While both the video and a lot of the comments here are very funny, I do have to mention this is actually a quite serious and personal issue that has affected my life and I'm sure plenty of others.
My lady got jabbed to travel and see her Dad for the first time in almost 15 years - I really tried to push her from doing it, but other members of her family had her ear at the time. She regrets it a LOT now.
At least she only got the first one, the two parter. To my great horror, she did start manifesting some odd symptoms 6 to 8 months later. I had been feeling off myself, despite having caught the coof very shortly after it first appeared in early 2020. (and man, let me tell you, that shit was AWFUL - if any of you caught it early on like me, you will know, we had a WAY WAY more virulent and debilitating sickness than ANYTHING like others who caught other types later on)
Because of my own issues, and the natural remedies that had helped my lingering symptoms beginning to be ineffective, I got Ivermectin for myself and started taking it "prophylactically" every so often.
So when she started to have issues, I immediately spilled the beans to her, told her everything I knew and argued with her to take it. She refused for a few days, before finally getting so tired of being sick and tired and everything getting worse that she agreed and went for it.
I don't think I'll ever forget that. It seemed like literally in minutes (more realistically it was a few hours) she came to me, wide-eyed and terrified. She was feeling so much better, she told me - all her aching had suddenly dropped away, her skin was clearing up, it was just unbelievable.
But I think the most powerful thing of all was the so-called "brain fog" element. She came out of it and realized she'd been having this for a very long time - sort of like a dull migraine that never ends, to the point that you're pissy and upset without knowing you are.
I'd experienced something similar when first taking Ivermectin to fix the symptoms I'd been dealing with. It IS quite LITERALLY like coming out of a fog -- and I had a distinct notion that I had been VERY SICK for a long time, and I hadn't known it AT ALL. Not until I took this medicine that made me feel so much better. She had the exact same experience and like me, initially she felt terrified. There's no words for it, if you've felt that godawful fog lift off of you and the sudden realization of how impairing and debilitating it was, you know its an extremely emotional and fucking scary moment. She could not stop talking about how instantaneous and drastic the changes were for weeks afterward.
I realize that it seems like I've been off topic discussing this and nothing to do with intimacy or sex, but I thought it was important background as I'm coming to it now. We are both sensitive, empathetic and watch each other closely: we can almost suss out when the other isn't feeling well with some unexplainable sixth sense. Some of you will know what I'm talking about.
Anyways, back from the time I originally got sick and then recovered, we both noticed a drop off in our intimacy and even level of desire to be intimate. There was never an actual issue - like, I didn't her sick or anything, though I was initially kind of terrified that I might.
But when she got the jab, and for a long time afterward, there was a total and complete drop off. More than just knowing about risks or shedding or anything like that, if you can understand what I mean.
It's almost as though some innate part of our bodies were telling us not to. Like somehow we knew it wouldn't be good, and our natural drive to protect each other was kicking in. Neither of us even retained any interest in it - and while we aren't and never were bunny rabbits exactly, I still felt the dropoff was kind of profound. Fortunately enough, that's not what our relationship is based on anyway, so it wasn't a huge issue for us.
Nowadays though, we're both feeling much better and things are back to normal, or as close to whatever normal was before. And we have no sex life to speak of, which is sort of tragic and disappointing to admit.
That feeling of needing to stay away, the signals, are gone it seems. But left in its wake is a long period of relearned behaviors from what we went through with the jab and the coof, and it seems very difficult to break and return back to the way it was. And while I do realize that I've likely picked up ... well whatever it is just from close contact and viral shedding, I do still think there is the slightest feeling of a phantom danger that still looms for me.
I am curious if anyone else has gone thorough something like this. Its not something easily discussed or even commonly known exactly, so I wouldn't know where else to even start to look for answers.
Its obviously a bit uncomfortable to share my story like this but I'm doing it just in hopes of seeing if anyone else has had these troubles or can relate to any part of what we've gone through. There have to be others, right? I have been wondering for a while now.
Even if you can't, I think it still speaks to how all-encompassing the whole pandemic saga was. It altered and devastated so many aspects of people's lives that I am not sure we will ever be able to sift through the rubble enough to quantify the entire big picture of damages.
