Recent past
In early March of 2020, when news of a pandemic was filtering into our lives, I was working as an RN at SUNY Upstate Medical University in the Adult Emergency Department (ED). Some of my colleagues began to wear surgical masks after the WHO announcement of the COVID-19 pandemic on March 11th, 2020. That first day stands out in my memory. Our manager was a woman of immense character and intestinal fortitude. We had worked together more than a decade prior to when she hired me on at Upstate. I always had and have tremendous respect for her. She also took her marching orders from above seriously, and executed them diligently. That day, that first day when things really changed, she was rounding on staff and chewing them out for wearing masks. The message was simple. “Don’t wear masks, you’ll scare the patients.” Some of those interactions were intense. You don’t work in a Level 1 trauma center if you’re a pushover, and ours was a particularly seasoned and independently thinking team.
I also remember the next day. Clearly. My beloved manager and friend made the rounds again. This time, she was brow-beating staff…for NOT wearing masks. The switch had flipped. Right there they lost me.
Do you know the Paul Simon song Obvious Child from his album The Rhythm of the Saints?
Well I’m accustomed to a smooth ride
Or maybe I’m a dog who’s lost it’s bite
I don’t expect to be treated like a fool no more
I don’t expect to sleep through the night
Some people say a lie’s a lie’s a lie
But I say why
Why deny the obvious child?
Why deny the obvious child?
History
As a boy, I spent a week most summers at a Lutheran summer camp called Camp Calumet on Ossippee Lake in Freedom, NH. It was run by a wholesome group of boys and girls, but there must have been some adults in the mix. The food as I remember it was yummy. But spending the day running around outside in nature builds up an appetite. There was always “bug juice” to wash it down anyway. I learned to sail, and still do on Cayuga Lake in our home town of Ithaca, NY. I first heard Rocky Raccoon by the Beatles at a campfire. I kissed a few girls on the cheek at a dance. One summer, I came home with lice.
My scalp itched like crazy. There were little golden critters on the towel after my mom washed my hair with a special shampoo and combed them out. Honestly, it was all just another childhood experience. Much less of a big deal, because school was out and there wasn’t the stigma attached to it. Yet. Later that day I walked down the street to play Legos with a neighborhood friend. His mother knew I had just come back from camp and asked me if it was fun. Guileless, I proudly said “I got lice!”
Do you know those moments when you’re watching someone’s face as you’re interacting them and their expression changes? At the time, you think, “Hmmm, something just happened, but I’m not sure what.” Growing up in the household I did, I was especially sensitive to this, even if I didn’t know what it meant. Then hours, or days, or weeks, or even years later, you get another piece of information, and the lightbulb goes off. Aha! That’s why they looked that way. More about this in later posts.
I heard my friend’s mother on the phone, sounding upset, so my ears perked up. Next thing I knew, she said “Scott. (period, definitive, commandment) Your mother (not mom, formal, uh-oh) wants you to come home right now.” So much for Legos. I still had little clue until I got to the end of our driveway and saw my mom’s face, standing there with hands on her hips. There is a good reason that they say dynamite comes in small packages. This package was fixing to blow. Years later, I have to wonder what my mom was thinking when she let me wander out to play with our neighbor. Maybe she was just tired. That makes sense, sort of.
That day I learned that not everyone was as excited about contagious pestilence as I was. I also learned…as if I didn’t know already? I learned that adults don’t always know what they’re doing. Which, as I grew up, began to extend to authorities and institutions. Best to be doing some thinking of your own.
Present
For more than a year, our practice has been using spike antibody dilution as a proxy for determining spike levels in patients. In May of 2023 I presented about this at the FLCCC Alliance conference on spikopathy in Fort Worth, TX. You can access the excellent lectures for free from national and international experts on spikopathy at the FLCCC website. If you find value in what you learn, please consider making a donation to the FLCCC.
I explain to patients that using the spike ab is like using a mirror to look for the monster behind you. Actually, I say the vampire behind you, but aren’t they supposed to be invisible? We have this level on more than 500 patients, with more than 2000 data points. In early October things started to go sideways. Both vaccinated and unvaccinated patients, whose levels were below 1,000 u/mL began to retest at levels >25,000 u/mL. They hadn’t been sick. They didn’t get boosters. We have never seen this before. In a world of statistical analysis, this was a standard deviation of more than 20 from the mean. What changed? In consideration of the timing, these levels started to shoot up after the rollout of the COVID boosters in mid-September, and the patient tests were from the beginning of October onward.
My working hypothesis is that the latest round of COVID boosters, despite drastically reduced uptake by the general public, have potentiated the shedding of lipid covered nanoparticles, spike protein, and spike antibody. For a robust discussion of shedding, please see this Substack series by my practice partner Dr Pierre Kory, or this webinar from the FLCCC.
As we emerge from Thanksgiving, the patient messages are rolling in about downturns in their condition. Many of us traveled and spent time together with our extended families and friends, some of whom were recently boosted. The case studies of shedding are piling up on my virtual desk. What are we to do? The immediate answer is to educate ourselves about shedding, the science behind it, the steps we can take to neutralize spike using tools such as those provided by the FLCCC in its protocols. The longer answer is that we need to grapple with the present danger to our health, and the thoughts/feelings/hesitation that prevent us from having difficult conversations with the people we know and love.