…..A friend sent this

…No mercy

This moose was apparently hit by a car. Out of the woods comes the bear. Horrific.

https://www.whiskeyriff.com/2022/09/14/driver-watches-grizzly-bear-drag-live-moose-off-the-side-of-the-road-into-woods/

I have GOT to do something about my bp — 216 over 121, with variances.

They call it “broken heart syndrome.” It can fatally weaken the heart muscle, and it is now my mortal enemy. I felt “stitches” in my ribs, a stabbing pain, and went and got out Margi’s blood-pressure monitor and put on the cuff. Scary — stroke level. I went to the ER, and got a med, Cozaar. It is actually from grief, from anger at her neglectful doctor, plus two months of caring for Margi literally around the clock.

But to beat this now, I am following the advice of a close friend with high bp. I am losing weight, eating fresh-squeezed garlic, drinking apple-cider vinegar, staying busy, seeing local friends, and talking by phone with others. I just got some other good advice as well.

I can beat the jews if I live.

Right now, my finances are collapsing. My income just went from $3200 to $800. This website and my entire mission are in your hands.

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….How-grief-affects-your-body-and-mind

Medically Reviewed by Neha Pathak, MD
on July 11, 2019
stomach pain
FROM THE WEBMD ARCHIVES

https://www.webmd.com/special-reports/grief-stages/20190711/how-grief-affects-your-body-and-mind#:~:text=The%20heartbreak%20of%20grief%20can,and%20physical%20aspects%20of%20grief.

July 11, 2019 — It’s surprising how physical grief can be. Your heart literally aches. A memory comes up that causes your stomach to clench or a chill to run down your spine. Some nights, your mind races, and your heart races along with it, your body so electrified with energy that you can barely sleep. Other nights, you’re so tired that you fall asleep right away. You wake up the next morning still feeling exhausted and spend most of the day in bed.

Amy Davis, a 32-year-old from Bristol, TN [I and Margi looked at houses there],

became sick with grief after losing Molly, a close 38-year-old family member, to cancer. “Early grief was intensely physical for me,” Davis says. “After the shock and adrenaline of the first weeks wore off, I went through a couple of months of extreme fatigue, with nausea, headaches, food aversion, mixed-up sleep cycles, dizziness, and sun sensitivity. It was extremely difficult to do anything. … If there’s one thing I want people to know about grief, it’s how awful it can make your body feel.”

What causes these physical symptoms? A range of studies reveal the powerful effects grief can have on the body. Grief increases inflammation, which can worsen health problems you already have and cause new ones. It batters the immune system, leaving you depleted and vulnerable to infection. The heartbreak of grief can increase blood pressure and the risk of blood clots. Intense grief can alter the heart muscle so much that it causes “broken heart syndrome,” a form of heart disease with the same symptoms as a heart attack.

Stress links the emotional and physical aspects of grief. The systems in the body that process physical and emotional stress overlap, and emotional stress can activate the nervous system as easily as physical threats can. When stress becomes chronic, increased adrenaline and blood pressure can contribute to chronic medical conditions.

Research shows that emotional pain activates the same regions of the brain as physical pain. This may be why painkilling drugs ranging from opioids to Tylenol have been shown to ease emotional pain.

Normal vs. Pathological Grief

Depression is not a normal part of grief, but a complication of it. Depression raises the risk of grief-related health complications and often requires treatment to resolve, so it’s important to know how to recognize its symptoms. Sidney Zisook, MD, a grief researcher and professor of psychiatry at the University of California, San Diego, says people can distinguish normal grief from depression by looking for specific emotional patterns.

“In normal grief, the sad thoughts and feelings typically occur in waves or bursts [this is what I have] followed by periods of respite, as opposed to the more persistent low mood and agony of major depressive disorder,” [which I do not have] Zisook says.

He says people usually retain “self-esteem, a sense of humor, and the capacity to be consoled or distracted from the pain” in normal grief, while people who are depressed struggle with feelings of guilt and worthlessness and a limited ability “to experience or anticipate any pleasure or joy.”

Complicated grief differs from both depression and normal grief. M. Katherine Shear, MD, a professor of psychiatry at Columbia University’s School of Social Work and director of its Center for Complicated Grief, defines complicated grief as “a form of persistent, pervasive grief” that does not get better naturally. It happens when “some of the natural thoughts, feelings, or behaviors that occur during acute grief gain a foothold and interfere with the ability to accept the reality of the loss.”

