Some Anecdotal Evidence From A Health Care Professional

I am on a Facebook group for Australian Focus Group for adverse reactions to the MRNA Covid19 Vaccine.

In response to a question aboout the flu shot from a person who posted about her 89 year old mum who dropped dead within a week of the flu shot, Rae posted:

For what it’s worth – our friend Amanda used to be a nurse in the ADF (Australian Army). She’s originally from Canada. In 2005, she saw a huge number of ADF personnel “crash” after having their annual flu shot. She researched the batch, and told her brother back in Canada to not have that year’s flu-shot, he ignored her, had his shot that year, almost died.

I have worked in State Govt (Australia) since 2001, where flu vaccines were “pushed” every year. I hate needles, so I always said “no thanks” to the flu shot being offered. But being curious, I kept track of those who had the shot, and those who didn’t, and then who got sick, and who didn’t. I did this until I stopped working for State Govt in 2014 – THAT’S 13 YEARS of “anecdotal” tracking.

Every year, 50% of those who got the flu shot, still got the flu bad enough to be off work for a few days. 50% of those who didn’t get the flu shot, got the flu bad enough to be off work for a few days. My observations for 13 years were that no matter whether you got the annual Flu-shot, or not – you had a 50/50 chance of getting the flu bad enough to have some time off work.

I did notice that flu-shot, or no flu-shot, people who did not take responsibility for their health, by eating well, exercising, practicing good hygiene when flu was going around, etc. got sick, whether they had the flu shot or not – their being sick seemed to me more down to how well they took care of their health during flu season, not whether they had a flu-shot. It seemed to me that it made no difference whether they got the flu-shot or not…… Those people who did look after their health, were less likely to get sick. This was of interest to me especially when I was rostering for a QHealth facility, where it was my job to call in Casual Staff to cover permanent staff who were sick during Flu season. That’s my 2 cents worth on Flu shots – I have never had one – N-E-V-E-R and will never have one, C19 or Influenza, NO JAB FOR ME. Based on my 13 years observing those who did and didn’t have a Flu-shot where I worked, the annual Flu-shots seemed to make little difference – overall – shot or no shot – all people in my workplace had a 50/50 chance of getting flu. Hating needles myself, I just kept my workspace clean, took vitamins, ate well, exercised, mega-dosed on Vitamin C when flu was going around, and never got sick. NO JAB FOR ME, EVER!

I thanked her for her input and she replied:

Thanks Tom, here’s some more interesting anecdotal information. In my last admin role in the Mental Health system, the nature of our office set-up meant that I could hear every word from the mouth of every drug-rep that got their foot in the door, to do a “Drug Lunch” [this is where the Pharma rep brings along Pizzas for a lunch-session on whatever anti-psychotic or mental health related drug they were trying to get our clinicians to request the Psychs to prescribe].

During that time, my own hubby was unfortunately prescribed some of the drugs I used to hear the Drug-Reps spruiking. It made me sick to hear these Reps assuring our clinicians of limited or “no side effects” of many of these drugs. One of which my own husband was trying to get off, because we had done our research and downloaded the 54 page Product Information Statements available from the Drug Manufacturer and found that all the wierd things that started happening to him after starting on these “medications” were actually listed as side effects within these 54 pages, and one of the side-effects was DEATH.

That was the beginning of the end of us trusting anything our GP or a drug company rep said, and it was also the point at which I realised I could no longer work in the Mental “Health” system – me doing a good job, just enabled the system to do a good job of making the client’s lives worse.

One of the standardly prescribed anti-psychotic drugs has a side effect of Osteoporosis. This was something my husband began to experience a year into his journey with that particular drug, and the reason we started our own research.

At the same time, we had a young patient on the same meds, who kept breaking one of his ankles, eventually he had to have the damaged section removed because it just kept breaking. The clinicians eventually realised he had osteoporosis and couldn’t understand why, given his age and lifestyle. After doing all the research (me just a “dumb ol’ Admin person”) I tried to tell the Doctor it was probably a side effect of the meds he was on.

They wouldn’t believe me of course, I am not a clinician. I told them to look it up themselves and check the side effects of his meds.

The Medical system is training doctors to treat everything with “Medicine”, not diet, not exercise, drugs is all they have… …so don’t be too hard on all the doctors and nurses telling people they should “trust the science” and have the “vaccine” they are being told it’s a “vaccine”, and in their minds, they understand how vaccines work, so why wouldn’t these mRNA “vaccines” be as safe and effective as a traditional vaccine? They are not being told about side effects, and most of them don’t have time to research this themselves, until something bad happens to them. Those who do know, are being threatened if they go public. Cheers, Rae

Eric Clapton after COVID vaccination: ‘I should never have gone near the needle’

Syringe On Guitar

If you place your trust in government and big pHarma you are going to be disappointed, maimed or killed. It is that simple. It is that blunt. It is that definite.
 
That is my reality. If that is not real to you, do more homework until it is.
 
I am not telling you what to think or believe, I am encouraging you to look for yourself. Something those who wish to control you with lies and fear are working very hard to prevent you from doing.

https://www.americasfrontlinedoctors.org/frontline-news/eric-clapton-after-covid-vaccination-i-should-never-have-gone-near-the-needle?s=07

 

James Campbell Reports

James Campbell Reports

As has been said before this is a strain of the flu. This decision by the Prime minister is ludicrous tyranny for the flu! Nothing less. He is a traitor to the people he is supposed to lead. Blind Freddy could do a cost benefit analysis that would result in us opening the borders instantly! Many experts have stated exactly that. The emotional, financial and societal cost of the lockdowns is catastrophic.

