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Turbo~Force
(OP) User ID: 84802667 Australia 11/25/2022 06:13 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Thankyou. The hardest part for me is knowing that she died alone. I just wish it would have happened earlier in the day when I was there. Maybe I could have saved her. I still have a lot of guilt like I feel that I could have done more. I warned her about the possible dangers of the covid vaccine but never really pushed her into not getting it. Her GP talked her into getting it and she trusted him as a long-term doctor of over 20 years. Joseph Jaden Jacobs °Turbo~Force° |
anon non anon User ID: 79374496 United States 11/25/2022 06:23 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Thankyou. The hardest part for me is knowing that she died alone. I just wish it would have happened earlier in the day when I was there. Maybe I could have saved her. I still have a lot of guilt like I feel that I could have done more. I warned her about the possible dangers of the covid vaccine but never really pushed her into not getting it. Her GP talked her into getting it and she trusted him as a long-term doctor of over 20 years. IMO you were not there physically, but at least she had you in her life and knows that you cared, so IMO you were there, just not at the time. We all make our own choices. There are a few that I tried to warn about the potential dangers of the shot. Some listened, some did not. This is the start of a difficult road we all are traveling on. Sounds like you are one of the folks who will be a beacon of love and hope throughout all of this. I thank you for it, and I'm sure that's why Mary loves you so much. |
BFD
User ID: 77758453 United States 11/25/2022 06:24 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | You can't help people that believe everything the television or their "doctors" say. It's also tough as a nice person to tell someone how to live, especially with important things like their health. INFJ/Conservative Artist |
Turbo~Force
(OP) User ID: 84802667 Australia 11/25/2022 06:35 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | She had this beautiful silver cross. It was only about 3cm big and when you put your eye up to the centre and look in you can read a holy prayer magnified. I have never seen anything like it before. It also has 4 beautiful little tiny gems on each side of the cross. They are ruby's I think. It is my lucky charm. Joseph Jaden Jacobs °Turbo~Force° |
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User ID: 84817588 Greece 11/25/2022 07:49 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My Beloved friend. She was 75 when she died. I run a small cleaning business of which now I am semi-retired. I have kept only half a dozen of my long-term customers so I am lucky to work 15-20 hrs per week these days. Mary was one of my very first customers from when I first started at the age of 19. I am 40 now, she died in July last year. She was 55 when I first started. She was mostly confined to her house due to severe arthritis but she was still able to care for herself albeit with great difficulty. Until the day she died she still managed to shower and look after herself without too much assistance. Quoting: Turbo~Force She died suddenly in her sleep from a stroke. She never smoked or drank alcohol. She refused pain medications. She went the alternative path - herbal treatments, healthy eating, and a huge concoction of vitamins each day. When I first took her onboard as a customer as a young lad she told me that she couldn't afford to pay me but she would reward me in other ways. I didn't think much of it at the time. At the beginning I used to go to her place every Sunday morning and spend roughly 2 hours doing some light cleaning and getting her small house spotless. She was a very clean and posh lady and I was even cleaning things that didn't need to be cleaned, that's how thorough I was. When I was finished cleaning she used to always have a nice cold glass of milk and some cookies waiting for me on the coffee table in the loungeroom and we would sit and chat for an hour or so. I would mostly listen to her old stories which were actually quite interesting. The time would always fly. So this regular Sunday routine continued on for many weeks until one day she handed me an envelope as we sat in her loungeroom. My initial thoughts were that she was handing me a little bit of money for my work over the past 10 weeks or so. So I said thanks and just folded it and put it in my pocket and continued eating a cookie. Straight away I sensed something was different there was a good 60 second pause and she sat there staring at me in anticipation. "Open it" she said with a huge smile on her face. As I reached into my pocket she said - "There is just one condition, I would like you to come over 2 days every week, and also do my laundry and my grocery shopping". I wasn't sure quite how to think at that point. Part of me was disappointed because I was worried all these extra hours for little return would interfere with the other jobs I had lined up with other customers. I stared at the envelope for a few seconds and carefully teared it open. It was a formal looking document. It was her will. She had left me her house. And her jewellery collection. I was speechless. I didn't know how to react, let alone what to say. Before I had a chance to say anything she said - "This is what I want, and I trust you to keep to your end of the bargain" I nodded in agreement and the rest is history. For the next two decades I stuck to my end of the bargain. I treated her as my number 1 customer and she loved it. Rarely a day passed in that entire period where I didn't drop in or speak to her on the phone at the very least. In the final couple of years when her arthritis got really bad, I would visit her every single day and also make her bed and prepare her some meals for easy access in the fridge and any other things to make her life easier. I know it was the Pfizer that killed her. I was always convinced that she would go on for at least another decade or so. She was a strong and determined woman with a hell of a lot of fight still left in her. I found her early one morning. I rang the doorbell as usual and within 60 seconds I knew something wasn't right. I ran like clockwork. I was always there at 9.00 on the dot. She loved my punctuality and was always there ready to greet me within 20 seconds. Another minute had passed. She gave me a spare key for the front door when I was much younger but I never envisioned that I would ever need to use it. I raced back home and got the key and let myself in. That's when I found her. I was devastated. I cried for hours that day. I have never experienced such a loss. She was the dearest soul you would ever meet. I sold the house around 6 months later. I lived there for a brief period, hoping to make contact with her on the other side. Nothing eventuated, nothing out of the ordinary. I even slept in her room where she died. But nothing. I have vowed to never sell her jewellery. She had a huge collection, around 50 items, all fine quality and mostly antique. I will take them to the grave with me. I am hoping by keeping them that her spirit will be drawn back one day so I can say my last goodbye. I'm really sorry for your loss God rest Mary's soul The tongue has no bones, but bones it crashes |
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User ID: 84817588 Greece 11/25/2022 07:50 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | They pushed it on all of the old folks... I explained everything to my grandmother but she just trusted the doctor in the end. Quoting: BFD You can't help people that believe everything the television or their "doctors" say. It's also tough as a nice person to tell someone how to live, especially with important things like their health. That's so true The tongue has no bones, but bones it crashes |
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User ID: 84817588 Greece 11/25/2022 07:55 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Thankyou. The hardest part for me is knowing that she died alone. I just wish it would have happened earlier in the day when I was there. Maybe I could have saved her. I still have a lot of guilt like I feel that I could have done more. I warned her about the possible dangers of the covid vaccine but never really pushed her into not getting it. Her GP talked her into getting it and she trusted him as a long-term doctor of over 20 years. Don't feel any guilts OP. You did more than you can imagine helping Mary all these years, especially when her condition went worse, you were there every day to help her The tongue has no bones, but bones it crashes |
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User ID: 84078998 United States 11/25/2022 08:41 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My neighbor 63, who we purchased our land from was found dead on his couch 2 months ago. Had his laptop open, baby aspirin on the table next to him. Such a nice guy, was always there if I needed anything. I believe he had just taken the latest booster as his sister said he had been complaining of heart pains just 4 weeks prior. He got scans and they couldn't find anything. Troubling times we're living in |
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Anonymous Coward User ID: 84814840 United States 11/25/2022 08:46 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My Beloved friend. She was 75 when she died. I run a small cleaning business of which now I am semi-retired. I have kept only half a dozen of my long-term customers so I am lucky to work 15-20 hrs per week these days. Mary was one of my very first customers from when I first started at the age of 19. I am 40 now, she died in July last year. She was 55 when I first started. She was mostly confined to her house due to severe arthritis but she was still able to care for herself albeit with great difficulty. Until the day she died she still managed to shower and look after herself without too much assistance. Quoting: Turbo~Force She died suddenly in her sleep from a stroke. She never smoked or drank alcohol. She refused pain medications. She went the alternative path - herbal treatments, healthy eating, and a huge concoction of vitamins each day. When I first took her onboard as a customer as a young lad she told me that she couldn't afford to pay me but she would reward me in other ways. I didn't think much of it at the time. At the beginning I used to go to her place every Sunday morning and spend roughly 2 hours doing some light cleaning and getting her small house spotless. She was a very clean and posh lady and I was even cleaning things that didn't need to be cleaned, that's how thorough I was. When I was finished cleaning she used to always have a nice cold