Symptoms of complicated grief include persistent efforts to ignore the grief and deny or “rewrite” what happened. Complicated grief increases the risk of physical and mental health problems like depression, anxiety, sleep issues, suicidal thoughts and behaviors, and physical illness.

How Does Avoidance Harm Your Health?
Margaret Stroebe, PhD, a bereavement researcher and professor of clinical psychology at Utrecht University, says that recent research has shed light on many of “the cognitive and emotional processes underlying complications in grieving, particularly rumination.”

Research shows that rumination, or repetitive, negative, self-focused thought, is actually a way to avoid problems. People who ruminate shift attention away from painful truths by focusing on negative material that is less threatening than the truths they want to avoid. This pattern of thinking is strongly associated with depression.

*** I am too strong and too spiritual to succumb to this, and when I read Eckhart Tolle, my BP goes down by a whopping 50 points.

I always accept reality; I embrace it! And I EXPECT LIFE ON THIS SPECIFIC PLANET SOMETIMES TO BE  HELLISH, that is, until the vicious jews — AND THEIR TRAITOROUS GOY COLLABORATORS — are gone:

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Rumination and other forms of avoidance 

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Rumination and other forms of avoidance demand energy and block the natural abilities of the body and mind to integrate new realities and heal. Research by Stroebe, and others shows that avoidance behavior makes depression, complicated grief, and the physical health problems that go with them more likely. Efforts to avoid the reality of loss can cause fatigue, weaken your immune system, increase inflammation, and prolong other ailments.

How Do Role Adjustments Affect Your Health?

When someone close to you dies, your social role changes, too. This can affect your sense of meaning and sense of self.

Before losing Molly, Davis says she found a personal sense of value in “being good at helping other people and taking care of them.” But after Molly died, she felt like she “couldn’t help anyone for a while.” Losing this role “dumped the bucket” of her identity “upside down.” Davis says, “I felt like I had nothing to offer. So I had to learn my value from other angles.”

*** I did enjoy caring for my wife to show her my love, as in our marriage vow, “for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, for as long as we both shall live.”

In the waiting room at the Mayo Clinic in July 2019 for our first appointment, after a seven-hour drive where we got up at four and left at five in the morning. An hour later, we heard from five Mayo doctors (they operate as a team, including various specialists) that Margi had only a 20% chance of survival. But we did beat it that time,  and worked hard to beat the cancer when it returned in 2021. Margi was a trooper. I felt fulfilled as her husband by helping her.

Just as an aside:

Margi was so conscientious about anything that could cause cancer that she used only glass straws, not plastic, as people did a hundred years ago. No one “deserved” cancer less.

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Caregivers face especially complicated role adjustments. The physical and emotional demands of caregiving can leave them feeling depleted even before a loved one dies, and losing the person they took care of can leave them with a lost sense of purpose.

“Research shows that during intense caregiving periods, caregivers not only experience high levels of stress, they also cannot find the time and energy to look after their own health,” says Kathrin Boerner, PhD, a bereavement researcher and professor of gerontology at the University of Massachusetts in Boston.

“This can result in the emergence of new or the reemergence of existing ‘dormant’ health problems after the death of the care recipient. These health issues may or may not be directly related to the caregiver’s grief experience, but they are likely related to the life situation that was created through the demands of caregiving,” Boerner says.

It can be hard to make life work again after a close family member dies. Losing a partner can mean having to move out of a shared home or having to reach out to other loved ones for help, which can further increase emotional stress and worry. Strobe says the stress of adjusting to changes in life and health during and after a loss can “increase vulnerability and reduce adaptive reserves for coping with bereavement.”

What Can You Do to Cope With Grief?

Emotional and physical self-care are essential ways to ease complications of grief and boost recovery. Exercising, spending time in nature, getting enough sleep, and talking to loved ones can help with physical and mental health.

“Most often, normal grief does not require professional intervention,” says Zisook.

“Grief is a natural, instinctive response to loss, adaptation occurs naturally, and healing is the natural outcome,” especially with “time and the support of loved ones and friends.”

For many people going through a hard time, reaching out is impossible. If your friend is in grief, reach out to them.

Grief researchers emphasize that social support, self-acceptance, and good self-care usually help people get through normal grief. (Shear encourages people to

“plan small rewarding activities and try to enjoy them as much as possible.”)

