Obstructive Bronchitis After DPT Polio Vaccination

 

You know what strikes me most when it comes to vaccination?

Pediatricians.

Because they are the ones who do it. They’re the ones who physically connect a human being and a vaccine (okay, usually with the help of a nurse))).

And you’d think that when someone chooses this profession, they dream of something bright, even divine — to make children healthier.

Or maybe I’m just naive? Maybe they don’t care at all from the start, and they’re ready for anything, as long as it gives them a job and a salary?

I don’t personally know the heads of pharmaceutical companies, politicians, sales managers, or lobbyists involved in the mindless mass vaccination machine.

But as an ordinary mom of two sons, I can easily track the daily crimes of a dozen pediatricians I know.

Usually, one pediatrician follows the same child from birth all the way to adulthood. In the first year of life, they see the baby almost every month — and after that, at least a few times a year.

Often, the doctor can already guess what’s going on over the phone and prescribe treatment without even seeing the child — because they know their little patient so well.

And even if the doctor isn’t particularly good or attentive — they still can’t not notice the changes that happen to a child after vaccination.

If you’re following 500 kids, you’d have to be blind not to see it.

I’m sure they do see it. Because when you have living proof walking into your office every single day — no official guidelines, instructions, or protocols can outweigh that kind of “truth.”

So why don’t they stop?

Maybe they don’t believe in Heaven 😅 — or think UNICEF will cover for them at the gates? 😆

Every time you give that shot, you’re doing harm.

You know it — and yet you keep on going.

I was part of the same story myself 

— when my husband and I ended up vaccinating our two boys.

Maybe it’s because I’m not a pediatrician 😄, but after just two doses of DPT Polio, it wasn’t hard at all for me to notice the awful changes in my children’s health.

In our case, it was obvious: by the evening, both boys had fever and flu-like symptoms.

And five days later, the younger one — the one I’ll be talking about here — was diagnosed with obstructive bronchitis with an asthmatic component. Every illness that followed carried that same diagnosis.

After the second shot, there wasn’t even a fever — just signs of obstruction appearing the very next day.

The doctors themselves quietly advised us not to go for the third dose. In their opinion, it would probably end in asthma.

Even our pediatrician, when I asked about the third shot, simply said: “No need. Two is enough.”

And honestly — I’m grateful to her for that.

Before the vaccination, I didn’t even know this kind of illness existed 😄.

Think back to our own childhood — do you remember anything like that?

I remember mumps, strep throat, chickenpox, scarlet fever, bronchitis, otitis — but obstructive bronchitis? Never heard of it back then.

And now, in the place where we live (around 17,000 people), about a quarter of the kids I know had this weird obstructive bronchitis during or after their vaccination period. Many of them ended up in the hospital with it.

We changed several kindergarten groups, school classes, sports sections — so I happened to meet a lot of moms from our town. And “…whenever they started telling me about this illness (obstructive bronchitis), I always gently asked:

“By the way… how’s your vaccination schedule?”

And it wasn’t hard at all to trace the connection between the shots and what happened next.

There’s something deeply unnatural about the illnesses that show up after vaccination.

Strange, almost otherworldly things start happening to the child.

You can’t help but notice it — because it feels like there was one person there before… and now, it’s as if something else has moved in.

My little one’s bronchitis looked just as alien.

He’d been sick before — I wouldn’t say he was a super healthy child — but this was different. Strange things started happening.

For example: he’s lying there, falling asleep, he’d been playing during the day, eating well, everything seemed fine. No fever, no stuffy nose, no coughing — but it feels like he’s not breathing now.

His breathing is so weak. Yet his belly rises, swelling up like a drum with each breath. The movement is jerky, almost convulsive. But his ribs stay still.

It looks terrifying. And in that moment, you realize — something has gone very wrong.

And so began our two-year journey in circles:

symptoms — antibiotics — some relief — another attack.

In the evening, the child starts breathing with his belly. At night, you sit there wide awake, watching him, terrified that he might just stop breathing altogether.

You show up at the pediatrician’s office the next morning — “It’s obstructive bronchitis.”

Here’s your antibiotics, a bunch of inhalers, different ones, plus a variety of “chemical” syrups. And of course, antihistamines.

A month later, the same story repeats. The pediatrician:

“So, which antibiotics did we use last time — these? Then let’s try those now.”

Another month goes by — “Well, now let’s go back to the antibiotics from two months ago.”

And who, after this, would even dare to say that vaccines might be harmful?

This is incredibly profitable.

Parents find themselves fully consumed by the care of a chronically sick child, locked into a system where they’re constantly paying for diagnostics, doctors, and medications.

