At 34, I’ve had a kidney transplant, have aortic regurgitation leading to an enlarged heart and arrhythmia, osteoporosis, arthritis, and more GI issues than I can count, on top of spinal fusion and severe pain from nerve damage in what was my “dialysis arm.”
I got the J&J, and guess what? I might have cancer now. Considering they can’t use contrast in my MRI’s to look at my numerous enlarged lymph nodes, the ENT said that based on my biopsy and MRI, it’s either a form of lymphoma or an extreme reaction to the vaccine, and just in case it’s a highly metastatic cancer, he doesn’t want to remove them. Apparently, disturbing the site too much can cause cell shedding and a rapid spread. He wants to wait on another MRI.
I should have never caved to my doctors. My husband is smart, and not going for vaccines. I got vaccinated after bowing to pressure, not because I wanted to or thought it would protect me, because it didn’t. I still got COVID and don’t bother with masks or any of that sh!t anymore, but I don’t know if my immunity is even slightly intact thanks to the vaccine and immunosuppression combined.
Being a Christian, I wouldn’t touch those shots for anything. I wouldn’t care if they really did work, or if there was a real pandemic. Just the idea aborted babies were involved makes my stomach turn.
“...I don’t know if my immunity is even slightly intact thanks to the vaccine and immunosuppression combined.”
Me neither. So far, so good.
Life is what it is, not what I wish it would be.