But the researchers say people need professional help to heal from complicated grief and depression.

Davis says therapy and physical activities like going for walks helped her cope. Social support helped most when friends tried to reach out instead of waiting or asking her to reach out to them.

“Th thing about grief and depression and sorrow and being suicidal is that you can’t reach out. For many people going through a hard time, reaching out is impossible. If your friend is in grief, reach out to them. Do the legwork. They’re too exhausted!”

Davis’ advice to most people who are grieving is to “Lean into it. You only get to grieve your loved one once. Don’t spend the whole time trying to distract yourself or push it down. It does go away eventually, and you will miss feeling that connected to that person again.

And if you feel like your whole life has fallen apart, that’s fine! It totally has.

Now you get to decide how to put yourself back together. Be creative. There’s new life to be lived all around you.”

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I AM RELEASING FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YEARS MY HOME PHONE NUMBER, Call me if you wish. I would be grateful.

(906) 884-4442

When You’re Gone

The Cranberries

Track 3 on

To The Faithful Departed 

Produced by

The Cranberries & Bruce Fairbairn

Release Date

April 30, 1996

View All Credits 

1118.6K18

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https://youtu.be/RUmdWdEgHgk

When You’re Gone Lyrics

[Intro]
Do-be-da, do-be-da
Do-be-da, do-be-da
Do-be-da, do-be-da
Do-be-da, do-be-daDo-be-da, do-be-da
Do-be-da, do-be-da
Do-be-da, do-be-da
Do-be-da, do-be-da

[Verse 1]
Hold onto love
That is what I do
Now that I’ve found you
And from above
Everything’s stinking
They’re not around you

[Verse 2]
And in the night
I could be helpless
I could be lonely
Sleeping without you

[Verse 3]
And in the day
Everything’s complex
There’s nothing simple
When I’m not around you

[Chorus]
But I miss you when you’re gone
That is what I do
Hey, baby
And it’s going to carry on
That is what I knew
Hey, baby

Do-be-da, do-be-da
Do-be-da, do-be-da

[Verse 4]
Hold onto my hands
I feel I’m sinking
Sinking without you
And to my mind
Everything’s stinking
Stinking without you

[Chorus]
And miss you when you’re gone
That is what I do
Hey, baby
And it’s going to carry on
That is what I knew
Hey, baby

[Outro]
Do-be-da, do-be-da
Do-be-da, do-be-da
Hey, baby

 

… Dr Eduard Bloch remembers the widow Klara Hitler and her son Adolf

Wikipedia:

Eduard Bloch (30 January 1872 – 1 June 1945) was an Austrian physician practicing in Linz, who for many years until 1907 was the family doctor of Adolf Hitler and his family. When Hitler’s mother, Klara, was dying of breast cancer, Bloch billed the family at a reduced cost and sometimes refused to bill them outright. This had a profound effect on Adolf.^[1]

When the Nazis annexed Austria in 1938, Hitler awarded Bloch special protection and personally intervened to ensure his safety, as Bloch was an Austrian Jew.^[2] Following Kristallnacht and the escalation of anti-Jewish sentiment in Germany, Hitler allowed Bloch to emigrate to the United States, where he lived until his death in 1945.^[3][…]

In 1907, Hitler’s mother, Klara Hitler, was diagnosed with breast cancer. She died on 21 December after intense suffering involving daily medication with iodoform, a foul-smelling and painful corrosive treatment typically used at the time and administered by Bloch. Because of the poor economic situation of the Hitler family, Bloch charged reduced prices, sometimes taking no fee at all. The then 18-year-old Hitler granted him his “everlasting gratitude” for this^[1] (“Ich werde Ihnen ewig dankbar sein”). This showed in 1908, when Hitler wrote Bloch a postcard assuring him of his gratitude and reverence, which he expressed with handmade gifts, as for example a large wall painting, which according to Bloch’s daughter Gertrude (Trude) Kren (born 1903 in Austria, died 1992 in the US) was lost in the course of time. Even in 1937, Hitler inquired about Bloch’s well-being and called him an Edeljude (“noble Jew”). Bloch also apparently had a special fondness for the Hitler family, which may have saved his life.

Emigration[edit]

After Germany’s annexation of Austria in March 1938 (Anschluss), life became harder for Austrian Jews. After Bloch’s medical practice was closed on 1 October 1938, his daughter and son-in-law, Bloch’s young colleague Dr. Franz Kren (born 1893 in Austria, died 1976 in the US), emigrated overseas.

