Transplant Denied

Twitter: Jeff Davis, MD

Prior to calling it a night yesterday (I was to bed around 9:20 p.m.), I watched a thrilling women's MMA YouTube match on T.V. via our Android TV Box. The video was 23 minutes, and the fight had originally taken place back in April 28, 2012: Invicta FC1 FOTN: Leslie Smith and Kaitlin Young.

These two positively brawled!

The commentators spoke of Kaitlin Young as being a heavy hitter, while Leslie Smith was more of a cumulative puncher, but it seemed to me that Leslie was hitting every bit as hard as Kaitlin besides racking up more strikes ─ and the battered face of Kaitlin was proving this.

As well, after the fight, Leslie was full of smiles, but Kaitlin did not look at all happy.

Nevertheless, both battlers had put in all three of the five-minute rounds. The judges decision was exceptionally unusual, but I wholeheartedly agreed with it.

No one was yet home when I retired, my cellphone alarm set for 1:30 a.m. to get me up to ready for a five-mile+ walk. Actually, now that I rethink my bedtime, I recollect that it was nigh 9:40 p.m., for I was perturbed that I was not allowing myself four full hours in bed.

Regardless, it was not to matter. The point arrived when I found myself so awake that I had to check the time to see if it was worthwhile trying to gain further sleep. It was not.

Seeing the time to be 1:15 a.m., I only lay another two minutes at most before recognizing the futility of wasting the time, so I rose.

Not much thereafter, I heard my youngest stepson arrive home, but at least he restricted himself to the boys' den area and was no impediment to me. His older brother apparently had a 12-hour graveyard shift and would be working until 6 a.m., so he was no issue whatsoever.

It was claimed online that the temperature hereabouts was 12.5° Celsius, but that was untrue ─ it was distinctly warmer out there. A fully-clothed weigh-in before I left was rather disappointing: about 187½ without my black denim jacket, and easily 190 pounds with it on.

I think that it was 2:05 a.m. by the time I was away.

Once I reached the elementary school playground early into my walk where I would be exercising, I felt too warm to attempt the pull-ups and chin-ups with my jacket on, so I removed it.

And somehow, despite the earlier weight I registered at home, I attained my latest achievement for most totals that I had only managed twice on consecutive nights several days ago: five and then three pull-ups in the first two sets; three chin-ups in the two middle sets; and finally, two pull-ups between a pair of gymnastics-style rings in the final two sets, with the last pull-up held at highest elevation for a 15-count.

I then did 10 slow full-range push-ups in a declined position on a cement ramp.

The night sky was clear, and a reasonably full moon illuminated everything. Apart from that, I cannot recall aught worth mentioning; and it was either 4:11 or 4:12 a.m. by the time I was back home.

I was back to bed possibly as late as 5:45 a.m., and not to rise again until maybe 8:30 a.m.

My younger brother and I were to only watch two videos on T.V. via our Android TV Box during the latter half of the morning. I led us off with a 22-minute addition yesterday to Rumble's AKStraightSpeaks channel: Organ Transplant Denied, Dr. Pelech on the death of Sheila Lewis.

Sheila Lewis NCI Testimony:
https://rumble.com/v2oibc0-shelia-lewis-gives-her-heartbreaking-story-on-her-transplant-being-withdraw.html

So many people deserve murder charges and convictions that it is impossible.

The second video was 1½ hours (1:33:44), and had been livestreamed to Rumble's Vaccine Safety Research Foundation channel two days ago: VSRF Livestream #92 - The Yeadon Files: Former Pfizer Scientist Speaks Out.

Former Pfizer Vice President Mike Yeadon sits down with VSRF Founder Steve Kirsch for a wide-ranging discussion on Big Pharma, the Covid-19 vaccine, and the Corporate-State censorship regime.

Steve was uncharacteristically quiet for the longest time once he and guest Dr. Mike Yeadon were presented, for Dr. Yeadon was not short on things to say.

Alas, Steve eventually had to start being intrusive and actually excessively dense. Dr. Yeadon had made it clear that he personally does not believe that there really is a SARS-CoV-2 virus ─ or if there is, that it is responsible for any pandemic of deaths. As he explained, there was no excess mortality in 2020 ─ people only began dying after the introduction of the vaccines.

Yet idiot Steve kept presenting impossible questions, such as when he declared that he and his wife both had COVID and were able to monitor their recovery with some sort of diagnostic device. I cannot now recall just what the question was, but the premise was ludicrous in view of the fact that Dr. Yeadon was unable to accept that the couple had actually been sick with a SARS-CoV-2 virus. The diagnostic devise was ─ in his view ─ a deceptive scam to keep people convinced that there is such a virus infecting everyone.

Steve kept coming up with questions that required for there to be a COVID epidemic, and Dr. Yeadon was unable to cooperate and play along because he was unable to concede that premise ─ it was as if Steve was too dense to fathom the man's position.

And when Dr. Yeadon suggested that the diagnostic device was not actually identifying SARS-CoV-2, but was recognizing something else, Steve then insisted on knowing why somebody has not gone ahead and proven this?

How does Dr. Yeadon know? Could it maybe be that no research facility capable of making such an investigation would dare to do so because it would likely prove suicidal, or at least ruinous?

As Dr. Yeadon further said, he neither knows nor cares. If someone wants to take the time and effort to do the investigation, then go ahead; he is simply not curious enough to want to be bothered.

I honestly get very annoyed with Steve Kirsch and his blinkered need to keep pestering his guests for quantifiable percentages when it is all supposition and unrealistic.

I have to drop this ─ I want to try and watch a Christmas movie.

I am undergoing a Sabbath fast, so I never spent any time having a midday meal following the last video my brother and I watched. I was in bed having an early afternoon nap when he finished his bit of bed rest and left for the day to socialize.

Since it was a sunny day, I did sun this afternoon, beginning at 1:36 p.m. ─ I called it quits at 3:01 p.m.

Then I came into the house and soon began blogging, first on my private blog. What I want here to make record of is that around 5:40 p.m. I weighed myself while fully naked.

Almost unbelievably, I was a mere 178 pounds!

Finally, yesterday my wife said that she was supposed to work today and would be home at some point, but it is into the early evening now and that never happened. Will she be home late in the evening after work?

I likely will not still be up. I will not be rising tomorrow until 4 a.m., but I would still prefer not to become involved with my brother whenever he returns home. He would expect me to sit up with him deep into the midnight hour, or ever afterwards.