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After returning from a trip, I experienced severe headaches and was diagnosed with a condition that required multiple surgeries to examine my brain.

Speaker 0: Yes. He's one of our medical staff. He was shot inside the complex as you can see. It's now he's in very critical situation. Think he's going to pass away. Oh my god.

Well, yeah. He kinda toughed through it and he had all these aches and pains, refused to go see the doctor. And one of his fellow wrestlers, he used to have him come over every day, and this was in Hawaii. He goes, I need you to pound on my back. He would just pound on his back just constantly thinking, like, just that old school, probably barbaric head in the sand Yeah. Kind of mentality. He was 45 when he died. Cancer. Yeah. And he refused it for months and months and months. And then it had metastasized to a point where there was just no going back. And that was it. By the time they caught it, reached a point where I I gotta go see a doctor and see what's happening. Yeah.

He was caring for a patient who was doing well, but suddenly transferred to the emergency room. Shortly after, the patient died, leaving the speaker questioning if the hospital's actions led to his death. The speaker is confused and upset, feeling that the patient shouldn't have died and suspecting foul play.

Speaker 0: What about vaccine injury? The ones that actually took the shots. What did you see there? Speaker 1: Massive. I didn't know it was possible for a human to die so horrifically and so quickly before they rolled out the mRNA injections. It was insane. Patient the worst of them were the ones called it sepsis, but it was, like, instant multi organ failure. Like, within hours, patients would die of liver, lung, kidney, all at once failure, respiratory failure. It was like their some of the records, the emergency crew that found them, it's like their body tried to reject everything. And and some of these cases, like, their family would be there thirty minutes before, and then within an hour, they're dead. And then there were patients coming in with seizures like I've never seen before. We couldn't control some of them. Days, patients would be seizing, and no medications would stop it. And eventually, they kind of had to put down. They called it encephalitis or encephalopathy. And then later on, even the coding information organization, AHIMA, admitted COVID nineteen associated encephalitis. There were blood clots, strokes. The clots were insane. Never seen clots like that before. Even the interventional radiologist that were going in with, you know, they have angiopathies and, you know, different scopes where they can do, like, heart interventions and put stents in, like a carotid artery if you have a stroke going to your brain. They normally, it's rare to have more than one stent go in, and they were documenting, you know, multiple locations all at once. They had heart attack cases that were like that where they, you know, they needed massive amounts of stents that they never needed before. There were people in their twenties that had been hiking that were totally healthy, had been running marathons that suddenly needed an a leg amputated because they had massive blood clot going from their hip all the way down to their leg, and it couldn't be saved. So that happened. There were some cases of overnight spinal gangrene, which I've never seen before. And you can't amputate, you know, the spine when it goes gangrenous. Normally, cut out tissue that's dying like that, so it prevents further infection. And they didn't know what to do. The only thing they could do was, you know, do a basically replace the that part of your spine with an implant. That's the best they could do. Yeah. It was really intense. And I didn't question the vaccines as much as I should have. I started to about the flu shot way back in 2004. But with the pressure to get the COVID nineteen shot, I started looking into what it could do, and I I knew I didn't want anything to do with this experimental mRNA thing. And when I started looking into the experts that were saying, well, this is what this potential vaccine could do. This is what the research says. I was looking at the vaccine trials and what's happening to those patients and the Guill Barre that was happening and the strokes that were happening. And so I kind of knew to look for that when the vaccine came out. And the doctors were, you know, baffled. They weren't connecting the dots. But to me, knowing what the potential causes or potential symptoms of a vaccine injury could be, we a hundred percent had all the things that I just described. But doctors would never tell you that. They would just say it's a stroke. It's a heart attack. It's a blood clot, and they would never connect the two. Speaker 0: Is there anything that would make you take a vaccination of any kind ever again? Speaker 1: They would have to kill me. Nothing. Nothing would make me take it.