You can tell an unduly influenced decision maker or lunatic by the fact that their decisions are non-scientific and destructive, all in the name of helping. Helping us all to an early death.

Be Kind

Old Holding Young Hand

The other day, I was out grocery shopping at my local supermarket around 6:30 pm when an older man turned a corner into the pasta aisle and put his hands on my shoulder. I jumped up. My first instinct was to get angry and ask him to please not touch me. Then I noticed something. The man was crying. He looked distraught and confused.

Suddenly, he asked, ‘Do you know where my wife is? I’ve been looking for her.’ I told him I didn’t know and suggested maybe he ask the store front for help finding her. I was thinking maybe he lost her in the aisles. Hasn’t everyone lost someone this way? I was wrong.

He proceeded to ask, ‘Where is my wife? She was right here.’ Tears welled up in his eyes. I told him once again that I was not sure and gestured to walk with him to the customer service counter where they could use the overhead speaker service to make an announcement for her. He obliged.

There, the woman asked for a name. He looked to me in confusion, as if I had the answer for him. The woman half rolled her eyes and turned to me. ‘Miss. Do you have THE NAME?’ I explained he was a stranger and I had no other information than she did. ‘Is this a joke?’ she asked. By then, it became really clear to me that this man was very confused. Not just regular confused, but Alzheimer’s confused. Having had a grandpa with this condition, I knew it all too well.

I took him to the food court and we sat down. He was now shaking and crying softly. ‘Where is my love?’ I held his hands and I asked him if he had a cell phone. My heart was breaking for him. He said he wasn’t sure, so I asked if I could search his pockets. He obliged. I was careful. In it, I found a small flippy phone. I searched through his contacts and found one that read ‘Daughter Krissy.’ I immediately called her. She answered in seconds.

Hello?’ she said, her voice already sounding frantic. I explained that I was with an older man who I assumed was her father. That we were at the supermarket on Lane St and he was very distraught and upset.

‘On my way,’ she said. ‘can you make sure he doesn’t wander off?’ She continued, ‘Thank you, thank you. I’m coming.’

For 20-something minutes, I sat with a crying stranger. I held his hands. I wiped his tears. When he shivered, I layed my jacket down in his lap. I gave him answers he needed to hear in the moment. I kept him from trailing off. Because that’s the least I could have done.

Suddenly, in walks this tall young woman who looked about 28 or 29. Long black hair and green eyes. We locked eyes and she came rushing over. ‘Thank you. THANK YOU,’ she said. ‘I had to leave for just an hour, and this happens. I knew I shouldn’t have left him. I’m SO sorry.’ She explained that he sometimes runs off and looks for his wife. That he lost her 13 years ago, but he never stops trying.

She proceeded to help him out of his chair and thanked me once again. On their way out, I heard him say once more, ‘Where is my wife?’ My heart hurt, but I was so happy to see him with his family again. I share this not only because this man touched my heart, but to say this:

The majority of this world are strangers to you. I know that. But never forget that we all share this world together, and in it we can share kindness. That is the only thing that can keep us going. If you see something, do something. You never know how big your impact can be on someone else’s life.

I don’t care that the shopping cart I accidentally left in the pasta aisle during the frenzy of this situation was unloaded and put away. That I had to re-find everything. I don’t care that I ate dinner a little later that night. That I went home and cried my eyes out in the kitchen for this sweet, poor man. Kindness costs nothing. ~ Kelsey Rae

Nobody Listens – Not So Fast!

Saw this meme from a friend on Facebook who does a lot of spreading truth and dispelling lies.

Nobody Listens

I replied:

1. Do not underestimate the power of your communication. Just as it takes a long time for a drip to make a hole in a rock it can take a lot of truth to wear down the horrendously large quantity of false data with which most people are daily bombarded from birth till now. I (rarely) watch a few ads on TV as I am passing through the lounge and when you know the truth you can spot the false data as a continual barrage assaulting the sensibilities. My heart goes out to those poor souls trying their best to survive in what the media paints as an increasingly hostile environment when in truth it is 75% inhabited by people of good intent. Only 25% are destructively insane.

2. If that’s all you do you are at least supporting the remnant, and that confirmation can be sanity saving in and of itself,. I can’t tell you the number of people who have flicked me a quick line via Messenger or email to tell me how much they appreciate the flow of data I put out, and I am sure they represent but a small handful of those who benefit.

So take heart my fellow truth spreaders and poor the coals on, keep the peddle to the metal and let’s take this mudball back from the power elite!

If you need a pick me up, Appealing to the Remnant Rather Than The Masses is a resoundingly good listen for those who are aware and who despair of the masses.

https://mises.org/library/isaiahs-job-0

P.S. Thanks! Love you right back and hugely appreciate your shoulder to the wheel! Much more than you will probably ever know!

Stay Strong

Stay Strong

Truth is, you cannot be anything other than impervious and indestructible (as a being), unless you agree otherwise. So stop being so damned agreeable that you can be hurt!

I know it’s unpalatable for me to spoil a game, if the game you’re playing is “I’m a victim! He hurt me!”. Just recognise that it is a game. After all, as the great bard said, “All the world’s a stage. And all the men and women merely players.”