The awful truth is that the last place I want to be if I catch covid is the hospital. Their non-treatment treatments will surely kill me and I’m positive they’ll never administer HCQ, IV vitamin C, regeneron or anything that might work. They’ll stick me on a ventilator and tell me to get my affairs in order. I’m better off fending for myself.
The awful truth is that the last place I want to be if I catch covid is the hospital.
. . .
I’m better off fending for myself.
They’ll never administer (fill-in-the-blank with any of the useful things I keep on hand)... they’ll never offer the right nutritious foods, herbs or beverages... etc. etc. The stuff I saw going on in hospitals in my dad’s last few years was enough to make me swear them off for just about anything except traumatic injuries.
My elderly mother who I cared for for >10 years was hospitalized last month. Asperation pneumonia.
me: “Please don’t vaccinate her.”
MD: “Well we HAVE to give her a COVID test. She has pneumonia.”
me: “It’s raspberry pie.”
The test was negative for ‘rona. They wanted to check off the box, methinks.