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posted on Aug, 20 2021 @ 01:59 PM
I have personal experience with an experimental vaccine. And I have been thinking on whether or not to share it. I decided to share it. Hopefully
it will be some help for someone. Or at least spark some good thinking and conversation. I realize that my own story is anecdotal, but it is real to
me.
I am not claiming that my experience offers definitive proof of anything. And I cannot point to any certain causal relationship. But it's enough to
give me pause and caution, today.
As a college student I got mono, as many college students do. My girlfriend had it first, but we were in love, and although we were careful not to
kiss then, I would help her with schoolwork, and make her tea, and bring her healthy fresh foods. I ended up getting mono, too, even though we tried
to be careful. My case of mono was very bad. It was the most sick I have ever felt in my life. I literally felt like I was about to die. Even
major thoracic surgery, chemotherapy, and radiation was nothing compared to how horrible the mono felt. My doctor told me to stay in bed for six
weeks, as my spleen was swollen enough that if I slipped and fell on the sidewalk, I might die, he said. I didn't need encouragement to stay in bed.
For the first time in my life I couldn't get out of bed. I was a weight lifter, distance runner, and martial artist back then, and used to being
energetic and athletic.
I was so sick that my girlfriend (who was now better) took me to a doctor who said he was doing research on mono. He told me he had a vaccine, or
something like a vaccine, that would shorten or alleviate or end the mono. I think it contained inert virus. I trusted doctors at that point in my
life, and I was so sick that when a doctor looked me in the eye and said he could make me feel better, and shorten the illness... I consented. So,
under the skin of my forearm, he made a row of bubbles from a syringe. This would have been about October.
Long and short, it didn't seem to help much; I was still quite ill for a while. I lost that semester of college, but was anxious to get back to
school in January. Back in school, classes were going great..... 22 credits with a perfect gpa. I was also happy to get back to exercise, even
though I didn't have energy for sports, yet. I still couldn't distance run, but I was lifting weights again, and doing pretty well. At 165 lbs, I
could do fairly high reps, strict form, with a 225 lbs free weight bench press. Not great, but pretty good. It might be that weight lifting is what
saved my life.
Around March of that year (about 4-5 months after the vaccine), my weightlifting buddy began to notice that I had a faint purple upside down "T"
forming on my chest, on the sternum and below the pectoral muscles. He encouraged me to talk to a doctor, so I did. The school doctor said I looked
fine, and that it was probably just residual effects from the mono. Weeks passed, and although I was getting stronger and feeling better, the purple
T on my chest got darker and darker. Every week, I would go to see the friendly school doctor who kept telling me not to worry about it. His
friendly, compassionate smile hinted that I might be a hypochondriac. Eventually, he said just that.
At this point, I was concerned enough that I drove myself to a hospital ER to ask for a chest x-ray. This would have been about late April. At the
ER, I had to argue for a long time, and offer to pay cash upfront, because the ER insisted that I should go back and talk with the school doctor,
because he said I was fine, and I probably needed a referral to a psychologist more than a medical doctor. Since I refused to leave until they did a
chest x-ray, the ER finally consented and did the chest x-ray, just to pacify me.
A few minutes later (without even telling me), the ER doctor told the staff to call all my family from around the country and tell them to hurry to
come and see me, as I might not have more than two days to live. The purple T on my chest turned out to be severe and advanced Vena Cava Syndrome,
which at any moment could be lethal with no way to treat. Under the right side of my ribcage was a lymphoma tumor the size of a softball that fed on,
and grew on the Superior Vena Cava, and had finally compressed it and shut it completely, or nearly completely. All the ER doctors, thoracic
surgeons, pulmonologists, and oncologists marveled that I was still alive. They theorized that from the heavy weightlifting I developed collateral
circulation that kept me alive. They cut out part of my ribcage for a biopsy, as the swelling and blood clots prevented any other way to obtain
tissue for a biopsy. As soon as I was awake from surgery, they rushed me into heavy chemo and then radiation therapy. Was not a fun experience.
But, years later I am still here, and healthy and athletic. And my bench press is still quite good, even though my ribs will always hurt a bit.
Okay, so what is the point of all that? One point is to take charge of your own health and fitness, and to be your own medical advocate, and for your
children, too. I can't say for sure that there is a definite causal relationship between that experimental mono vaccine and the horrific, fast
growing lymphoma that began to present a few short months later. And I realize that there is a correlation (rare, not common) between mono and
lymphoma. Mono directly damages the lymph nodes, so it is not surprising that an experimental vaccine for mono could cause lymphoma. As I said,
there is also a rare correlation between mono and lymphoma. Ultimately, my experience has taught me to be very careful trusting doctors, and to be
very wary with experimental medicine. And for me to see so many governments and industries mandating what is clearly experimental and untested
medicine upon people who are not even ill...... it makes me feel very bewildered and sad.