Thanks for the suggestion. I suspect it's quite a tall order before she goes along with 1) investing the money to buy such a thing, and 2) trying it. However, if her health keeps plummeting, she might be open to whatever helps. Years ago, she was a bit annoyed that I invested several hundred euros on a FIR blanket but nowadays she uses it gladly every now and then.
I know someone who was rarely open to "new" things, but in the end this person became more assiduous in their practice than I was.
I am agree with Wknight, knowing that the injection does not only cause respiratory side effects, but also and especially on the blood level.
And the hyperbaric chamber can be useful for you and your children.
And in the current context, this is even more valid, "prevention is better than cure".
Here, in this little village of Galicia, all the villagers have been injected 3 times, with a few rare exceptions who have for the moment stopped at two doses, two doses which all the kids have, making their parents proud.
All the injected people I know got Covid at least two times, the first around Christmas, and the second in the middle of this summer.
Since the beginning of this pandemic agenda, being non-injected, I had for the first time to do a salivary self-test (negative for me) not to be accused of having contaminated some of my relatives, who themselves isolated themselves for the Christmas holidays being positive, it was joyous!
At the beginning of the summer, after my acquaintances caught the Omicron, which turned into a "pandemic village" (I hadn't the authorization from the WHO to use this term) of self-testing, which had to be confirmed by a PCR test at the hospital or clinic.
I finally caught a severe flu from them too, where I was shivering with cold.
A close acquaintance had asked me why I didn't want to do a test, when a good few days ago she had done a test one in the morning, then another in the evening (wise advice from the pharmacy), both positive, that didn't stop her from coughing and sneezing right in front of me, then apologising and saying, "Oh, I forgot I have the Covid!"
I also had severe headaches, treated myself with ivermectin, quercetin, zinc, NAC, liposomal vitamin C and Vit D, and chicken broth. In two days I was back on my feet, but it seemed like ages, during this flu I lived like in a very short waking dream loop, the closest description would be to be woken up brutally, let's say every half hour, and to have to fold up your legs, then go back to sleep with a big tiredness from this effort, then again and again, as if all this was normal and had its logic, as a binary re/programming.
Then thinking I could go back to the sea to perfect my butterfly, I started coughing, and coughing well, it was my nightmare to go back to coughing like that, the last time it took me months to recover...
I found an old pine syrup, tasting like an even older chewing gum, and some glutathione, and thank you Saint George, in one week I came back, and I lost 4 kilos and with more hair, whereas I would like to be fat and bald
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In the village, there used to be a doctor, a nurse and a secretary, since the Covid crisis, there is only the nurse and the secretary left, who in the worst hours of the crisis, when people needed them most, did everything by phone.
Since then things have improved, even people who test positive could go for a consultation.
Then the news came that all the health centers in the villages were going to be closed down, for the moment there is an association that is trying to stop the process.
There were some people who, after the side effects of their second injection, swore that they would not have a third, and here the TV has gospel words, not only did they all, except for one old stubborn man, run to their booster, but they also brought their kids.
I saw with my own eyes a divorced father who refused to take his own son on his weekend tour, because the little one tested positive, but was running faster than me.
For some time now I have been hearing more and more ambulance sirens, here it is the seagulls that make the most noise.
Very often in the villages, it is in the cemetery that we find some living people that we thought were dead, there was a Saturday some time ago, three burials on the same day, three generations of age, vaccines save people, no vaccines do not kill people, until when?
You're unjabbed, you tore a calf muscle so clearly not because of a jab. He's jabbed, he tore a similar muscle, so can also happen regardless of the jab. Looking at it from a different angle... How can one tell apart the cause of a heart attack between 2 jabbed people if in one case it was going to happen regardless of the jab and in another, it happened because of the jab?