A very relevant cause of this ‘fog’ and feelings that something was off is due to the incessant media drone about the ‘pandemic’, constant news of people dying, statistics, wear masks, 6 ft, obey the arrows, grocery store shelves bare, doomsday announcements all day every day. It was enough to make the strongest willed of us question whether we we simply in denial or actually valid in our refusal to accept what was allegedly happening.
I was the only one in our fire department to not submit to the clot shots. There were clinics in our county where our firefighter EMTs administered parking lot shots. My wife who works for a large energy company was almost ‘mandated’ to submit or be fired since they are a ‘government contractor’...supplying electric to gov buildings. A serious crock of shit
Her stress level during that time was significant.
The mental anguish and stress caused by the cabal and government is criminal.
Oh, you're certainly correct about that. While all that madness was doubtless a contributing factor, I do want to stress that the sort of "fog" and subsequent lift out of it that both she and I experienced was something very different from a stress induced break or a sudden release from mental anguish. This was something chemical and biological totally. Like if your blood pressure suddenly dropped by 20 points, or someone undid a belt buckle wrapped tight around your skull. I don't know how else to describe it.
One thing she did repeatedly mention was the nerve endings in her fingers suddenly got feeling back in them again. She had been dealing with this mysterious numbness in her extremities, hands and feet, and it was progressing quite quickly as well.
I was unfortunately laid off at the time everything started, but after seeing what she and so many others had to deal with in the workplace, I counted that recent tragedy as a grace. More power to you for staying firm.
I went through a significant period of doubt; late nights, chewed up cuticles and all the rest. Several members of my family were pressing me to get my father inoculated.
One night I watched some clips of one of the early conferences that Senator Ron Johnson put together. I listened to a man in the most awful grief talk about his young son who had gotten the jab and died just a week later. Rattled me to the bone and I was certain of my decision after that.
It took a while after to be proven right, but eventually the truth finds its way out.
And I think now about how its funny that they don't ask the question when I take him to the doctor's offices any more. One instance in my life where my incredible stubbornness was a boon. I am certain he would not have survived the jab - my own experience with just the virus was enough to know. I was sick like I'd never been in my life, major symptoms continued to linger for many months afterward, until I finally found the right cure.
I remember thinking some of it was just never going to end and this was my new normal. If it hit my system like that, no way Dad was going to get past the jab.
Sorry for what you've had to deal with. I know whenever I walk into a store and see the badly arranged plexiglass around the counter, the whole ordeal is never far from my thoughts. I'm hopeful that the many scars they dealt to us and most of everyone on Planet Earth won't be easily forgotten, because they WILL try again, the only question is WHEN.
Lastly I will say that if I told most people to meet me in a parking lot so that I can give you a needle full of medicine and you can stay in your car, just put your arm out the window and then you can drive right off... somehow I don't think they'd go for it. And yet, when daddy doctor or daddy government says to, they mindlessly agree.
I think people couldn't quantify the stress or contort their worldview and thinking enough to really believe that their betters would experiment on them, or potentially cause any harm up to and including death, so they went along with things that were ridiculous or plain crazy on their face.
I'm almost glad I caught it early; there was no vaccine to take at the time, barely even a test available. I was shocked and dismayed at 2 different doctors who refused to give me anything for my symptoms, despite not knowing if it was bronchitis, pneumonia or the "new illness". When do doctors not treat symptoms I said, it seemed insane to me then. If there had been a vaccine around, I might have gotten stupid and desperate enough to take it. I had a really bad case of that junk.
It was always a bioweapon. We haven't even begun to understand all the damages they wrought on the world, and that's before we even take the stresses and changes to our way of life into account. Incredible.
It’s encouraging to see you’re recovering and understanding well now. And will be prepared for the next one.
Adding to it all, my dad had severe dementia/Alzheimer’s for a few years. In early ‘20 mom was having a difficult time caring for him and decided to find an assisted living facility to put him in. I helped look at places and he was placed a short time later. Then on my birthday mom calls saying dad is having issues and they’re taking him to the hospital. We’re a 24 hr drive from them. I packed and was out the door in an hour.
Got to the hospital. My brother, sister in law (useless now ex SIL) and mom were there. Only one person allowed in the room to visit at a time. Al the beginning BS protocol crap. Dad was unresponsive, on O2, they weren’t really doing anything to hep him recover.
