By Maryanna Gabriel
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| The end of the onion is used. |
Ever since I felt forced to take the Covid vaccine, my arm has hurt. Lately it has been worse. I love to swim and it was to the point where I could barely manage.
Where I live in the Pacific Northwest, there is a doctor shortage, so I did some research. The discovery was that many are suffering from "Covid Arm", among other adverse reactions. I decided it was not muscular, as the pain radiated down my arm and up my neck, then into my brain. So not a problem resulting from the muscle then. (I must have received the last dose from the bottom of a barrel.)
With further reading, I learned an onion end can act as a poultice and draw out toxins. Wrapping an onion end around the injection site with bandages to keep it in place, and feeling like an Egyptian mummy, I encased the bandages with a plastic bag and went to sleep.
When I woke up, there was a brown mark which I washed off but I was immediately, oh joy, pain free. How wonderful - the first time since the shot. It was working then. The next night, I repeated the poultice and woke up with a green streak on my arm. Pretty weird. Suddenly, I started to feel sick, aching joints, running hot and cold body temperature, and I realized I had triggered an immune response. My arm, however, felt great.
The next day, after repeating the poultice, there were strange brown bruises along the inside of my lower arm and at one point my palm looked black (see picture below). Scary. Last night I put the onion on the bruises, and this time used slices of potato on the injection site, and thought to myself if I add cheese I could be the fixings for a scalloped dish.
Casseroling myself out of bed this morning and reeking of onion, I leapt into an Epsom salt bath. While noticing an itching up my neck, my arm is back to normal. To tell you the truth, I deeply regret accepting whatever this was into my body because seriously? It sure as heck is not the onion.
