My Story-Edited & Updated 2025

Inside a Dangerous Vaccine & Medical failings

A more in-depth look at a life nearly lost

Each Anniversary of what was very nearly a fatal covid vaccine feels like an achievement of sorts to still be here because unlike the media reports that have parroted “rare side effects seen by some” ever since the very beginning, it isn’t and hasn’t ever been in fact safe or even effective.

Through the governments paid media campaign to prevent anti-narrative content that would affect pharmaceutical sales by making the public vaccine hesitant, many people suffered from the fear pushed on the masses and underwent a medical treatment they didn’t need and sadly I was one of them.

I’d heard of some basic side effects of an achy arm and a headache so I booked a week off work in anticipation of anything untoward appearing and Monday morning the 22/2/21 rolled around like any other and so I joined the queue of cars at my local Drs surgery drive thru vaccination.

The lady Dr attending me was full of a cold and I couldn’t help thinking it didn’t bode well but she commented “don’t worry, you won’t catch anything” before asking me “can you roll up your sleeve” and then proceeded to jab me in my right arm before giving me a sheet listing basic side effects to look out for whilst I then waited in the carpark for 5 minutes to check for reactions.

I couldn’t help thinking how poorly it seemed to be organised with no one actually overseeing anyone sitting there waiting, “what happened to those feeling unwell” went through my mind but after my allotted time I left and drove to the supermarket to stock up on a few things in case I didn’t feel like going out for a few days.

Walking in the food-store I had a bit of an achy arm and a headache coming on but didn’t think too much of it, however back home it seemed to develop quite rapidly into an excruciatingly bad headache that felt like my head was being crushed in a vice and had great trouble processing thoughts so I went to bed with some pain relief and spent most of the next few days there.

On the Wednesday I rang my Drs surgery as I was concerned at the worsening effects of dizziness, fuzzy eyesight and confusion that was creeping in but straight away the receptionist told me “Don’t worry, that’s just normal side effects” to which i initially said “oh ok, thank you” and hoped for an improvement over the next few days.

On the Friday I rang with the same concerns to which I was again told “don’t worry, it’s just normal side effects” to which I did actually question this because it didn’t feel normal at all to me but no further advice was given apart from taking pain relief which I was already taking.

Heading into week 2 on the Monday I was feeling increasingly worried about a lack of improvement and the thoughts of confusion seemed to be getting more pronounced but again I was told “don’t worry it’s just normal side effects and to not do too much, but rest” bearing in mind I wasn’t actually doing anything at all but eat, sleep repeat but I did request a sick note because I was now absent from my job.

I’ve never had a huge amount of time off in my career apart from a couple of ill health occurrences many years before so it was a new arena for me dealing with reporting in by phone with reasons why I was absent and bearing in mind a boss told me quite clearly “you need to ring in an hour before your shift starts at 5am”.

So dealing with ever-increasing pressure from company bosses whilst I was trying to find out what was going on with my health wasn’t the best of things bearing in mind I slept fitfully and that I’d just reached 9 years with them didn’t bring any thoughts of empathy at all.

Anyway, after waiting a few more days I contacted my Drs surgery again on the Wednesday and after presenting my symptoms I was told someone would call back later that day to arrange a check-up which was what I’d been waiting a week and a half for.

Sadly, and not surprisingly that didn’t happen and so on the Thursday I called again to which I was told the standard and rather annoying “don’t worry, we don’t need to see you, it’s just normal side effects but if you’re still not well after the weekend get in touch on the Monday.”

Now, although I hadn’t been feeling well for nearly 2 weeks with worsening symptoms I wasn’t particularly concerned because of their relaxed manner, because I thought “if it was serious, they’d get me straight in, right?”

Sadly, by this point I’d actually lost all awareness of how serious my health actually was and seemed resigned to accepting what they’d told me and didn’t go to A&E as by the Monday I was totally delirious and badly struggling to walk and on a phone call to my surgery I sounded so strange that the operator thankfully realised there was an issue and a Dr called me back shortly after to which he stated “I need to see you now”.

Not fully comprehending the serious of my health I jumped into my car which I hadn’t used for 2 weeks and somehow made it to the surgery without issue and proceeded to stagger down a surgery corridor where the Dr in question was observing me without my initially realising before immediately stating “we need to call you an ambulance”.

After their arrival, my Dr stated “i and the paramedic are in agreement that we were going to tell you to make out your condition was much worse to the hospital consultants so you’d be taken more seriously but bearing in mind your bp is 203/120 we don’t need to do so now” and finished with “I’ll be reporting your case to the Yellow card site” as I was wheeled out of the surgery.

This was the first time I’d ever heard of the Side effect reporting scheme which surely should’ve been mentioned at the vaccination drive-thru I later thought?

Finally heading off to hospital to be checked over turned out to be a really eventful 11 days stay, not just for myself but due to a patient suffering poor mental health due to woefully inadequate care that in turn increased my anxiety in turn through their bizarre behaviour and repeated visits from security and orderlies trying to secure them.

Common place was the badgering of patients by this individual in the early hours and late nights when less staff were around, pinching things from bedsides and the worst of all was physically harming themselves so the ward ended up looking like a literal Warzone and something out of Halloween slasher movie, it was so surreal and unexpected waking up after a very brief nap to scenes of horror.

