We are human and we all think this. Numbers wise, it’s mostly true. Not so much so you might think you don’t have to take care of yourself. I’m talking about dying prematurely. It seems to be happening more frequently in the last couple of years. The metric called, “Deaths Over Expected” shows this is real. The number of deaths in any given year, short of war or famine or something, doesn’t vary more than 1-2%. But deaths over expected are up 10% or more. Statisticians call this a once in a hundred-year event.
Are those extra deaths C19 related? There is no way to know at this point. The testing doesn’t differentiate the spike protein from the mRNA and the natural one in the virus. So, most are testing positive. By the way, vaccinated individuals are 13 times more likely to test positive and 27 times more likely to have symptomatic disease. So it is likely at this point that anyone who got the shot is more likely to test positive since the mRNA recipient has both the natural and synthetic (S1 and S2 spike proteins) present in the bloodstream.
There’s now compelling data on remaining life years lost for having accepted the mRNA. The cost is approximately 7% of the remaining life years per shot. That’s a lot if you’re a teenager.
A relative of mine’s wife died last week. She is a couple months younger than me at 62. I don’t know what the dying age is, but it is NOT 62. That’s untimely and early. She had a heart attack back in June and has been hospitalized and unable to speak since the ambulance she called herself picked her up. I had a long talk with her husband Sunday. He was up north at their cabin and his neighbor called to say he thought an ambulance had just left his house. No answer calling her phone as he rushed home and straight to St. John’s Hospital. There he found her with a trach tube placed, unable to speak. He never heard her speak after a phone call Saturday morning to discuss Sunday dinner. Hours later, she was unable to speak, ever again.
The story gets long and sordid over the next 3 months. She never left the hospital, with one complication after another leaving her further and further away from recovery. She was paralyzed, unable to move a limb. She could move her lips but wasn’t strong enough to get out a whisper.
My cousin prayed and stayed positive. He adapted to life by himself at home, shopping, cooking, laundry, etc. But he still had hope and prepared their home so she could have a motorized bed on the main floor.
After a few months, it sadly became clear that even if she DID come home, it would be beyond his skills to care for her. After her kidneys started failing, she was put on dialysis machines in the hospital and told the dialysis 3 times per week would be permanent. She was still paralyzed, unable to speak and no food had been given by mouth in 3 months. It became painful to consider what he hadn’t dared. There was no way out.
Exhausted and losing hope, he asked the staff, “How does this end?”
He was told, “When you decide.”
Prior to that he was unaware of the weight that would be placed on him to make the decision to stop all life support measures. He told me he was going to meet with the kids (40-year-olds) and discuss what they thought. But on the way, he changed his mind. Unwilling to saddle their kids with any part in the decision, he decided to simply tell them that he decided it was best to let her go. Which is what he did.
I’m very proud of my cousin for the strength in the heat of this battle. But I can’t help but think, “What if….?”
What if it just wasn’t necessary? What if she knew what you know? What if she ate differently? What if she got adjusted regularly? What if she came to Shop with the Doc? What if she knew that carbs are inflammatory like you do? What if she relied on her immune system instead of synthetic mRNA? (I know you know what that has to do with inflamed blood vessels, blood clots and heart attacks).
Maybe none of this makes any difference and she was just ordained to die of a heart attack at 62 after 3 agonizing, brutal months of medical heroics.
No, that’s not right.
In order to believe it was just chance and that “these things just happen”, then nothing we do makes any difference. If that’s true, we should all eat mint Dilly Bars and blueberry pie (my favorite) for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. No need to exercise because that doesn’t matter either. But we don’t do that because we know it’s not true. Until making that fairytale true makes an event like this less painful to consider the “what ifs.”
There are no guarantees in life. You could eat right, exercise, do all the things… then get hit by a bus or something too. Life has risks when you leave the house. But you certainly don’t have to be the designer of your own demise.
We do everything we can to reach people so they don’t have to experience this. You have also spoken up to others and have been confronted with exactly this thought process. It’s rather hopeless for those who hold this philosophy. The culture of “it just happens” is seriously strong. I’m sure you know others who would say the exact same thing: “S—t just happens.”
This story isn’t unique. This happens every day to someone. And that is because our culture’s lifestyle doesn’t cause health. Our lifestyle causes disease. There are all kinds of reasons for this that are built into our government and cultural systems. That’s another blog post. The good news is you aren’t required to participate in our culture’s worship of the disease lifestyle and pharma’s heroics to counter it and the fundraiser spaghetti dinners at the VFW to mourn its members.
You already know the things to do to stay out of the fray. They are usually the opposite of government recommendations, by the way.
Eat clean. Eat lower carb. Eat more fresh. Eat more natural. Eat more veggies and fruits.
Avoid colors, flavors, preservatives, pesticides and other chemicals, eaten or injected.
Get adequate sleep.
Take some simple supplements like D3, a multi, fish oil and some probiotics.
Make sure your nerves work properly. That’s not possible not getting adjusted. Massage and yoga are not substitutes.
Turn over the oxygen in your tissues by causing yourself to breath hard and fast a few times per week.
Then, help others.
Take stock of your skills and gifts and see where you can lend a hand. This is essential for your happiness. The happiest people are those that have found a path to help others do what they should be doing. So, give piano lessons, help someone financially plan, coach the soccer team, run the girl scout meetings, volunteer at church, help your elderly neighbor care for his home and lawn or take care of somebody’s kids who’s struggling or, imagine this…. bring somebody to the chiropractor. Save somebody’s life.
That’s where happiness is found, in serving others. Keep your health so you can be an effective servant. Those who are last will be first.
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