Stealing Frank

Just one of the ultimate betrayals by the medical establishment

Francis was a wonderful man with a beautiful soul. To know him was to love him, it was as simple as that. He made his living running a corner store in a rural area of Michigan. He had customers from all over and he sold the gamut of sundries from baby food to cigarettes and car tires to gasoline. He was every customer’s friend and when they entered his store, he made them feel as if they were the most important person in the world. He had a gift. His retained book of people facts was a long and colorful one. Talking with him you would be uncertain if he were a democrat or a republican. I think he was whatever his current customer was.

He was interested in everyone and had a curious mind. He always had a story to tell. Right up until the time that he couldn’t. We could still see him in there, but his brain was failing him. He was diagnosed with PSP. To put it in the terms of an observer, his brain was failing his body by not getting the signals across that were needed for function. It was almost like a roadblock. We watched as he fell, misplaced words, broke things, choked on his food and water and just failed. We attributed it to old age, because when this started he was in his late 70’s. Turns out, he was not just an aging man, but one who had PSP.

Progressive supranuclear palsy (PSP) is a RARE brain disorder that causes problems with movement, walking and balance, and eye movement. It results from damage to nerve cells in the brain that control thinking and body movement. The disorder’s long name indicates that the disease worsens (progressive) and causes weakness (palsy) by damaging certain parts of the brain above nerve cell clusters called nuclei (supranuclear) that control eye movements.

Chihuly Glass. Reflecting the beauty of a soul.

Francis was sent to a nursing home. It was no assisted living community and there was nothing pretty about it. It was a grim necessity because none of us could deal with the care required for this type of disability. Food, one of his greatest joys, became the stuff of nightmares. Eventually, a feeding tube became necessary. His lively eyes seemed always the first to take the joke of his woeful predicament. I don’t know if that made the whole thing worse or better. Would it have been better for him to NOT know what was happening to him?

A diligent physician persevered and finally put a diagnosis to the symptoms. He may as well have been speaking Greek to us. It was in the days before Dr. Google had opened his 24/7 Diagnostic Warehouse, so, short of a trip to the library, we had to take the doctors word for it. But, it was a RARE disease and always lingering at the edge of our minds, like some strange relative come to Thanksgiving dinner, uninvited and smelly.

Francis deteriorated as predicted and the Good Lord took him home. Eventually. But, it horrified us all to watch the progression. His wife of fifty plus years made the tremendously painful decision to donate his brain to science to further study this disease that had taken his life. This was in 2005.

I finally decided to look up the results of this study in 2021. I had all the paperwork from the attending researcher. It turns out, in this study, there were 264 brains donated. Only 6 had a certain prion that told a little more of a story, and Francis’s was one of them. With the study long over and results being written up in medical journals, this “Doctor” made his reputation on the research done into this disease. We all had questions, especially the one about it being hereditary.

When I was doing research into PSP a year ago. I was in touch with the doctor who actually had his hands on the study material, if you get my drift. I asked questions about the jab and how it would affect the outcome of any future research or proclivity to acquire PSP. His answers were rote and it was scary, to tell you the truth. He spouted the party line in April 2021 that everyone should get jabbed and anyone with this disease, or a relative that had it, should be first in the line. Lots of blah blah blah.

Now, over a year later, we see many people literally dropping with ailments. Cancer that was in remission or gone has come back with a killing vengeance, heart attacks are happening left and right, not just to the old and infirm, but to the healthy, young and strong. Blood clots are causing death, lifetime paralysis and brain damage.

Nobody is asking why all these people we know are dying. I personally know 12 people who have died or been physically altered and will never be the same again. There is only one thing that they all had in common. They did what the government told them to do. They believed.

All the success in health research, cures for cancer, diabetes, heart disease, and any other ailment under the sun has all been for NOTHING when you factor in the mad jabbing of the last 18 months. Every study, every recommendation, every scientific breakthrough will NOW all be skewed. We feel betrayed. You cannot tell me that every study on every disease will be able to be taken seriously, due to the JF (jab factor). It will all be a lie. We feel as if donating Franks brain to this doctor was a ghoulish waste. He betrayed us by telling us that EVERYONE should get the jab, especially those who could be at risk for PSP or other disorders. He stated, that, as a matter of fact, our family should be first in line because of the possible heredity factor. I have it in an e-mail from April of 2021. I do not know how a respected neurologist could take Frank’s brain and study it and use the results to make a name for himself on the bodies of our dead and undo every study he has ever done by encouraging a jab with so many unknown effects.

There are no more absolutes in the world of medical research and study. The jab has made the sacrifice of donating one’s body to science a waste. It makes me sick. They stole Frank. And I will never trust them again…or forgive them.