posted on Feb, 28 2021 @ 06:44 AM
I hate masks. I have a horrible time trying to breathe in them and I despise the whole agenda behind them. Unfortunately, if I need to go to the
hospital or a doctor's appointment I have to wear one. No one is allowed in without one.
But I go to Walmart and other stores an average of probably at least once a day. My husband and I always joked that Walmart was our second home. He
didn't wear masks either. And we haven't worn them from the beginning.
Then, we both got sick about two and a half weeks ago. Our doctor said we should get tested for covid. We did, I was negative, he was positive. It
turned out that I had pneumonia. My theory of why he got it (if it truly was covid and not flu) and I didn't is this: He went out less and less
during recent months. The only times he had left the house and went to a public place were 3 visits to a dentist. I think that going out so rarely
ruined his immunity.
So, because of the covid as well as some other issues he had been battling he decided to stop doing his dialysis. (He had been a dialysis patient
for 5 and a half years.)
It took 6 days for him to die. Up until the last day when he went into the hospital I took care of him. I fed him, bathed him, slept beside him,
(day and night because I was sick too). I covered his face with hundreds of kisses. I knew that I wouldn't have him much longer. I did not wear a
mask. Never. Not once. And I did not get covid. Or flu or whatever. According to 'science' I should have been vulnerable, since I was already
sick with pneumonia. I have asthma too.
So there is my evidence. I am now about to end my quarantine and be out in public again. Unless I visit a doctor or go into the hospital I will not
be wearing a mask.