You’re trapped. You’re in the system now.

When we first got this diagnosis (right after the vaccination), they immediately referred us to the hospital.

I remember being genuinely shocked — What on earth had just happened to my baby?

In the emergency room, the head of the department told me:

“It’s probably an allergic reaction to something new that you’ve never used before — maybe combined with the early stages of bronchitis. Could be a new syrup, or maybe you used some ‘Zvezdochka’ balm for the first time?”

I just looked at her, thinking: What is even going on here? 😄

I asked directly — “Could the vaccination have triggered this ‘allergy’?”

But there was no clear answer. She turned away, smiled politely, and instead told me a little story about how she and the father of another patient had spent a long time wondering what could have triggered that child’s obstruction…

And then one day, the father remembered he had used some nasal drops — Nazolin — instead of the usual "Zizin"😁, and apparently that was the reason why the kid ended up hospitalized for two weeks.

Naturally, I refused the hospital admission.

I think they gave my son a steroid shot, made him breathe through some inhalers right there on the spot — and after I signed the papers refusing hospitalization, they let us go home.

We treated him at home (with antibiotics, of course).

This went on for about two years. Sometimes better, sometimes worse.

After the first shot, he had a fever — often rising to 38°C by evening — plus a runny nose.

Every time he caught a cold, it would go straight to his lungs.

He cried a lot, slept terribly, tossing and turning all night, kicking his parents in his sleep.

Sometimes he would cry so hard that he started turning blue, gasping for air, arching backwards in our arms.

It was not a sight for the faint of heart.

The pediatrician kept prescribing endless inhalations. But in the end, the diagnosis was always the same: obstructive bronchitis — and antibiotics.

Or rather, the diagnosis was clear from the very beginning — we just kept trying to avoid antibiotics… but it never worked.

After the second shot, the illness went deeper. The fever often didn’t show up at all.

The only sign was that strange belly movement at night — his little stomach rising and falling like a drum.

That’s how my husband and I knew he was sick again.

Every time, we pointed this out to the doctor — “Look, he’s not even coughing. Isn’t that a bit suspicious?”

But pediatricians now only follow the protocol. No one cares about these observations. No one is interested in having that conversation.

There are so many myths about how “helpful” vaccines are — and sooner or later, you’re bound to fall for one of them.

That’s why I believe you should never doubt for a second: vaccines are unacceptable. Under any circumstances.

And here’s the twist: it was actually a homeopath who led us to vaccination. Surprising, right?

Back then, I believed that all homeopaths had chosen the most honest, the most righteous path. That they were like “apostles” of Hahnemann, and whatever they said had to be true.

But my own bitter experience with my children’s vaccination taught me otherwise.

True masters of this craft are rare.

The system was pressing from all sides: the doctor, the “no entry to kindergarten or school without vaccination” rule, the missing certificates, the vigilant moms, the neighbors, the grandparents…

So I decided to ask the homeopath.

And to my surprise — he casually recommended that we vaccinate against tetanus and polio.

And that’s when my last line of defense collapsed.

“Well, that’s basically the whole vaccination schedule,” I thought.

“He must know what he’s talking about.”

Our kids had already gone through whooping cough before that, and I was trying to convince the pediatrician to at least stick to a monovalent tetanus shot.

But she kept saying:

“It’s no big deal — your kids have already had whooping cough, so they’ll be fine. Besides, they don’t even make tetanus-only vaccines for children anymore — it always comes with diphtheria and pertussis.”

How could I not become a homeopath after that? 🤔😅

How else could I save my child and antidote all that poison they had pumped into him?

There’s simply no other way )))

So far, humanity hasn’t invented any other science that can truly help vaccinated children.

But it has invented RNA vaccines — the kind that even homeopathy struggles with.

Science never stands still 😉

It was 2014. My little one was almost three years old.

And I was still in my “experimental stage” with homeopathy — everything felt so exciting and dangerous back then.

I hadn’t used nosodes yet, because I simply didn’t know how. I was just reading about them nonstop.

I was cautiously trying different remedies during the acute phases of illness.

My goal was to stop the bronchospasm — classic approach: give the remedy either at the peak of the attack or on the downslope.

I had some success with Carbo vegetabilis 30C — it worked quickly to ease the attacks.

And thanks to Causticum 30C, my son started sleeping more peacefully.

For a while, I was pretty proud of myself.

But then everything circled right back to where it started.

Which meant the similarity wasn’t complete… or maybe a nosode was needed.

We booked an appointment with my homeopath, Tatyana Demyanovna Popova.