I stayed with him overnight that night. In the morning his breathing became irregular. I called my brother and told him and mom to get the gel upstairs. Regardless of the one visitor ‘rules’. Dad passed about 30 min after they arrived.
Then the ridiculousness of no large gatherings, etc etc. planning the wake and funeral this was in NYS. Fuck cuomo. Affirmations he goes to prison for his accessory to murders.
That night they were administering a few things to dad. He was hospitalized because he had Hypernatremia. A severe high level of sodium in the blood. He and mom never hydrated properly. And once in assisted living it was obviously even worse.
I’m sure the hospital was voting him other things, remdesiver, Midazolam, etc. Midazolam side effects include slowing the respiratory response.
I haven’t asked mom for dads hospital records to confirm any of this. Mom is weak and is still starting to understand ‘authorities’ aren’t always acting in the best interest of the citizens of the USA. She never questioned any medical advice previously. I’ve been in fire/EMS for 10 years but ‘I’m not a doctor’ so she discounts much of what I tell her. I’m the ‘sensitive’ brother conspiracy theorist (therapist actually). She’d blow up if I told her why I want to read them.
Dad wasn’t well cared for in his last few months. Though I sometimes think it’s better than having to have gone through the bulk of the fauxdemic, and had sick patients placed in assisted living with him, etc.
We’ve all learned a lot these last few years. We must use this information to grow our wisdom and fight to not allow them to perpetrate anything like this ever again. And allow ourselves to heal so we can move forward and teach others.
Yep there ARE lots of others!! My husband and I were both threatened with losing our jobs if we did not get vaxed. I resisted and ultimately obtained a medical exemption. He could have gotten one too as he has DM2 and we have a very great doc who was willing to provide the exemption. But he let this masculine wiring to provide for the family dominate his decision. I love and respect him for that self sacrificial attitude though! He tried with all his might to do the right thing for us. So folks - don't be so harsh on spouses who do what appears to be the right thing at the time. Hindsight is 20/20. And yes, my health has now been affected greatly by the shedding and I will never be the same either.
Thank you for sharing, its actually a comfort to me that you did. For whatever reason, any thread I read when this topic gets brought up seems like its only people who either BOTH didn't get the jab or singles. Also a lot of comments of people saying things like "If they were so stupid that they got the jab, I wouldn't be with them anyways" or the like.
Its nice to know that there are other people who at least had some idea of the risks and for whatever their reasons made different decisions. I mean, there was certainly a metric fuck ton of mindlessness and ignorance pervading at that time, but I don't think they put in an advertising and fear campaign costing literal billions of dollars to capture THAT segment.
It was for people like us, who had jobs or other situations they needed to take advantage of in order to force us into rationalizing and downplaying the negative consequences so we would do something unusually stupid for our character. I mean, intelligent people do silly, inadvisable things ALL THE TIME - and that's without all the pressures and the weight of the world added to the wrong side of the scales, not to mention the peer pressure.
Not that I'm calling your husband that at all. I completely understand where he was coming from and had I been in the same situation at the time, I'd likely have done the same. Even if you got an exemption back then, the landscape was such that you were made to feel like you might STILL be pushed into it at a later time... we all had NO CLUE of when or if they would ever relent and leave us in peace, without getting it.
You're completely correct that some of the backlash is way too harsh and actually gets pretty cold and downright mean at times. It was a more crucial decision that any of us could have realized in hindsight and it has almost no reflection on who a person is, how intelligent or engaged they are, or what they believe or their character is.
There's a lot of understandable angst and backlash from the unvaxxed, and everyone's situation is different, but sometimes I think some of these people feel like ANYONE who got a jab was some kind of fascist liberal advocate for getting it, and MUST HAVE put pressure on others if they got it themselves. Gotta chill out a little.
Thanks again for sharing your story! It made my day, truly. 😁
Thank you for sharing your thoughts. I do not have a specific reply for your questions/comments, but I wanted to say I support you and I am grateful you are willing to be vulnerable and share your story.
There are likely many silent readers that appreciate your willingness to open up but they are too shy to say anything, they are new, or they prefer to keep their personal experiences private. So here is a big thank you for those who want to say it too, but they are silent. Perhaps they will anonymously upvote instead.
