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Date Posted: 20:18:29 02/05/02 Tue
Author: Rita
Subject: 5-15-96

May 15, 1996

A "then and now" dream appeared about coordinating and comparing the
chapter titled May 15, 1996 with fiction and reality. As soon as the dream
used the word "Coordinating", I knew the blood test subject was complicated.
Sometimes dreams inspired me to investigate the authenticity of reality.
They arouse the differences between what is real and what is merely
fantasy.

First, I coordinated the blood test reality, then I tried to remember what
might appear as fiction. My first guess was the day after hubby cadaver
body part replacement surgery, which would have been July 10, 1996. Death
had taken a human figure form as a man wearing a black cowboy hat. Death
and a dying man (who wore a brown cowboy hat) had entered hubby's hospital
room. The words that Death had told the dying man were smeared as written
words on the wall. The written words were a vision. There was also a
vision in 1998 when a spacey dagger appeared. First, the blood test
reality:

May 15, 1996 was when I met the second person that was a man carrying the
blank 2'X1' white sign who appeared in the "God Visits" dream. He was a
doctor at the St. Joseph Hospital. My husband's blood test was the
following:

TEST RESULT RANGE (BRITISH) (MEAN)

White Blood Cells 10.2
Neutrophils 9.2 H 2.0-9.0 (2.4-6.2) 3.0
Lymphocytes 0.5 0.4-3.5 (1.1-3.3) 2.1
Monocytes 0.5 0.0-1.0 (0.14-0.7) 0.36
Eosinophils 0.0 0.0-0.5 (0.02-0.3) 0.14
Basophils 0.0 0.0-0.2 (0-0.08) 0.03

The white blood cell activity called the Eosinophils and
Basophils had disappeared, and an infection that had encircled and was
destroying hubby's heart was going unnoticed.

The British hematologist's information was greatly appreciated.
The foreign hematologist had found the establishing of a personal blood
test figure interesting. There were different blood test methods used.

The prior year (1995) I had met the dark haired woman carrying the blank
2' X1' white sign who appeared in the "God Visits" dream. She was the
emergency room doctor at Crittenton Hospital. At the 1995 time, blood
tests were again done and again a laboratory figure was raised 10 times the
normal figure, and again blood abnormalities were not flagged. Again,
hubby left the hospital without antibiotics.

My husband's blood test was the following:
TEST RESULTS LAB INCREASE (Lab Normal) PERSONALIZED
Neutrophils 68.5 30-80 (54-62) 59
Lymphocytes 20.2 20-60 (25-33) 30
Monocytes 8.2 2-10 (3-7) 5
Eosinophils 1.5 .01-5.00 (.01-3) 1
Basophils 1.7 .01-5.00 (0-0.5) 0.2*

Notice the White Cell Basophils personalized figure.

At the time (1994) of the "God Visits" dream, my husband's blood test was
the following:

TEST RESULT LAB INCREASE( Lab Normal) PERSONALIZED
White Blood Cells 8.4 4.5-11.0 (4.5-10.0) 6
Platelet Count 285 140-400 (150-350) 225
Neutrophils 68.7 30-80 (54-62) 59
Lymphocytes 16.3 20-60 (25-33) 30
Monocytes 12.9 2-20 (3-7) 5
Eosinophils 1.1 .01-5.00 (.01-3) 1
Basophils .9 .01-5.00 (0-0.5)* 0.2**
*Basophils high tolerance level. A 5% was used on the blood test instead
of the suggested normal high of 0.5%.

**Notice the decimal point

In less than two months after meeting the second man on May 15,
1996, my husband needed a cadaver body part to replace the bacterial
damage done. The 1974 subject of withholding antitumor/antiviral
antibiotics had manifested to surgically removing bacterial-infections.
The permitting of bacteria to destroy organs had become popular
and profitable.

After I had met the 1995 doctor dream person, I began writing
all over the world to see what white-blood-cell differential figures other
countries used. In April 1996 my husband had a death dream. Also in
April, I had received a letter from a British hematologist. He compared
both country figures and referred to the figure that I was looking for as
mine as a mean. What should a person do with medical lies that were
used to cover-up the purpose of a blood test?