But along with the bronchial obstruction, we were also facing a bunch of behavioral issues after the vaccination —

my son wouldn’t even let us undress him at the doctor’s office.

He pointed a little wooden toy gun at the homeopath and absolutely refused to be examined 🤠

He wouldn’t even take off his coat or hat.

The treatment plan included Antimonium tartaricum (which didn’t work), Phosphorus (which fit him well constitutionally, but did nothing for the actual illness), and the nosode Tuberculinum 200.

 At that time, I was still a beginner in homeopathy and didn’t really understand the different types of Tuberculinum.

The pharmacy sold me Tuberculinum Koch.

According to Tatyana Demyanovna’s instructions, the nosode was meant to be given during the acute phase.

Now, looking back, I disagree with that approach — it could have made things worse.

But back then, the single dose actually worked quite well: the acute episode subsided, and there were even some positive changes in my son’s behavior — he softened his little homegrown dictatorship just a bit ))).

But the attacks didn’t stop altogether.

I didn’t dare to repeat the nosode on my own, so I consulted Tatyana Demyanovna again.

She suggested that we could give the nosode again when the bronchitis returned.

Unfortunately, the repeated dose of Tuberculinum made things much worse.

This time, we ended up needing antibiotics much earlier than usual, and it took us a long time to recover.

That’s when I tried to step back and look at the case from a distance — not just the list of symptoms, but the bigger picture.

What kind of child had my son become after the vaccination?

He turned into a nervous, restless little boy. He developed fears — afraid of many things, afraid of the dark, clinging to me everywhere we went.

And then there was this strange kind of alien precision.

The butter had to be spread strictly on a cooled piece of toast — never on a warm one.

The toy gun’s trigger absolutely couldn’t be bent out of place.

The paper he was drawing on had to stay perfectly smooth — no creased edges allowed.

And if a toy broke? The only peaceful solution was to immediately replace it with a new one — otherwise, there’d be all-out war by evening (and I’d end up “treating myself” afterward…).

There were so many of these little landmines — it felt like walking through a minefield ))).

But for a long time, I couldn’t quite step outside the situation enough to recognize this pattern as a separate general symptom.

Because every tiny “imperfection” could trigger a full-scale terrorist operation.

He manipulated us so skillfully that even his dad would end up yelling out of sheer frustration.

And here’s the thing — he wasn’t like that before the vaccinations.

Even after, he didn’t care about order in his toys or clothes.

But this strange obsessiveness about irrelevant little details — that was a direct result of the DPT vaccine.

Frequent colds quickly going down into the chest, bronchitis with an asthmatic component, rapidly developing asthma attacks (which we probably would have gotten after the third dose of the vaccine), endless fears, anxiety, and obsessive pedantry — all of this eventually led me to Arsenicum album 200C.

The acute attack was relieved, and there were no more bronchospasms.

But then a small pink spot appeared under his lower lip — something like eczema.

It stayed there for quite a while, and I began to wonder whether the potency had been too high, or maybe I had simply repeated the remedy too often (so thrilled that the attack had passed and that we had avoided allopathic drugs — I ended up giving Arsenicum five times… just to be sure, you know ))).

Now I know: we don’t consider a healing process complete unless there are some kind of skin eruptions or discharges — and that could have been seen as a positive sign.

On the other hand, my son had never had any skin issues before — so it could also have been a proving caused by giving the remedy too often in dry doses.

But back then, I wasn’t yet an experienced practitioner.

I decided to antidote the reaction and gave Arsenicum album 6C, a single dose.

Thankfully 😉 — it didn’t interfere with the action of the remedy.

Today, I wouldn’t have antidoted anything — I would’ve simply given the body some time.

If it was an “overdose,” it would have resolved on its own, because there were no other unpleasant symptoms.

And if it had been something new that emerged after the remedy, I would have treated it as new symptoms.

But most likely, it was just a proving — and we managed to clear it with Arsenicum album 6C.

And here’s the thing: seven years have passed, and the bronchospasms never came back.

I can’t say that my son completely shut down his little terrorist organization.

Let’s just say… he fired about half of the staff )))

And that alone made life so much easier for both his dad and me.

Oh, these little Arsenicum kids!

Now I know for sure: seven years ago, my husband and I made a huge mistake.

We gave in.

And we vaccinated our children.

But if, after reading my story, you find the strength to resist the pressure, the threats, the persuasion — and choose not to vaccinate your baby — that will be the greatest gift you could ever give to your child’s growing body.

Because no healthy diet, no amazing teachers, no nannies or private tutors, no travels, no expensive presents…

will ever compare to the priceless gift of freedom from vaccination!

April 17, 2022 

Pula, Croatia