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SheThinksLiberty's avatar

Growing up, going to the doctor meant something very serious was afoot -- a "major medical" event had occurred or was underway. Otherwise? No going to the doctor. Your mother, mostly, patched you up, got you through your sore throats or whatever else ailed you. No doctor.

As I grew into young womanhood, the shift had begun. Why, everyone needed to see "their doctor" for a regular "check-up." Especially women. Why, you girls, you just don't know what could be going on with all those parts. You need a white coat to pick and poke and prod because, well, you never know.

Well. I knew. I knew that God had designed and intended me for health and healing. That certainly excluded any of that horrific poking that women endure as part of their annual "physicals." Are you freakin' kidding me??

I determined that there was something deeply wrong with the white coats and the whole medical "system." I. Stopped. Going. Though I'd only had a handful of encounters on my own by my mid-20's, I stopped going. One of my more astute observations leading to one of my best decisions. Ever.

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Frank Jeffries's avatar

Amazing people trust M.D.s. They are complete Quacks. Good for 1 percent of problem's…. Dire emergencies. The rest is all bullshit. People fucked up by the vaccines deserve the it.. but not the kids. For 40-100 years we have known ALL vaccines are poison . Unreal..

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