(13) Are ALL doctors liars out to kill us?

or are they just so far below average IQ and incapable of reading the side effects of the drugs they so freely dispense?

I wrote this in response to the post below, where the poster was complaining about doctors freely prescribing anti-depressants. This is the article.

No one told me how hard it would be to come off anti-depressants

My most recent encounter with dangerous medical ignorance

Doctors freely prescribe a huge range of drugs for a huge range of health issues, on a daily basis, from either a point of ignorance, or a point of malevolence. We have a massive issue with the under-training bordering on blind ignorance of doctors - or their malevolence - can they really be that dumb?

This is my most recent encounter.

A high blood pressure crisis

My regular readers will know that I am dealing with a range of very serious diseases since I was hospitalised in 2022 with what they called “covid”.

To compound the problems I am facing, I have recently had a high blood pressure crisis, and my normal herbal recourse simply did not work. I am happy if I am in the 140's over something under 100 but my doctor had written me a script for high blood pressure medication to treat that, that I had refused to fill or take. I did go out and get my herbal blend, just in case. But then it exploded to between 180-200 over around 100, which is getting pretty serious and the herbs made no dent in that. So the same doctor wrote me another script for a different medication which I obediently filled and conceded that I had to take - at least short term, while we investigate the cause. Yes, investigate the cause! What a novel idea!

I proceeded to have the reaction that I have to almost all drugs and cheaper nutraceuticals, I got serious pain and neuropathy in my legs that stopped me from sleeping. Which of course, is just going to make my blood pressure worse. The doctor simply told me that pain in the legs was not a side effect of the drug I was on and refused to even address the leg pain issue - as every doctor I have ever seen has refused to address my many and various leg pain issues.

Realising that I needed to keep taking the BP medication while we investigate WHY it had skyrocketed, I wondered if it might be the fillers that I was reacting to, that were causing the pain. Abandoned by my doctor, I rang a dispensing chemist to see if they could make the prescription up with no neurotoxins in the fillers. I gave the names of both medications that the doctor had prescribed at different times. The chemist came back to me with an impossible price, but also with information on both medications. One has side effects of leg cramps, the other has side effects of leg pain and neuropathy, which means it might be the drug itself and not the fillers I am reacting to. That has left me with no solution, and no way to talk to the doctor in question because HE EITHER DOESN'T KNOW OR HE HAS LIED to me, and neither is a good look.

Have doctors been reduced to the status of ”drug pushers”?

While doctors are little more than drug pushers with no real understanding of the drugs they are pushing, and while they do not even bother to read the side effects and dangers for themselves, let alone address the issues posed by just how dangerous even the most commonly used drugs are, we have little choice but to do our own research and self-medicate where we can - until we run out of options, as I have.

Along with the BP prescription, the doctor also gave me a prescription for nitro-glycerine, to use if my BP got over 180 after which I must call an ambulance. He sprayed some in my mouth to show me how to use it, and re-checked my blood pressure which had dropped instantly to 140 something over under 100. Yup it worked.

Are chemists better qualified than doctors?

When I got the prescriptions filled, the chemist who dispensed the nitro-glycerine asked me how I was using it and I told him the doctors instructions. He looked very concerned and told me "that is not the way you use this drug". But he had no choice but to dispense it, frowning all the way.

Are paramedics better qualified than doctors?

A few days later, when my blood pressure went over 190/100 at home, I followed the doctors instructions to use the nitro and then call the ambulance. Two hours later the ambulance arrived - that’s a side story - because I had no symptoms of stroke, or heart attack, I was put low on the priority list, and it being a Friday of a holiday weekend, the system was already stretched beyond capacity.

The senior paramedic was lovely, fortunately, and he saw the nitro and said "you haven't taken that have you?". To which I answered yes, on doctors instructions, and he explained that the nitro will take the BP down into a safer zone but only very briefly after which the body will rebound to a higher BP than it was administered at - which is why I am now guessing the doctor suggested I call an ambulance after I take it. Oh goody.

