Is the Vaccine House of Cards Collapsing?

One in Four People Think They Know Someone Who Died From the Jabs

So I booked it. I’m referring to the medical exam at Bumrungrad hospital for my husband’s required panel physician check prior to approving his USA visa. It’s listed as pending in his documents and the US Embassy emailed me today inquiring about it. I was busy last week.

I bypassed the email inquiry and went straight to their website:

Visa U.S. Embassy – Age 25 - 44 years

Bumrungrad International Hospital provide Medical examination for U.S. Visa applicants by physicians who have received authorization from U.S. Embassy.

Package Name : 

Visa U.S. Embassy – Age 25 - 44 years

Package ID : 

VISA02

Price

3,900 THB

• Package Inclusions

• Chest X-Ray

• Radiologist fee 

• VDRL test 

• Doctor's fee 

• Hospital Facility Fee

• OPD Nursing Service

• Package Exclusions

• Vaccination 

• Doctor’s fee of expenses incurred of other treatments.

• Take home medications and medical supplies.

Medical clinic

at nurse station C calling 02-0113590 and nurse station D calling 02-0113594

I will hold them legally liable if I can on the whole vaccines not included in the panel examination, if they were then to give Ka any jabs which he has an adverse reaction to. They can refuse to give him a medical or religious exemption on vaccines because some board will prosecute and persecute them otherwise. I am fine with that though I would prefer that they didn’t. If they do say he refuses jabs he *needs I will then bump it back to an emergency exemption filing on my husband’s visa.

Once bitten, twice shy is the operative phrase here. I was quite skeptical of vaccines even when my first husband Oh went in for his panel physician exam in Bangkok in 2014. Now Oh was pretty pro vaccine at the time. He was always scratching his head at my antivax stance regarding our daughter and he signed off for the BCG jab for my younger daughter’s birth. I had written specifically no vaccines for my baby in my intake forms, but my water had broken 9 hours before and I was still dilated at zero when the C section was authorized. I wasn’t in a position to oppose it and for what it’s worth BCG does rank higher on my personal list of better than most jabs. All are risky, it’s just a matter of degree.

“No worries Gen!” Oh often told me. “Every time I stay hospital for something, the staff they always need me take new vaccine.” He had kept meticulous medical records which bore this out. It seemed the standard practice in Thailand was to give TDAP (tetanus, diptheria, acellular pertusssis) after pretty much any hospital stay. I saw at least two records of this vaccine within 5 years of my first husband’s panel physician visit. Thailand, however, didn’t have any yearly vaccination program for adults. Oh also told me that he had had chicken pox and measles as a child. I told my first husband to ask for titer tests and hoped for the best when he went into that room at Bumrungrad hospital without me.

Oh came out 45 minutes later smiling. “The doctor she so pretty!” He exclaimed. “She want me take three vaccine. One the needle so big!” He showed me with his hands what sounded like an insane dimension of perhaps 6 inches long and one inch circumferance. Was that needle for something else, like maybe a blood draw? It could have been. Oh was feeling out of it and seemed to be in the toilet a lot after that. When I was finally able to open his medical records after coming to the United States, only two vaccines were listed as given: TDAP (DTAP) and MMR (measles, mumps, rubella).

May Oh rest in peace. So here we are again.

Greetings from Bangkok! The room is nice for the 550 baht or so that I could afford. It’s a pretty Bangkok city view.

Regarding Ka’s medical check I am not my husband’s keeper. I know full well that they are not pumping that shit into me barring excessive force. But the pressures family members face in those rooms are extreme and I cannot guarantee the results. Ka has said things all over the board from “I have Covid vaccine already!’ to “No worries I strong man I never die!” which needless to say worries me greatly when he is under the withering eye of a doctor authority figure, least of all one who might say the equivalent of “You can’t go to America or be with your wife again without this.”

The closest equivalent I can give to this is in sending a family member off to war. The odds are better than not that he will come back okay, but he might be permanently damaged. He or she might die also. I’d guess there’s probably ways to keep out of the front lines and to lower the damage but the poor take their chances wherever they are told to go.

Supposedly 25% of people believe they know somebody who died as a result of Covid vaccines. Imagine what the numbers would be if there were compensation available instead of gaslighting physicians trying to minimize the damage. Imagine if injuries were included:

A quarter of Americans Say Someone They Know Died from COVID-19 Vaccine Side Effects

The elevated excess mortality is extremely concerning. Nobody knows when it will end. Yes, celebrities and atheletes died untimely deaths before Covid jabs. But the numbers were so much lower that there is no comparison:

Unbelievable! The shocking toll of 4 actors and 1 producer's deaths on General Hospital.

Speaking of which we stayed in Thad Phanom for an extra day due to a family members’ conscription into the Thai military for two years. Kuhn Oat is technically my nephew. He is a wonderful young man who should make his parents and grandmother proud. He’s level headed, civic minded, sober, helpful, respectful and soft spoken. He has a very nice girlfriend who stayed with him often in our short time there.

So on Monday October 30 there was a party for his going into the Thai military for two years. Kuhn Oat had bought a muscovy duck to slaughter the night before the big party, but he had trouble getting to the vein, which my husband showed him how to do. I prayed over that poor duck he was a real fighter but in the end perhaps he can come back next time as something greater.

Perhaps ten 18-21 year olds showed up for the party and Uncle Sukwan bought two cases of Leo beer. Ka and myself drank politely with them but noticed it was a young person’s party by the early afternoon. There was music but barely any talking as everybody was staring at their smartphones. Almost nobody drank alcohol and the next morning there was still over half a case of Leo beer left.

I am not one of those old folks who is going to lament what is wrong with the kids today, nor am I going to parade them around as the better transhumanist future. But I can tell you that this was not the way a party for a young man going into the military looked in my day. First off those two paltry cases of Leo beer would have disappeared by noon, with the karaoke being popped out and some relative throwing down funds for whiskey by the early afternoon hours. Some relative (I see a masculine presence here) say a drunk uncle, or perhaps stepfather/father/cousin/olderbrother/close friend is hypothetically going to be taking conscription fellow probably to a strip club, much to the tears and objections of his sweet girlfriend. There’s going to be drama, and there’s going to be drunk. But we will never be here again, now will we?

The plates were cleaned often by Kuhn Oat that afternoon. The house and surrounding areas were pristine and everything looked wonderful the next morning. I wish Kuhn Oat all the best as he deserves it. God willing they don’t send him to some war zone. I like my Thailand Mayberry in Thad Phanom, thank you very much. All of the people trying to help find the American woman’s cat made me feel like I was on a bizarre mixup of the Andy Griffith Show. Considering the stuff I see on a daily basis I am eternally grateful for the naivete.

The dogs are probably missing us…

For the time being we’ll try to muddle through here. It’s back to work for me

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