(Sorry in advance for being a Debbie downer)
While both the video and a lot of the comments here are very funny, I do have to mention this is actually a quite serious and personal issue that has affected my life and I'm sure plenty of others.
My lady got jabbed to travel and see her Dad for the first time in almost 15 years - I really tried to push her from doing it, but other members of her family had her ear at the time. She regrets it a LOT now.
At least she only got the first one, the two parter. To my great horror, she did start manifesting some odd symptoms 6 to 8 months later. I had been feeling off myself, despite having caught the coof very shortly after it first appeared in early 2020. (and man, let me tell you, that shit was AWFUL - if any of you caught it early on like me, you will know, we had a WAY WAY more virulent and debilitating sickness than ANYTHING like others who caught other types later on)
Because of my own issues, and the natural remedies that had helped my lingering symptoms beginning to be ineffective, I got Ivermectin for myself and started taking it "prophylactically" every so often.
So when she started to have issues, I immediately spilled the beans to her, told her everything I knew and argued with her to take it. She refused for a few days, before finally getting so tired of being sick and tired and everything getting worse that she agreed and went for it.
I don't think I'll ever forget that. It seemed like literally in minutes (more realistically it was a few hours) she came to me, wide-eyed and terrified. She was feeling so much better, she told me - all her aching had suddenly dropped away, her skin was clearing up, it was just unbelievable.
But I think the most powerful thing of all was the so-called "brain fog" element. She came out of it and realized she'd been having this for a very long time - sort of like a dull migraine that never ends, to the point that you're pissy and upset without knowing you are.
I'd experienced something similar when first taking Ivermectin to fix the symptoms I'd been dealing with. It IS quite LITERALLY like coming out of a fog -- and I had a distinct notion that I had been VERY SICK for a long time, and I hadn't known it AT ALL. Not until I took this medicine that made me feel so much better. She had the exact same experience and like me, initially she felt terrified. There's no words for it, if you've felt that godawful fog lift off of you and the sudden realization of how impairing and debilitating it was, you know its an extremely emotional and fucking scary moment. She could not stop talking about how instantaneous and drastic the changes were for weeks afterward.
I realize that it seems like I've been off topic discussing this and nothing to do with intimacy or sex, but I thought it was important background as I'm coming to it now. We are both sensitive, empathetic and watch each other closely: we can almost suss out when the other isn't feeling well with some unexplainable sixth sense. Some of you will know what I'm talking about.
Anyways, back from the time I originally got sick and then recovered, we both noticed a drop off in our intimacy and even level of desire to be intimate. There was never an actual issue - like, I didn't her sick or anything, though I was initially kind of terrified that I might.
But when she got the jab, and for a long time afterward, there was a total and complete drop off. More than just knowing about risks or shedding or anything like that, if you can understand what I mean.
It's almost as though some innate part of our bodies were telling us not to. Like somehow we knew it wouldn't be good, and our natural drive to protect each other was kicking in. Neither of us even retained any interest in it - and while we aren't and never were bunny rabbits exactly, I still felt the dropoff was kind of profound. Fortunately enough, that's not what our relationship is based on anyway, so it wasn't a huge issue for us.
Nowadays though, we're both feeling much better and things are back to normal, or as close to whatever normal was before. And we have no sex life to speak of, which is sort of tragic and disappointing to admit.
That feeling of needing to stay away, the signals, are gone it seems. But left in its wake is a long period of relearned behaviors from what we went through with the jab and the coof, and it seems very difficult to break and return back to the way it was. And while I do realize that I've likely picked up ... well whatever it is just from close contact and viral shedding, I do still think there is the slightest feeling of a phantom danger that still looms for me.
I am curious if anyone else has gone thorough something like this. Its not something easily discussed or even commonly known exactly, so I wouldn't know where else to even start to look for answers.
Its obviously a bit uncomfortable to share my story like this but I'm doing it just in hopes of seeing if anyone else has had these troubles or can relate to any part of what we've gone through. There have to be others, right? I have been wondering for a while now.
Even if you can't, I think it still speaks to how all-encompassing the whole pandemic saga was. It altered and devastated so many aspects of people's lives that I am not sure we will ever be able to sift through the rubble enough to quantify the entire big picture of damages.
