http://themothermagazine.co.uk/editorial.html
Good bye, Elizabeth
In late November 2005, my mother-in-law, Elizabeth, dutifully had her flu vaccine. That night she went to bed ill, complaining of a fuzzy head. When Paul spoke to her on the phone and she said she’d had her flu jab and was sick, he said, “You know what I think of vaccines, mum.”
She spent the next eight weeks bed ridden, deteriorating. Barely a morsel of food passed her lips. Her kidneys weakened to the point of no return. Research on flu vaccine effects show that crystals in the kidneys develop, leading to dehydration.
She had the life force stolen from her with that legal, lethal dose of poison. Like most pensioners, she was hypnotised by government health officials into believing the flu jab would protect her health.
On Christmas Day, as she lay lifeless in her bed, we called a doctor to visit. He said she was just a bit run down and not at all dehydrated. His suggestion was to give her milk and sugar. Excuse me? You went to medical school and that’s the best you can come up with? He was most offended when we said her ill-health was the result of the flu vaccine.
“I’ve been a doctor for many years….” bla bla blardy bla. He wasn't having a bar of it. “It’s just coincidence,” he said, arrogantly. Well, I guess that saved him filling in an adverse reaction form.
After Elizabeth was transferred to hospital, I had a dream of her standing by the bedroom door waving us goodbye. She was healthy, smiling and happy. This didn’t fit the picture of the lifeless woman in a hospital bed. I could only take it to mean that she was ready to pass out of her body into one more fitting for someone on an eternal soul journey. A few days before she died, a hospital doctor acknowledged my vaccine accusation. Her voice softened and she said, “You’d be surprised how many elderly people are affected by the flu vaccine.” No, I’m not surprised!