The 66-year-old Bloch then wrote a letter to Hitler asking for help and was as a consequence put under special protection by the Gestapo. He was the only Jew in Linz with this status. Bloch stayed in his house with his wife undisturbed until the formalities for his emigration from the Third Reich and immigration to the United States were completed. Without any interference from the authorities, they were able to sell their family home at market value, highly unusual with the distress sales of emigrating Jews at the time and Nazi expropriation of Jewish assets through the Reich Flight Tax. Moreover, the Blochs were allowed to take the equivalent of 16 Reichsmark out of the country; the usual amount allowed to Jews was a mere 10 Reichsmark.^[6]

In 1940, Bloch immigrated to the US and settled in the Bronx, 2755 Creston Avenue, New York City but was no longer able to practice medicine because his medical degree from Austria-Hungary was not recognised. He died of stomach cancer in 1945 at age 73, barely a month after Hitler’s death. He is buried in Beth David Cemetery, Section D, Block 3, Elmont, New York.^[7][8]

Interviews and memoirs[edit]

In 1941 and 1943, Bloch was interviewed by the Office of Strategic Services (a predecessor of the Central Intelligence Agency) to gain information about Hitler’s childhood.

He also published his memories about the encounter with the later “Führer” in the Collier’s Weekly in which he painted a remarkably positive picture of young Hitler, saying that he was not a ruffian, neither was he untidy or impolite:

As a youth he was quiet, well mannered and neatly dressed. He waited patiently in the waiting room until it was his turn, then like every 14- or 15-year old boy, bowed as a sign of respect, and always thanked the doctor politely.

Like many other youngsters of Linz, he wore short lederhosen and a green woolen hat with a feather. He was tall and pale and looked older than his age. His eyes which he inherited from his mother were large, melancholic and thoughtful. To a very large extent, this boy lived within himself. What dreams he dreamt I do not know.

Bloch also said that Hitler’s most striking feature was his love for his mother:

While Hitler was not a mother’s boy in the usual sense, I never witnessed a closer attachment. Their love had been mutual. Klara Hitler adored her son. She allowed him his own way whenever possible. For example, she admired his watercolor paintings and drawings and supported his artistic ambitions in opposition to his father at what cost to herself one may guess.

However, Bloch expressly denies the claim that Hitler’s love for his mother was pathological.

In his memory, Hitler was the “saddest man I had ever seen” when he was informed about his mother’s imminent death. He remembered Klara Hitler, Hitler’s mother, as a very “pious and kind” woman.

According to Bloch, after Alois Hitler‘s death, the family’s financial resources were scarce. He mentioned that Klara Hitler had lived frugally and had not indulged in even the smallest extravagance.

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VIA W. W. NORTON

On Dr. Eduard Bloch, Hitler’s Family Physician (Who Happened to Be Jewish)

Meriel Schindler Traces Family Lore and the Unusual Correspondence Between Hitler and Bloch

By Meriel Schindler

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October 18, 2021

I stand in the archway of the building where Dr. Eduard Bloch had his home and surgery: the Palais Weissenwolff at No. 12 Landstrasse. Embedded in the wall is a beautiful, wrought-iron disc bearing the words Haus Glocke, “House Bell,” running in raised letters round the outside. The bell-button itself, in the middle, is chipped and yellow like a nicotine-stained fingernail; a crack arches its way over the surface—evidence, perhaps, of the desperation with which the bell was rung repeatedly by the many people seeking Dr. Bloch’s services.

I know that the well-liked doctor took his calling very seriously. In all weathers, at all hours, he would put on his big black felt hat and drive his small horse-drawn carriage out to visit his patients at home.

“I never made the slightest distinction between the treatment of rich and poor,” he asserted in his later handwritten memoir. “I answered the call of every sick person, even in the coldest of nights, so that my constant readiness to help became almost proverbial.” No wonder that in its heyday, Eduard’s medical practice was one of the most successful in Linz.

Yet I know too, from reading his account that his success was evaporating even before the German Reich swallowed Austria in March 1938. The kindness, care and expertise that Eduard showered on his patients was no antidote to the poison coursing through the lifeblood of Austria. Older patients no longer dared visit him, as many of the youth of Linz were already enthusiastic followers of Hitler. Eduard later wrote of the city being a hotbed of antisemitic “illegals”—as the Nazis described themselves when they were banned—who called for a “return to the homeland.”