Fortunately the paramedic was willing to hang around for long enough to watch my BP go well over 200 in the rebound, and stayed with me until it had dropped again to 180 over something. And he had a good enough personality to get me laughing. He also recommended I did not go to hospital because the beds were all full so I would be left sitting in casualty, possibly all night, and get no treatment as there is no treatment that can bring blood pressure down in a crisis. At best I would be in the right place to be treated for a stroke or a heart attack if one happened.

His recommendation, lie down and watch a comedy on TV. It turns out there is nothing much we can do when we have a BP crisis like the one I was having (and maybe still am having) except try to get the body to relax.

(My doctor had ordered previous carotid and renal artery ultrasounds, attempting to prove I should go onto statins, but fortunately they were “normal” with no evidence of disease.)

Chemists, paramedics and doctors - which do we trust?

So here we have a paramedic AND and two different chemists, giving advice contrary to the advice given to me by my doctor. So maybe we would be better buying our drugs over the counter, from a qualified chemist, and seeing a paramedic for health advice, rather than trusting a doctor.

As an aside, who else has touched their own deep cold rage?

During this crisis, I had an emotional breakthrough of sorts so its not all bad. I saw not just anger inside me - yup, there’s lots of that, but below it, well hidden, is a deep deep, silent rage. I have been meaning to write an article about what that rage is, and the window into my soul that collapsing into it during this crisis revealed.

The rage has been built up over a lifetime but gone over the top with my forced association with mainstream medicine and doctors, in the last two years. They insist that they know best and refuse to hear what I have to tell them about my own body and my own needs, which I foolishly think should be taken into account. They try to force us to over-rule our own knowing and our own intuition to obey their orders. And most people do just that. They “give in” and passively do as they are told, even if there is an intuition deep inside them that is screaming out that this is wrong. In deep cold rage we go into “freeze” mode, because we fear that if we act on our own intelligence and our own knowing, they will abandon us. Which, of course, they will. It’s a given.

…and beyond the deep cold rage

For a split second, here and there, during this BP and rage crisis, another Christine emerged. I felt her. She is upright, confident, self-contained, intelligent, highly intuitive, very knowledgeable, and an all round admirable, brilliant woman. Just for a split second that is. That is the Christine I should be and could be, but to be her I have to slough off each and every cultural demand placed on me, and have to gamble medically with my life. That Christine would never allow anyone else on this planet to over-rule her intuition. That Christine would take all the time she needs to make her own decisions based on that precious contact with the small voice within - where each potentially life or death decision is certain and clear.

The person I want to be when I die

I may die in the process, given the apparent state of my health, but, by god it will be worth it, to die as THAT Christine, not the rebellious but intimidated, and the ”almost but not quite” crushed version of me. That will make a lifetime of abuse and suffering within a dying culture, worthwhile, if I were to finally make it through to the other side and BE her.

I will turn this rage thing into an article, but it is too hard for me to to write it while I am still in it. My intuition will give me the OK when I am ready.

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My big dream given that I am confronting several potentially deadly diseases simultaneously

While I was scanning the web for information on apricot kernels - I am looking for a protocol that includes them, I came across a website for alternative treatment clinics in Mexico. What would I do if I had enough money to fund it? I would go to one of those clinics and then see about living out my days somewhere bright, and colorful and joyful.

Two nights later I had a dream where I was walking down narrow cobbled streets lined with street vendors selling bright embroidered fabric items, actually more like Bolivia than Mexico. There were two other women with me and we were chattering happily. I asked them if I could afford to live there, and they told me I could choose between any of three rooms, now, today - far from luxury but “soft” feminine rooms decorated in lots of soft colourful fabrics. I woke up seriously excited and happy.

So how can I do that? How can I make enough income to fund me to a clinic in Mexico and from there, to who knows where?

Can you help?

I intend to keep writing of my journey through this rather strange time in my life, and for this planet. Hopefully my story becomes exciting or moving as I cross normal barriers to find solutions. As soon as I know, you will know what does and does not work to exorcise this bio-weapon from our bodies.

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