So, during my stay I had Cat scans, MRI’s, deep Ophthalmic scans and finally a lumber puncture to which I don’t fully understand the reasoning behind because my brain tissue damage injury was evident in the MRI’s so everything afterwards didn’t really provide anything further or new because by this point I’d already had follow ups with 2 consultants offering bad news prognosis of seeing Ms and/or Dementia in my near future.

It is a huge regret that I had the Lumber Puncture because of the issues it caused with my neck since from the pain and severe weakness there and if only the risks were explained fully and away from my being dosed on morphine, I may have been been more aware of actual potential harms because I now realise that after 45 minutes of 3 attempts to dig a needle in my spine the results didn’t offer them any further information than they already had.

Most of the staff I encountered were amazing which was a godsend bearing in mind the covid restrictions in hospital and revelations of other patients injured by their vaccines was pretty shocking with one stating “we had one guy who lost all feeling in his body but fortunately by the time he left he was improving” of which this was only one of many mentioned to me in confidence and I couldn’t help but think “where’s the mention of these sorts of cases in the media?”

Sadly, during my stay I discovered more and more cases of injury and harms through scrolling on social media which really opened my eyes to what was happening but I was stunned that people could be complicit in covering this up and prevent others being harmed.

So, when not being badgered by my company bosses phoning me in my hospital bed whilst I was dosed up on morphine as to when I’d be coming back, I was asking as many questions of Drs as I could and took copious notes and as my memory was still affected it proved a good idea too.

One day a young Dr stated to me that “we’ve never seen a case such as yours so I’m going to write a paper on it” which whilst trying to be as excited as he was about it I kinda felt a bit shocked as I’m sitting here waiting for positive news.

A neurologist came in another day and stated “we’re so excited by your case we’ve been having an EDC conference about it because it’s so unique”, and so again I really couldn’t share their misplaced enthusiasm as I’m the patient waiting for something positive.

This seemed quite typical of Drs and Consultants I found as they seemed far removed from the situation and quite clinical about imparting bad news without any sort of empathy or thought of feeling.

Take another 2 consultants who visited the Ward I was on and on separate days stating “we see as likely in your future due to the pattern of injury on your MRI scans as you developing MS and/or Dementia” and asked if I knew what they were I stated “yes” to which they both on separate days just walked away leaving me the first time to lay there and cry and the second to sit there in shock as it was another confirmation of prognosis.

So, 11 days after I was admitted I was quote abruptly discharged and wheeled to the main entrance to the hospital, given a large bag of medications that I’d need to control the hypertension the covid vaccine left me with, some pain relief and then a ward nurse bade me farewell.

Looking back through my medical records, everything I’d been dealing with ticked the boxes of Guillaine Barre Syndrome, Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome or Potts for short, Encephalitis and more and although I suffered a Demyelination of the Myelin sheath that covers my brain as a direct consequence of my covid vaccine I had nothing going forward that would help me as I still had no proper diagnosis.

So, bearing all this in mind and a suggestion made of carrying out further investigations these were never followed up on I later read and as I still had issues with my balance and gait, I wasn’t even given a walking stick by the hospital even though the staff knew of my difficulties and so had to use walls to guide my way.

The first thing I did upon being discharged from hospital was purchase a hiking type stick to give me confidence when walking around but for many months I felt I was so alone as I had to then battle Drs and Neurologists to be seen again as I was still struggling to function let alone feel like going out but little did I know I was barely getting into the struggles I would continue to feel through the next few years.

Around 5 months later I was suffering brain inflammation quite badly and was blue-lighted to A&E several times over a weekend and through losing full motor controls I was prescribed steroids and anti-inflammatory’s which seemed to stabilise me very quickly once Drs would finally enable them to be used and then discharging me in the evening.

Late on a Sunday I again was expressing symptoms to which I yet again phoned for a ambulance and whilst waiting for this a paramedic arrived who was less than sympathetic and seeing my sliding to the floor stated “I’m not picking you up” and after rudimentary tests abruptly announced “I’ve cancelled your ambulance and I’m going” and left me laying on the floor.

This I later realised was quite typical of behaviours by those in “healthcare” to those injured and to the families later bereaved by something “incredibly safe”, cruel and unusual an NHS claiming to be caring of you and seeming to be quite failing of their oath ‘to do no harm’ or resultant effects afterwards.

Its now 4 yrs since that fateful day and the number of times I’ve been abandoned by so many in the NHS is crazy, letters and phone calls to push for appointments and even referrals to specialists were like coming up against a brick wall before my complaining to the Health Ombudsman actually seemed to get somewhere in forcing action.

Not every referral has been a positive as with Oxford Brain Injury Trust whereby I was literally tormented with the “vaccines are safe and effective” line repeatedly even when I went into great detail my and many other injured & bereaved members of media groups cases to which I was forced to leave abruptly and send in letters of complaint.

Imagine Drs refusing to actually do their job in putting lives at the forefront because of pressures still evident from higher powers to protect narratives by shutting down those “inconvenient” voices demanding help, clearly when evidence is to the contrary they can’t permit anyone to cause vaccine hesitancy that would harm Pharma’s profits.

So where am I now? With numerous agreements and nods of assent to my vaccine causing the injury and associated health problems that now also include a slight Arrhythmia, Neuropathy and still suffering badly with Fatigue and further referrals coming up shortly I am no nearer sadly to a form of justice and as the Covid inquiry will I feel not produce the desired results (see Covid inquiry article) we have to keep pushing on regardless.