In his view, it was the intelligentsia who first advocated this Deutschnationale politics, and the working classes were then attracted to it as a response to what Eduard called the “previously unknown phenomenon of unemployment.” In such conditions, “poverty and hunger were the greatest enemies of morality.”

I turn my attention to the two large marble figures of Atlantes at the Palais Weissenwolff. The stonework is grubby, and the figures look careworn, slightly slumped, as they struggle to bear the weight of the first-floor balcony on the back of their heads and necks. Looking up at the balcony itself, I try to imagine what it would have been like for Eduard to witness Hitler’s triumphant return to the town where he grew up. The photographs and Eduard Bloch’s own account bring the scene vividly to life.

What Hitler said about him: “If all Jews were like him, there would be no Jewish Question.”

It is March 12, 1938. The crowds pack, seven or eight deep, along the pavement in front of the Palais, waiting excitedly for the arrival of the Führer. The early morning spring sunshine has helped tempt people out of their apartments and houses without heavy overcoats. Everywhere, there are now red, black and white flags emblazoned with the Hakenkreuz—the hooked cross of the swastika. Church bells are ringing, planes drone overhead, and loudspeakers relay the slow progress of Hitler’s convoy, traveling east from Braunau on the Austrian border—a border that no longer has any international relevance.

As Hitler’s large, open-top Mercedes finally noses its way along the Landstrasse, the crowds erupt, and there is an orgy of flag-waving and straight-armed salutes. For one thing, they are expressing their delight that Hitler has chosen Linz, his favorite Austrian city, as the first stop on his victory lap of Austria.

The city’s population has been ordered to turn on all the lights in the buildings facing the parade route and to close the windows. The Nazis are nervous about assassination attempts on the Führer. Despite this, some still stand on balconies, unable to contain their joy indoors. Eduard Bloch, though, is obedient. He stands inside by his first-floor window to watch Hitler’s motorcade roll by below him. It is a moment he will never forget:

I stood for a short time at my window full of anxious anticipation at the arrival. Standing up in his slow-moving car, Hitler saluted in all directions, including up at my window; I assumed that the salute was not meant for me but for one of my neighbors who was an enthusiastic Hitler-supporter. I was informed the next day that this “honor” was meant for me. Straight after his arrival at City Hall, the Führer asked after me.

Eduard’s daughter Trude later remembers that the following day a town councillor, Adolf Eigl, recounted Hitler’s very words to her: “Tell me, is my good old house doctor, Dr. Bloch still alive? Yes, if all Jews were like him, then there would be no antisemitism.” Trude can, she says, “swear to it.”

In truth, this is not a new revelation. Eduard has already heard messages about Hitler’s continued fondness for him, from his patients who were Nazi “illegals” and who made the short journey from Linz to visit Hitler at his Alpine retreat of Berchtesgaden. He knows, therefore, that Hitler thinks him an “exception,” an Edeljude—a noble Jew. He has already been told verbatim what Hitler said about him: “If all Jews were like him, there would be no Jewish Question.”

The doctor admits later to thinking that “Hitler could at least see something good in one member of my race.” Standing at his window, it is clear that Eduard has very mixed feelings and cannot help being a little proud at seeing the “frail boy” he treated so often, and whom he has not encountered for 30 years. [….]

Eduard’s memoirs, which he wrote in old age in New York, leave no doubt about the young Hitler’s utter desolation at his mother’s suffering and death.

The Death Of Hitler’s Mom

[source: https://allthatsinteresting.com/klara-hitler

For months after Hitler’s mother was diagnosed with cancer and underwent a painful surgery, the future dictator remained close at her side. Paula [Adolf’s sister] later told U.S. Army officials investigating Hitler that during this time, “He was indefatigable in his care for her, wanted to comply with any desire she could possibly have and did all to demonstrate his great love for her.”

He slept in the kitchen, which was the warmest part of the house, with his mother and saw firsthand to her treatment. Yet on Dec. 21, 1907, Klara Hitler died.

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I thank you all for your support. Now we must gear up to make history again.

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And this time we must win, no matter what the cost.

We must solve the problem — psychopaths — and the one people that is riddled with psychopathy, the Jews. As far as I am concerned, they killed Margi.