A very relevant cause of this ‘fog’ and feelings that something was off is due to the incessant media drone about the ‘pandemic’, constant news of people dying, statistics, wear masks, 6 ft, obey the arrows, grocery store shelves bare, doomsday announcements all day every day. It was enough to make the strongest willed of us question whether we we simply in denial or actually valid in our refusal to accept what was allegedly happening.
I was the only one in our fire department to not submit to the clot shots. There were clinics in our county where our firefighter EMTs administered parking lot shots. My wife who works for a large energy company was almost ‘mandated’ to submit or be fired since they are a ‘government contractor’...supplying electric to gov buildings. A serious crock of shit
Her stress level during that time was significant.
The mental anguish and stress caused by the cabal and government is criminal.
Oh, you're certainly correct about that. While all that madness was doubtless a contributing factor, I do want to stress that the sort of "fog" and subsequent lift out of it that both she and I experienced was something very different from a stress induced break or a sudden release from mental anguish. This was something chemical and biological totally. Like if your blood pressure suddenly dropped by 20 points, or someone undid a belt buckle wrapped tight around your skull. I don't know how else to describe it.
One thing she did repeatedly mention was the nerve endings in her fingers suddenly got feeling back in them again. She had been dealing with this mysterious numbness in her extremities, hands and feet, and it was progressing quite quickly as well.
I was unfortunately laid off at the time everything started, but after seeing what she and so many others had to deal with in the workplace, I counted that recent tragedy as a grace. More power to you for staying firm.
I went through a significant period of doubt; late nights, chewed up cuticles and all the rest. Several members of my family were pressing me to get my father inoculated.
One night I watched some clips of one of the early conferences that Senator Ron Johnson put together. I listened to a man in the most awful grief talk about his young son who had gotten the jab and died just a week later. Rattled me to the bone and I was certain of my decision after that. It took a while after to be proven right, but eventually the truth finds its way out.
And I think now about how its funny that they don't ask the question when I take him to the doctor's offices any more. One instance in my life where my incredible stubbornness was a boon. I am certain he would not have survived the jab - my own experience with just the virus was enough to know. I was sick like I'd never been in my life, major symptoms continued to linger for many months afterward, until I finally found the right cure.
I remember thinking some of it was just never going to end and this was my new normal. If it hit my system like that, no way Dad was going to get past the jab.
Sorry for what you've had to deal with. I know whenever I walk into a store and see the badly arranged plexiglass around the counter, the whole ordeal is never far from my thoughts. I'm hopeful that the many scars they dealt to us and most of everyone on Planet Earth won't be easily forgotten, because they WILL try again, the only question is WHEN.
Lastly I will say that if I told most people to meet me in a parking lot so that I can give you a needle full of medicine and you can stay in your car, just put your arm out the window and then you can drive right off... somehow I don't think they'd go for it. And yet, when daddy doctor or daddy government says to, they mindlessly agree.
I think people couldn't quantify the stress or contort their worldview and thinking enough to really believe that their betters would experiment on them, or potentially cause any harm up to and including death, so they went along with things that were ridiculous or plain crazy on their face.
I'm almost glad I caught it early; there was no vaccine to take at the time, barely even a test available. I was shocked and dismayed at 2 different doctors who refused to give me anything for my symptoms, despite not knowing if it was bronchitis, pneumonia or the "new illness". When do doctors not treat symptoms I said, it seemed insane to me then. If there had been a vaccine around, I might have gotten stupid and desperate enough to take it. I had a really bad case of that junk.
It was always a bioweapon. We haven't even begun to understand all the damages they wrought on the world, and that's before we even take the stresses and changes to our way of life into account. Incredible.
Godspeed.
It’s encouraging to see you’re recovering and understanding well now. And will be prepared for the next one.
Adding to it all, my dad had severe dementia/Alzheimer’s for a few years. In early ‘20 mom was having a difficult time caring for him and decided to find an assisted living facility to put him in. I helped look at places and he was placed a short time later. Then on my birthday mom calls saying dad is having issues and they’re taking him to the hospital. We’re a 24 hr drive from them. I packed and was out the door in an hour.
Got to the hospital. My brother, sister in law (useless now ex SIL) and mom were there. Only one person allowed in the room to visit at a time. Al the beginning BS protocol crap. Dad was unresponsive, on O2, they weren’t really doing anything to hep him recover.
