify through video from a different room. The court denied all of their requests. I told the judge that I personally wanted to be on the stand. I was then allowed testify in the court session. Prior to the court session, I was drugged heavily with the drug lithium, to the point of overdose, (as confirmed in the medical records), and I was given a pre-written script (written by the Human Services chosen by a court-appointed attorney). While I was on the stand, (while I was being questioned by the attorney who had given me a script for me to be forced to read from), I instead turned to the Judge and asked if I could just say what I wanted to say. The judge turned away from his computer, set down his glasses, looked at me directly, and said, “of course”. I then told the judge that I wanted my legal guardianship to be from the woman who I had chosen originally in 2011. The judge ruled in favor of my request. The judge granted me my request and also added my uncle as a co-legal guardian.

What problems I can not currently solve…

Finding investors who will help me with a financial investment, so I can pay other professionals, manufacturers, and developers to build my 163 176 invention ideas.

Paying for patents, patent fees, graphic designers, website developers, electrical engineers, mechanical engineers, computer technicians, mobile app developers, video game developers, patent attorneys/lawyers, schematic drawings, blueprints, invention development, safety testing after my new product ideas (inventions) have been made into products, and manufacturing payments for the required pieces, parts, and materials of my new products (inventions).

What I enjoy doing currently in my everyday life…

Video gaming, coin collecting, invention idea creating, Texas Hold ’Em poker playing, and singing to music.

What I have to offer to investors and offer to the world, if I would ever receive an investment…

163 176 new product ideas (inventions), and a positive, ambitious, non-stop committed mindset - to succeed with future businesses and investors.

What I have for labels and disabilities…

Seizure disorder, seizure required medications, and driving incapability because of my past seizures and PTSD/Post Traumata Stress Disorder.

What seizure disorder I have for the qualification of a seizure disorder…

Frontal Lobe Epilepsy ICD 10 Code G40.802

Who I am planning to help in the future…

All lesser-fortunate people who need money/funding, including my friends, my family, and the people who have helped me during my lifetime.

Why I want to help others change their lives…

So, other people don’t have to go through the same hell that I’ve went through.

Why I am so ambitious, caring, respectful, appreciative, mature, responsible…

So, I can leave a positive impact and leave a positive impression for other people who should value positive feedback and change the world by seeing how reciprocation and care helps this world and helps the people in it.

My website…

I am the CEO creator and owner of Scherer Luck LLC. I created this website “Scherer Luck LLC” on my own, because I never have had enough money to pay for my own “website” developers to build it for me.