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Date Posted: 21:35:04 11/09/02 Sat
Author: Rita
Subject: Chapter 7


The Walkover Page 1 of 2

Chapter 7 Words: 565

Oneself Dream



While staying at the Grand Hotel, I dressed in my black swimsuit and went to the swimming pool. As I stepped into the pool, I remembered a dream. Immediately, I visualized myself stepping into the swimming pool dream exactly as I had in a dream. The reality was as if a déjà vu. I was alone when entering the pool in both the dream and now. I interpreted the swimming-pool dream as looking-at-one-self. In reality, I didn’t swim very well; therefore I walked around the five-foot-deep pool, noticing as many details as possible.

My first thought was about the sign that said, “Do not swim alone”. The Grand was a big hotel. I noticed that I was the only one there, using the pool at 8 p.m. My second thought was that maybe I could drown and no one would notice. The stress disappeared as I thought about my guardian angel watching over me. My attention then wandered to my book of dreams where I actually had met the dream characters that had appeared in three different dreams. Each dream was filled with stress and each reality when they appeared was also stressful. The stress that was provoked when listening to medical lies was never properly explained; it was as if the medical lies involving the withholding of antitumor antibiotics didn’t exist. I believed that medical lies were a form of corruption and Health Sabotage, and certainly involved patriotic and personal stress along with untreated pathogen produced illnesses. I didn’t go to a doctor to be lied to. I expected the doctor to prescribe good medicines, not give inferior treatment that would result in continued sickness and even death!

Oneself Dream Page 2

My problem was and still is that I have no right to my most effective medicines. It was obvious that the Michigan doctors had used the prescription drug law to deprive my husband and me the right to our more effective medicines. I used my husband’s medical treatment records as an example about the medical liar’s information that I felt deprived me the right to my more effective medicines. It took a complete book to describe Hubby’s two cancers, bacterial-produced heart disease, a gall-bladder surgery, a hernia surgery, 8-inches of air accidentally in Hubby’s IV-line, and a biopsy that sounded as if the blood was sucked from the tissue in order to cover-up pathogen produced health problems. I certainly wished that someone had told me about the century old Michigan evil doctor’s curse. Corruption worked like skin cancer. First the cell-type personal infection appeared, then the sore-type deterioration spread. After the deterioration-spread, the point-of-origin would be ignored and deliberately lied about. If the shoe was on the other foot, of course, I would be dead! So again, I prayed that every one of the Michigan medical murderers dwell with their murdered though all of eternity!

Then I remembered that I had spoken to a Mississippi nurse about my husband’s 1996 Gentamicin Sulfate drug over-dosing. The nurse said that she knew that Gentamicin Sulfate only had a 10 to 12 day usage. Naturally, I told the lady that Michigan doctor’s knew that Gentamicin Sulfate drug over-dosed, yet they encouraged the drug to be used on a 6-week protocol. Michigan doctor’s had fed the public poisoned medical information and poisoned medicine. The nurse and I was over-come with depression, so the conversation was dropped.

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