I Love Medical Freedom

Today I received this text from Telemed: "Due to overwhelming demand and long wait times, your consultation was canceled and payment authorization voided. To rebook, please log back in and complete form." I am SO thankful that we really don't need the appointment now. We already had the ivermectin and HCQ on hand. I feel for those who didn't have it to start early treatment with.  And I am praying for the frontline doctors who are trying to serve the entire nation in the face of government obstruction.  In this video interview, one of the panelists concludes that the only countries still struggling with COVID are the wealthy, Westernized nations! The rest of the world has taken their ivermectin and ended the pandemic. What's the difference? Money.  https://www.covidcon21.com/index.php/natural-prevention-early-treatment/

Mom went fever-free for two days, on days 13 and 14, and came into the big house to join the land of the living. Her strength is returning; yesterday she scrubbed out the bird bath! 😁 Today she ate her liver and onions for breakfast, but was soon nauseated and ready for bed again. Maybe it was just too much, too soon. Will keep you posted. 

 Yesterday, it was the Lord's Day, and I was feeling the need for a break, but there was no time for that. For breakfast, Mom filled up on all the leftover smoothies and orange juice and supplement gummies I had bought in place of her pills, which were getting tiresome for her. (They are laden with sugar, but do go down more easily.)  In the afternoon, I asked her if she wanted to eat anything, and she said, "Well, if it's roast beef..." What a surprise! She wanted solids! So I cooked up steak, and we joined her outside for a mid-afternoon feast. She ate every bit of it! Her corrupted sense of smell had returned to normalcy.  By evening she crossed another milestone--24 hours with no fever. Praise God! She is still very weak, and tired of being so. She spent the afternoon writing checks and ordering two wigs and accessories. She needed some entertainment, I guess. She has one wig already, which she thinks isn't the right color, but I think it's a good match. O

 After my post Thursday, Mom's emotional state crashed. She has never experienced this before in her life as she has always been very optimistic, usually denying or minimizing any pain or health problems. At around 4pm she was clearly in a distressed state of mind, and I said to her, "I'm supposed to go to [a church ministry for children I'm involved in.] It was the first meeting of the year, and I was scheduled to lead in worship and teaching scripture in song with my husband. Mom's response was, "Well then, go ." and she wanted to sleep. So I went. But she didn't remember that conversation. A couple hours later while at church, I got this text from her: I think I need to go to the hospital. Since I wasn't there to assess her vitals, I texted back, Okay, call 911 and I'll be there asap. Then she texted back, Who is this?  Oh, boy, I thought, she's getting confused. It turned out she had been on the phone or texting her nephew and my son

 Mom is really weak. Her fever is stuck around 99.5--not bad, but not improving either. Her wet cough, loss of taste, and low-grade fever are what remain, and the fatigue. She didn't bother to shower and dress today, as she has the last three days, to conserve her energy. I'm down to my last two HCQs, my ivermectin was gone long ago, and I'm waiting to hear from a telemed doctor to know what to do next, whether we continue on either med or just work on boosting her energy.  She was yearning protein shakes today, so I mixed up one with cocoa powder, protein powder, eggs, yogurt, and milk, which she drank with pleasure. I am considering picking up some Floradix, which has iron and B complex in liquid form. She is declining the morning liver and onions that we have been eating for breakfast for some time. Even her favorite cheese doesn't appeal to her right now.  Her friends who've had COVID tell her the fatigue lasts a long time. We may just need to be patient.

Mom is improving by degrees--in temperature, oxygen sat levels, and symptoms. The headache has been gone for two days, and the fever has stayed in the 99-degree range for nearly that long. Her oxygen sat was 100% this morning! Whoohoo! She is still taking HCQ and Zithromax.  It has been one week since she first exhibited symptoms. We're knocking it out of the park! This week our local paper ran another sad front-page article about a local school-bus driver who looked like Santa Claus. He had died of COVID, and the paper again took advantage of the situation to push the vax. The sub-heading emphasized a quote from his relatives, that "He should have been vaccinated." He was about to get vaxxed when he became sick and died. How heart-breaking. Seriously.  What's heart-breaking is that the bus driver, who was never married and in his 60s, was clearly obese. It might have helped if the journalist had asked these questions of the relatives: Did he have diabetes or underlyi

 After posting yesterday, I checked on Mom in her guest house. She was listless again, asking for pain relievers, and had a fever. By evening it was higher than ever at 101.7. I found out she had taken a Naprosyn the day before, which changed the game. Naprosyn lasts around 12 hours, and as an NSAID was suppressing her fever. So now she will let me know when she takes it, so I won't assume her temp is good. Otherwise she has been very cooperative. Her oxygen sats stayed around 94% at bedtime, and this morning they were at 98%. She got up before 7am, took a shower and dressed on her own, ate breakfast--and quickly tuckered out, ready for bed again by 8:30am. At noon and 3pm I checked on her again; the fever is gradually climbing, up to 99.7 degrees at 3pm. Her sats were down to 92%, so I had her breathe deeply until they went up to 97%. Her window is open by her bed, to keep good fresh air circulating in her little house. It's been raining and the air is fresh. At around noon sh

  This shocked me to the core. My 91yo mother had been fully vaccinated five months previously with the Moderna COVID vaccine. She wasn't supposed to get COVID, right? Now we know otherwise. But I will not wax cynical here--I will just give the facts. It was I who got sick first, eleven days ago. (I am 63 and have chronic fatigue/immune issues, so have chosen not to have the vaccine.) I had gone to church alone--my family was on a jet boat trip--and I worshipped next to a friend who asked to sit with me. We were in close proximity with each other for nearly an hour, talking. I found out later that she had been fully vaccinated.   That was Sunday, September 5, the day before Labor Day. That afternoon our extended family (16 people) gathered for a meal, which Mom and I hosted. On Monday morning I felt nauseated. I walked outside briefly in the fresh air and it subsided, but by the afternoon it returned, along with general malaise, followed by a splitting headache, followed by fever o