I stayed with him overnight that night. In the morning his breathing became irregular. I called my brother and told him and mom to get the gel upstairs. Regardless of the one visitor ‘rules’. Dad passed about 30 min after they arrived.
Then the ridiculousness of no large gatherings, etc etc. planning the wake and funeral this was in NYS. Fuck cuomo. Affirmations he goes to prison for his accessory to murders.
That night they were administering a few things to dad. He was hospitalized because he had Hypernatremia. A severe high level of sodium in the blood. He and mom never hydrated properly. And once in assisted living it was obviously even worse.
I’m sure the hospital was voting him other things, remdesiver, Midazolam, etc. Midazolam side effects include slowing the respiratory response.
I haven’t asked mom for dads hospital records to confirm any of this. Mom is weak and is still starting to understand ‘authorities’ aren’t always acting in the best interest of the citizens of the USA. She never questioned any medical advice previously. I’ve been in fire/EMS for 10 years but ‘I’m not a doctor’ so she discounts much of what I tell her. I’m the ‘sensitive’ brother conspiracy theorist (therapist actually). She’d blow up if I told her why I want to read them.
Dad wasn’t well cared for in his last few months. Though I sometimes think it’s better than having to have gone through the bulk of the fauxdemic, and had sick patients placed in assisted living with him, etc.
We’ve all learned a lot these last few years. We must use this information to grow our wisdom and fight to not allow them to perpetrate anything like this ever again. And allow ourselves to heal so we can move forward and teach others.
Yep there ARE lots of others!! My husband and I were both threatened with losing our jobs if we did not get vaxed. I resisted and ultimately obtained a medical exemption. He could have gotten one too as he has DM2 and we have a very great doc who was willing to provide the exemption. But he let this masculine wiring to provide for the family dominate his decision. I love and respect him for that self sacrificial attitude though! He tried with all his might to do the right thing for us. So folks - don't be so harsh on spouses who do what appears to be the right thing at the time. Hindsight is 20/20. And yes, my health has now been affected greatly by the shedding and I will never be the same either.
Thank you for sharing, its actually a comfort to me that you did. For whatever reason, any thread I read when this topic gets brought up seems like its only people who either BOTH didn't get the jab or singles. Also a lot of comments of people saying things like "If they were so stupid that they got the jab, I wouldn't be with them anyways" or the like.
Its nice to know that there are other people who at least had some idea of the risks and for whatever their reasons made different decisions. I mean, there was certainly a metric fuck ton of mindlessness and ignorance pervading at that time, but I don't think they put in an advertising and fear campaign costing literal billions of dollars to capture THAT segment.
It was for people like us, who had jobs or other situations they needed to take advantage of in order to force us into rationalizing and downplaying the negative consequences so we would do something unusually stupid for our character. I mean, intelligent people do silly, inadvisable things ALL THE TIME - and that's without all the pressures and the weight of the world added to the wrong side of the scales, not to mention the peer pressure.
Not that I'm calling your husband that at all. I completely understand where he was coming from and had I been in the same situation at the time, I'd likely have done the same. Even if you got an exemption back then, the landscape was such that you were made to feel like you might STILL be pushed into it at a later time... we all had NO CLUE of when or if they would ever relent and leave us in peace, without getting it.
You're completely correct that some of the backlash is way too harsh and actually gets pretty cold and downright mean at times. It was a more crucial decision that any of us could have realized in hindsight and it has almost no reflection on who a person is, how intelligent or engaged they are, or what they believe or their character is.
There's a lot of understandable angst and backlash from the unvaxxed, and everyone's situation is different, but sometimes I think some of these people feel like ANYONE who got a jab was some kind of fascist liberal advocate for getting it, and MUST HAVE put pressure on others if they got it themselves. Gotta chill out a little.
Thanks again for sharing your story! It made my day, truly. 😁
Thank you for sharing your thoughts. I do not have a specific reply for your questions/comments, but I wanted to say I support you and I am grateful you are willing to be vulnerable and share your story.
There are likely many silent readers that appreciate your willingness to open up but they are too shy to say anything, they are new, or they prefer to keep their personal experiences private. So here is a big thank you for those who want to say it too, but they are silent. Perhaps they will anonymously upvote instead.