Dr. John Reizer
An absence of light consumes me as total darkness fills my surroundings.
What is this place?
A better question: Where am I?
I feel the cold, metallic surface below. Arms restrained, fingers acting as eyes, tactilely trying to gather sensory information so my brain above can make sense of a foreign environment offering me little in the way of clues.
A high-pitched noise briefly interrupts the silence; it teases my ears. The sound comes from my right side. I am looking toward the noise, trying to see the unseeable. It’s useless! I am staring into a sea of blackness.
There it is again – that noise.
What is this place?
Where am I?
The air, it seems cold and odorless. I am present but absent at the same time, if that makes any sense. Annoying sensations of pins and needles are traversing through my body. I cannot seem to get movement out of anything but my fingers.
That damn noise is irritating!
I sense motion around me, people moving about. I am trying to call out to them.
Help! Somebody help me, I need somebody to help me! The words won’t come out; they’re trapped within the confines of my mind. I cannot move my lips to make the thoughts audible.
“Jillian Barr,” says a voice nearby.
“Yes, I agree; it is Jillian Barr,” another voice replies.
There are people around me talking. I want to speak, call out to them.
I am here; please help me!
I can’t get the words out.
A third person speaks, “It is definitely Jillian Barr!”
The people beside me are having a conversation about someone named Jillian.
Who is Jillian?
Is that me?
Is that who I am?
Is my name Jillian Barr?
Help me; I am trapped!
A forty-six-year-old woman is strapped to a gurney inside an ambulance. She’s hooked up to several IVs and medical monitors.
A sound from one of the instruments administering medicine to the patient can be heard in the background.
Two EMTs are seated beside the woman, trying to keep her condition from worsening. A third member of the team is driving the ambulance to the hospital less than five minutes away.
One of the EMTs working on the woman reviewed the case notes she scribbled down ten minutes earlier inside the woman’s home. The patient’s husband gave the EMT crew the particulars concerning what had happened.
“Anne Simpson, a forty-six-year-old Caucasian woman with no remarkable past medical conditions. The patient is one hundred thirty-six pounds and non-responsive. The patient’s vital signs appear normal, and there are no abnormal cardiac rhythms observable at the time of transport.
“The patient received her first COVID-19 vaccination 24 hours prior and began to complain about numbness and tingling sensations throughout her body several hours after receiving the injection.
“The following morning, the patient could not walk and experienced facial paralysis on the right side. The patient’s husband called EMS upon seeing the condition of his wife.”
The ambulance arrived at the hospital emergency entrance. The driver opened the back door to the ambulance and assisted the other two technicians in transporting the patient outside the vehicle.
“Guillain-Barre,” said one of the EMTs.
The other tech looked at the patient nodding in agreement. “Yes, I agree; it is Guillain-Barre.”
The ambulance’s driver made it unanimous as the three EMTs wheeled the woman inside the facility’s emergency room entrance. “It is definitely Guillain-Barre!”
Don’t take the vaccines!
If you truly want to stop the spread of Sars-cov-2, turn off the mainstream media programs.