Thank you guys for explaining the difference, and so much for sharing your experiences! I am sooo glad I'd sent copies of my MRI scans to you when I did John! If I hadn't, I STILL might always wonder about the implants that I had either no memory of, or vague memories of (such as the one in my hand and the one in my toe), and I would never have known about ANY of the implants in my head!!!!
With the exception of a polite and telepathic Mantid being, I did not enjoy my encounters with the variety of aliens that I DO recall. Namely, the bastards with the black eyes who got their jollies by drugging me with a handful of various pills, keeping me in a small room, and expecting me sit in the chair all day (tricked into thinking they were medical professionals)! The pills didn't seem to do anything, and I suspected not so legit when they would get agitated when I got up from the chair to walk around, and didn't want to let me use the bathroom (but I snuck out to use it anyway). I had an appointment there for what I expected would be a simple treatment. by the time they were through with me, I was the only patient left . They kept me there from early in the morning until night. They were pure evil, and I was confused about what they were doing at the time. After about 20 hours in that small room with that chair (it was similar to a dentist chair), where the female assistant zapped my face with electrical impulses. Something surprised her that she said she had never seen happen before. The electricity backed up through that machine thing, and zapped her back. I'm to assume this may have been * nano tech* they weren't prepared for. Afterwards, the "Dr." had her escort me to his office. It was a large room, with no windows. Would have been empty if not for a desk in the middle of it. he had me stand across from him at the other side of the big room and perform a number of simple quick tests, such as focusing on his forehead, etc... I don't know what faction they were, or what species. They looked very human, except for their eyes that changed from appearing like ours to solid black. They were adult beings, average to tall height, and their station was a clinic that does not exist on this timeline (as I soon discovered). as soon as I was allowed to leave the building, the location was erased from the map, and the full page ad gone from the phone book. I'd driven around trying to find the place again, and there is no trace of it's existence. Ever since I have referred to them as "Fuckfaces". Nothing (and no one ) here is the way it was it before that day. Something like the Mandela effect on steroids. Thinking about the encounter pisses me off. Anyhow, I don't remember the Emerthers, and don't think they were the Zeta's either. the year was 2011.