I am literally telling you that they're murdering these people, and nobody will listen to me. These people aren't dying from COVID. They don't care what is happening to these people. They don't. I'm literally coming here every day and watching them kill them. It's like going in the fucking twilight zone. Like, everyone here is okay with this. The only way I can kind of put this into context for everybody is an extreme example: He's like, if we were in Nazi Germany and they were taking the Jews to go put them in a gas chamber, I'm the one like, they're saying, hey. This is not good. This is bad. We should not be doing this. And then everyone tells me, hang in there. You're doing a great job. You can't save everybody. But these people aren't dying from COVID. Let me give you several examples here. An anesthesiologist intubated the patient’s right bronchus and of a patient, and they couldn't get the stats up. For about five hours, we were waiting on a chest x-ray to confirm that the placement was wrong. In the meantime, while we're waiting for that, and we've told the anesthesiologist that it was placed wrong because, like, literally only one side of his fucking chest is inflating, he dies. A patient had a heart rate of 40, and the resident starts doing chest compressions on him, which is not what you do. You just externally pace them or you give him some atropine. Then I run in there to stop him from doing chest compressions on somebody with the fucking pulse. And then he decides to push epi. He throws some pads on him to defibrillate the guy in bradycardia. Okay? He has a heart rate of 40 and a stable, you know, bradycardic rhythm. We just need to give him, like, somatropine and pace him. He fucking defibrillates him and kills him. I ran out of the patient’s room to get the director of nursing who was standing out there. And I’m like, can you stop him? He’s going to kill that patient. He’s going to kill that patient if he defibrillates him with bradycardia and a heart rate of 40. The director of nursing just shook his head, and I turned around, and he killed the dude. There was a nurse who placed an NG tube into some guy’s lungs and filled his lungs with tube feeding. There was a nurse who confused a long-acting insulin with a short-acting insulin and gave thirty units of a fast-acting insulin and killed the guy. It’s just here they’re just gonna let them rot on the vent. They’re medically mismanaging these patients. And, like, I’m not a doctor, but there’s basic standards of care. When somebody’s low on blood, literally on the brink of a critical low blood level, we should replace the blood. I asked the residents, and they’re like, does he have internal bleeding? And I said, no. Then they’re like, well, we’re not replacing the blood. In these COVID patients, they all eventually need a blood transfusion. Their blood—if you don’t have enough blood to oxygenate your body, the vent settings don’t fucking matter because you have no oxygen carrying capacity of your blood. We have a nurse who fell asleep at the nurses’ station while we were all in rooms, and her norepinephrine ran out. And the guy had no fucking blood pressure and didn’t perfuse his brain, and I’m pretty sure his brain dead. That same nurse is now running a CRRT machine, a dialysis-like machine, that she has never done before. She said she’ll figure it out. I’m pretty fucking smart, and I figure a lot of shit out, but I would never attempt to try and figure out a CRRT machine on the fly. We are adequately staffed. There’s a shit ton of staff in there, like, and we have a nurse who does CRRT in there. She has a different patient load. We told them, swap these nurses so the one that knows how to work this machine can work this machine, but they didn’t wanna do that. So I’m pretty sure that patient will be dead here in a couple hours. Nobody is listening. They don’t care what is happening to these people. They don’t. I’m literally coming here every day and watching them kill them. I mean, we’re not gonna save everybody. That’s fine. Like, come on, guys. We’re not God. Some of these people are just on sedation to keep them on the vents. Nothing else. I have a lady on a tracheostomy on a vent, and she’s not even fucking cognizant. She’s not even on sedation. You know what we give her every day? I give her breathing treatments, albuterol, and she gets insulin. And that’s it. We’re not treating the COVID, guys. For real, we’re not treating the COVID. You know, every day, we try and get these guys off the vents. Right? Because there’s criteria for weaning. Every day, the day shift nurse will wean them down to minimum sedation. Every night, we come in and we get the same two residents and they fucking max out all the sedation again and undo all the work from the day shift. Then the day shift attending will come in, and they’ll all do rounds. And they’ll be like, he wasn’t synchronizing with the vent. So we had to turn all the sedation on. And I’m like, he wasn’t synchronizing with the vent because it’s in the wrong vent mode. I even tried getting a hold of Black advocacy groups here. They just put me on hold or hang up on me. Tried talking to management. Now I got new units. And someone come up with some type of a solution for me because I’m kind of out of ideas. You know, I try and talk with some of the other nurses here, and they’re like, well, you can’t save everybody. And they all know what’s happening. They all agree with me and they all just shake their heads and I’m like, am I the only one who is not a sociopath to think that this is okay? I mean, guys, they literally don’t even know when they’re dead. Like, how many times have I told you they’ve assigned me a dead person? Like, how long have they been dead? Nobody knows. Like, how is anybody assessing anything without a stethoscope? Normally, we have disposable stethoscopes, but I brought my old chunky one. Nobody has listened to anybody’s lungs as long as I’ve been here. Even with disposable stethoscopes. I keep telling them that, you know, the guys are like, my patient’s going acidosis. We need to do something about this before his kidneys shut down. Then they run five liters of bicarb into a person who’s gained 20 pounds of water weight and completely throw him into heart failure, and he dies several hours later. That was one of my patients. So I let them know. They had me start the bicarb before I left one night. And by the time I came back the next shift, he was dead. And they assigned him to me, and he was already in a body bag. Like, guys, they’re not dying of COVID. I am literally telling you that they’re murdering these people, and nobody will listen to me. My lead at the other hospital warned me I’d have a problem and advocate for the patients too. They moved him to a completely different hospital. I tried reaching out, but he hasn’t texted me. I’m going to the unit. Let’s see how they kill him there. Okay? Stay safe. Stay out of NYC for your health care.

I saw blood coming out of his head in the front row, but thankfully he is walking now.