glass of milk and some cookies waiting for me on the coffee table in the loungeroom and we would sit and chat for an hour or so. I would mostly listen to her old stories which were actually quite interesting. The time would always fly. So this regular Sunday routine continued on for many weeks until one day she handed me an envelope as we sat in her loungeroom. My initial thoughts were that she was handing me a little bit of money for my work over the past 10 weeks or so. So I said thanks and just folded it and put it in my pocket and continued eating a cookie. Straight away I sensed something was different there was a good 60 second pause and she sat there staring at me in anticipation. "Open it" she said with a huge smile on her face. As I reached into my pocket she said - "There is just one condition, I would like you to come over 2 days every week, and also do my laundry and my grocery shopping". I wasn't sure quite how to think at that point. Part of me was disappointed because I was worried all these extra hours for little return would interfere with the other jobs I had lined up with other customers. I stared at the envelope for a few seconds and carefully teared it open. It was a formal looking document. It was her will. She had left me her house. And her jewellery collection. I was speechless. I didn't know how to react, let alone what to say. Before I had a chance to say anything she said - "This is what I want, and I trust you to keep to your end of the bargain" I nodded in agreement and the rest is history. For the next two decades I stuck to my end of the bargain. I treated her as my number 1 customer and she loved it. Rarely a day passed in that entire period where I didn't drop in or speak to her on the phone at the very least. In the final couple of years when her arthritis got really bad, I would visit her every single day and also make her bed and prepare her some meals for easy access in the fridge and any other things to make her life easier. I know it was the Pfizer that killed her. I was always convinced that she would go on for at least another decade or so. She was a strong and determined woman with a hell of a lot of fight still left in her. I found her early one morning. I rang the doorbell as usual and within 60 seconds I knew something wasn't right. I ran like clockwork. I was always there at 9.00 on the dot. She loved my punctuality and was always there ready to greet me within 20 seconds. Another minute had passed. She gave me a spare key for the front door when I was much younger but I never envisioned that I would ever need to use it. I raced back home and got the key and let myself in. That's when I found her. I was devastated. I cried for hours that day. I have never experienced such a loss. She was the dearest soul you would ever meet. I sold the house around 6 months later. I lived there for a brief period, hoping to make contact with her on the other side. Nothing eventuated, nothing out of the ordinary. I even slept in her room where she died. But nothing. I have vowed to never sell her jewellery. She had a huge collection, around 50 items, all fine quality and mostly antique. I will take them to the grave with me. I am hoping by keeping them that her spirit will be drawn back one day so I can say my last goodbye. lots of people leave this world with strokes.. it was not the jab.. it was just time for her to leave. |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 84074524 Germany 11/25/2022 08:46 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | sorry about the friend -- but -- what is your proof she died from the vaccine/boosters ? Quoting: Anonymous Coward 81220467 the vaxx and boosters have all been shown to be safe and effective, in long-term studies GMAMFB! What's your PROOF that you're actually alive right now and this isn't some kind of cosmic holodeck fantasy playing out? |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 84814840 United States 11/25/2022 08:47 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Thankyou. The hardest part for me is knowing that she died alone. I just wish it would have happened earlier in the day when I was there. Maybe I could have saved her. I still have a lot of guilt like I feel that I could have done more. I warned her about the possible dangers of the covid vaccine but never really pushed her into not getting it. Her GP talked her into getting it and she trusted him as a long-term doctor of over 20 years. it was her time to leave.. save her from what? Beloved.. this is the normal on this world. let go of your false guilt... and save yourself thus from it.. OK.. Love to you |