Stacy, our college child, was in her room. I knocked and put
her light on as I entered. Stacy was lying in bed and watching
television. "I have a problem and I would like your opinion," I said,
waving the British hematologist's two-page letter. In my eyes,
medical lies that remained lies were a Death Wish that my generation
was leaving to hers.

I handed daughter the British hematologist informative letter
and sat Indian style on the floor, waiting for her reply, which was:
"Mother, it's because you don't listen."

"You didn't turn to the second page," I snapped, "Will you
please read the letter first? Then throw in your opinion!"

After daughter read what I thought was only the first
paragraph, she gave another opinion: "Mother you not only don't
know how to listen, but you have problems reading, and you leave
out the fact that people have feelings. Like the other day, you
made me feel like dad's sickness is my entire fault."

Immediately, I remembered the snowstorm and daughter's added
aggravation. So I refreshed both our memories by saying, "To go out in a
heavy snow storm when you don't have to go any place, and have dad and
I push on your truck so that you can get out of the driveway was annoying.
Your dad was sick and was thinking that he was dying, and knowing your
dad he probably is! Now back to the British hematologist's letter. Your
dad's blood-bacterial level was over the high level for over two years and
remained untreated. My problem: I don't know if I should tell him or what
I should do with this tid-bit of information."

Again daughter replied: "It's because you don't listen. Now,
I listened to you, and I even read the complete letter."

So, I again pointed to the 1994 and 1995 blood tests that
showed cell activity. The St. Joseph Hospital 1996 blood test had showed
that same cell activity as disappeared!

Stacy shook her head, answering, "Now that's exactly what I
mean. You did not listen. We both know that the doctors will not come
here. We know that the only place that we can go is to the doctor/drug
prescriber. If the doctor wishes to prescribe poison, then we all will
simply have to die!"

I stood up and proceeded to leave when daughter reminded: "Now
shut off my light on your way out. Remember, you turned it on when you
entered."

My thoughts rambled about the Mutated Theory. I had paid as
much as $169 for a drug prescriber to write a penicillin prescription.
After receiving the written prescription, I was then able to go to a drug
store and pay an additional $10 for the penicillin. The one penicillin
prescription was not enough antibiotics. I felt that a second
prescription for the Gram-negative bacterial activity should have also
been written, but I had no access to any except the one that the doctor
prescribed. The Mutated Theory about the American brain that used
20% penicillin and 0% human brain was annoying. It was similar to a
cold war side effect, and it was noticed in Michigan. Medical mistruths
were applied and people were forced to abide and die to a drug
prescriber dictatorship.

It was simply an extension of the century-old evil Michigan doctor's
curse: "I'll see you and your siblings sick and dead before I see you
receive the 1908 tuberculosis vaccine."

Meanwhile a Larry from a well-known medical association in
Chicago had called. I was not home, and my husband answered the phone.
Between my husband Bill and Larry from Chicago, they decided that all
penicillin history came from Marie Curie, who was Polish. Marie Curie was
most noted for her work in radioactivity about 1903, which was when she
won the Nobel Prize in Physics. The country she lived in was France.

When my husband told me about his conversation with Larry, I
went to the bookcase for an encyclopedia and returned, saying, "Under the
Nobel prize winners for Physiology or medicine dated 1945, you will find
the names Sir Alexander Fleming, Ernst Chain, and Sir Howard Florey.
You do not see the name Marie Curie! After listening to you guys, I'll
stick with my 'God Visits' dream and the areas that God tells me to
research!"

A few years later (1998), I ran into Cousin Gerald who had
found the dream titled "God Visits" interesting. The words began to twist,
turning to mockery about the Dream's accuracy when it was compared with
Medical History Reality. Shortly, Cousin Gerald accused me of knifing him
in the back. Of course, I felt that it was he who knifed me.

Well, you know how dreams go. In a finger-snap, a spacey
dagger appeared in my right hand. A spacey dagger could be thrown
through space from Michigan to Alberta. The dagger itself represented
that when thrown "it" would hit the heart. The thought about throwing
the spacey dagger's straight shot to the heart appeared. I was that angry
at Cousin Gerald's backstabbing accusation and in reality I was
surrounded with medical liars.

As I pulled my arm back to throw the dagger, Cousin Gerald had
putted Cousin Ken in front of him. So I didn't throw the dagger, but
wondered why the vision?

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