On the 21st of Q2, 2023, the patient was in the hospital. From the 14th to the 9th of September 2022, the patient received supportive care. Although it didn't explicitly mention end-of-life cases, the hospital's supportive care package is essentially an end-of-life care plan.

I'm at the funeral home with some guys. There's a clot in the iliac artery, which is unusual. The clots got worse over time. We tried draining fluid from the carotid artery but it stopped. A big clot came out, surprising us. The only way to see this in the body is through internal examination.

- He is described as a 100% hero on social media. - He has two shots: one in his arm and one in his hands. - The speaker has not been able to talk to him today. - Upon arriving, they were told there isn’t much access inside because he has to undergo surgery. - The speaker is still waiting to see him.

I appreciate the slang, but it's the best I can do. He needs an ambulance, they're talking about it.

They kicked everyone out, cleaned up, and were about to leave. They checked if I was breathing, took a while to breathe. I was face down for a bit. He always put a passcode in the office.

I had 2 brain aneurysms, requiring surgery where they had to remove the top of my head. The doctor said my chances of surviving were 35-50%. I asked about potential side effects if I lived, and he mentioned speech issues due to the location of the aneurysm. I wished they had told me this before my presidential campaign to avoid complications.

Say. Charlie was shot at that event. He was transported to a local hospital where he later passed. Last night, his body was moved to the office the state office of the medical examiner. We will continue to facilitate movements to get him home today and with his family.

Yo. Check this out. Shocking news. A 42 year old mechanic escaped from a hospital in the Northern United States in a state of panic, shouting, they wanna take my organs. At first, police believed he was delirious after a minor accident. But two hours later, a raid changed everything. The man, Mark Delcourt, was admitted for a minor injury, but his file had been altered to irrecoverable, and he was moved to a technical sash maintenance wing. Do y'all see this shit? The doors were locked. The cameras were turned away. Mark heard two people whispering, no family. We start tonight. In panic, he ripped out his IV, crawled into a ventilation duct, and escaped. Police thought he was still panicking, but Mark insisted there are more people alive in there. At zero zero forty seven, a special tactical unit raided the basement. They found four patients strapped down, one lying on a table next to a tray of surgical tools stained with dried blood. Behind a false wall, they discovered a secret room containing six unregistered medical refrigerators and 28 files marked with a red x. The American public is in shock. A hospital supposedly the safest place suddenly appears to be the most dangerous for patients without family by their side. Please, please take somebody with you to the hospital when you go.

The speaker describes a medical situation in which cancer had spread extensively: “In my neck, my liver, my bladder, my pancreas, and in my bones from head to toe.” He notes that when small cell lung cancer metastasizes this far, the prognosis is extremely poor, stating that “Life expectancy goes below one percent.” Shortly after, he received a call from a large animal veterinarian who shared a remarkable anecdote involving cancer research at Merck Animal Health on the veterinary medicine side. The veterinarian explained that a scientist working there had been implanting cancer in mice for research, and as a result her entire mouse population developed intestinal parasites. According to the story, the scientist administered fenbendazole, the drug commonly used to treat parasites in animals. Remarkably, not only did the drug save the mice from dying of intestinal parasites, but weeks later it appeared to cure the mice of cancer as well. The speaker recounts this as a concise answer to the question at hand about possible treatments. Motivated by this anecdote, the speaker began taking fenbendazole himself, starting the day after receiving the veterinarian’s account. He reports that “three and a half months later” he was all clear of cancer. In summary, the speaker connects a dire prognosis for widespread metastasized cancer with an anecdotal account from a large animal veterinary context: fenbendazole, used for parasitic infections in animals, purportedly cured cancer in mice in that story, and the speaker credits starting fenbendazole with achieving an all-clear status several months later.

They said to take a look at what happened to months old.

We visited the land of unconfirmed witnesses. Afterward, he died. I'm sure our visit had something to do with it.

I got it! Nobody else did. He looks okay. He seems fine.

Units were arriving and being sent to work. For some, these would be their final moments. And then it happened.

It is unknown what occurred in the final minutes or his intentions. However, he was present, and something seemingly transpired. The specifics remain unclear.

Yeah. He'd been in the same bed literally for a hundred and two days. It still ain't what we knew him before this situation, but we're grateful for, you know, the the progress so far.

Speaker 0: I woke up this morning with what felt like a heart attack. We quickly went to a hospital seven minutes away from our Airbnb. After three EKGs, I was showing signs of possible heart attack, so I was quickly transported to another hospital where they began to prep me. They inserted a catheter through my wrist into my heart. The results showed no heart attack, but I do have inflammation in my heart, so they’re keeping me overnight. I have some chest pain right now and I’m on a lot of morphine, but it is what it is. I’m hoping they figure out what’s wrong with me, but I’ll be here.

I woke up with symptoms like a heart attack and went to the hospital. Tests showed no heart attack but inflammation in my heart. I'm staying overnight for observation.

The hearse heads out into West London. Emily Morgan's death is irreversible.