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Anonymous Coward User ID: 80881897 United States 11/25/2022 09:27 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My Beloved friend. She was 75 when she died. I run a small cleaning business of which now I am semi-retired. I have kept only half a dozen of my long-term customers so I am lucky to work 15-20 hrs per week these days. Mary was one of my very first customers from when I first started at the age of 19. I am 40 now, she died in July last year. She was 55 when I first started. She was mostly confined to her house due to severe arthritis but she was still able to care for herself albeit with great difficulty. Until the day she died she still managed to shower and look after herself without too much assistance. Quoting: Turbo~Force She died suddenly in her sleep from a stroke. She never smoked or drank alcohol. She refused pain medications. She went the alternative path - herbal treatments, healthy eating, and a huge concoction of vitamins each day. When I first took her onboard as a customer as a young lad she told me that she couldn't afford to pay me but she would reward me in other ways. I didn't think much of it at the time. At the beginning I used to go to her place every Sunday morning and spend roughly 2 hours doing some light cleaning and getting her small house spotless. She was a very clean and posh lady and I was even cleaning things that didn't need to be cleaned, that's how thorough I was. When I was finished cleaning she used to always have a nice cold glass of milk and some cookies waiting for me on the coffee table in the loungeroom and we would sit and chat for an hour or so. I would mostly listen to her old stories which were actually quite interesting. The time would always fly. So this regular Sunday routine continued on for many weeks until one day she handed me an envelope as we sat in her loungeroom. My initial thoughts were that she was handing me a little bit of money for my work over the past 10 weeks or so. So I said thanks and just folded it and put it in my pocket and continued eating a cookie. Straight away I sensed something was different there was a good 60 second pause and she sat there staring at me in anticipation. "Open it" she said with a huge smile on her face. As I reached into my pocket she said - "There is just one condition, I would like you to come over 2 days every week, and also do my laundry and my grocery shopping". I wasn't sure quite how to think at that point. Part of me was disappointed because I was worried all these extra hours for little return would interfere with the other jobs I had lined up with other customers. I stared at the envelope for a few seconds and carefully teared it open. It was a formal looking document. It was her will. She had left me her house. And her jewellery collection. I was speechless. I didn't know how to react, let alone what to say. Before I had a chance to say anything she said - "This is what I want, and I trust you to keep to your end of the bargain" I nodded in agreement and the rest is history. For the next two decades I stuck to my end of the bargain. I treated her as my number 1 customer and she loved it. Rarely a day passed in that entire period where I didn't drop in or speak to her on the phone at the very least. In the final couple of years when her arthritis got really bad, I would visit her every single day and also make her bed and prepare her some meals for easy access in the fridge and any other things to make her life easier. I know it was the Pfizer that killed her. I was always convinced that she would go on for at least another decade or so. She was a strong and determined woman with a hell of a lot of fight still left in her. I found her early one morning. I rang the doorbell as usual and within 60 seconds I knew something wasn't right. I ran like clockwork. I was always there at 9.00 on the dot. She loved my punctuality and was always there ready to greet me within 20 seconds. Another minute had passed. She gave me a spare key for the front door when I was much younger but I never envisioned that I would ever need to use it. I raced back home and got the key and let myself in. That's when I found her. I was devastated. I cried for hours that day. I have never experienced such a loss. She was the dearest soul you would ever meet. I sold the house around 6 months later. I lived there for a brief period, hoping to make contact with her on the other side. Nothing eventuated, nothing out of the ordinary. I even slept in her room where she died. But nothing. I have vowed to never sell her jewellery. She had a huge collection, around 50 items, all fine quality and mostly antique. I will take them to the grave with me. I am hoping by keeping them that her spirit will be drawn back one day so I can say my last goodbye. What a beautiful story. Thank you for sharing. Your friend chose to go when you werent there, she wanted to be alone. She loved you very much. Whatever you do, dont feel guilt for anything, life goes on . She will catch you on the flip side. |
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(OP) User ID: 84802667 Australia 11/27/2022 06:03 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | They pushed it on all of the old folks... I explained everything to my grandmother but she just trusted the doctor in the end. Quoting: BFD You can't help people that believe everything the television or their "doctors" say. It's also tough as a nice person to tell someone how to live, especially with important things like their health. I am finally booked in for an appointment with her doctor this week. I will be making him feel guilty and accusing him of being responsible for her death. I am booked in for a double appointment so I will be in no rush LMFAO Joseph Jaden Jacobs °Turbo~Force° |
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User ID: 56936210 United States 11/27/2022 06:08 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | High Blood Pressure is a silent killer and from the sounds of it she never went to the doctor to see if she had it, so that could be the reason. The vaxx kills... fact! "Politicians and diapers must be changed often, and for the same reason" Mark Twain |