It turned out to be fluid build up, they say was probably caused by too much of a certain medication they were giving her so they cut the dosage of it in half. scum.
But a fortnight ago they said the cancer had spread a bit to her liver. Then last week she woke up with a broken ankle, so was rushed into hospital to the cancer ward where she still is, doped up to her eyeballs. She had to have a blood transfusion, is low on calcium and has pain everywhere, and is getting worse. They (NHS - National Hardold Shipman) are using her it seems as guinea pig and pharmakeia-ing her.
They still were/are making a lot of mistakes and apologising for them when she was in the house getting care by the National Harold Shipman 'carers' (witches).
My mum was confused and upset by the way they are treating her in the hospital. They would just turn up and give her injections, medication and take blood and say nothing to her. There is no communication. She said to us it all seems 'odd', I have different terms for it. Even when my dad phones up to check on her they would put him on hold for ages, send him on a merry-go-round, say they'll ring him back and don't or they'd just hang up. Then when they did ring back it was a person who could hardly speak a word of English. My dad is too polite to make anything of it. But not me. I've already looked into the possibility of making a complaint. This is beyond mistakes, and incompetence. It is negligence, malpractice and wicked.
I can't say I was too surprised when I did a bit of research into National Harold Shipman negligence. It is horrific. By any standard definition they are a murderous and criminal organisation. I have no doubt the jab contributed to my mum's illness. I'm looking for the right to time to discuss this with my dad and I will be shouting from the rooftops. This isn't about compensation payout. Don't want a penny. This is to expose their wickedness so they don't have more victims.
I was down a friends' mother's house earlier and told them about the situation, and she relayed to me a horror story about the National Harold Shipman. And a certain Dr. Black who was the face of the covid plandemic here in Northern Ireland (and the piece of shit who said "don't hug your granny, please don't hug your granny").
My friends mother's husband died a few years ago. Dr Tom Black diagnosed him as having indigestion, when in reality he had a heart attack. He kept visiting the house where he was ill and still insisted it was indigestion, so the family believed him, but he kept getting sicker and sicker, and lost weight down to 5 stone when they decided to take him into hospital where they did a check and said that he had a massive heart attack, and it wasn't recent. He ended up dying after having another heart attack soon after. He would have still been alive today had that bastard 'Dr' Tom Black did his job properly.
These filth are engaging in human and blood sacrifices and pharmakeia. Make no mistake about it and I'm going after them.