Weston Home for Thanksgiving
Look who’s back! We are so blessed to have our boy come visit for the Thanksgiving holiday! There is nothing that brings us more joy than for our family to be reunited! 
Copyright © 2023 by Greg Wyatt
Audiobook:
Light in the Darkness: My Search for Meaning
Light in the Darkness” delves into the deeply personal and tumultuous journey of a man who discovers his true parentage, entangled in the dark history of eugenics. As he unravels the painful truth of his origins, he finds himself confronting a haunting legacy that extends beyond his own identity. The narrative takes a poignant turn as his children are unexpectedly plunged into the depths of autism, a mysterious connection woven through the threads of eugenics. Despite the obstacles and the donor’s refusal to provide closure, the protagonist embarks on a quest to piece together the fragmented fragments of his past, driven by a relentless pursuit for answers and healing. Throughout this gripping tale, themes of resilience, love, and the power of understanding intertwine, leading to a profound revelation that promises the possibility of finding wholeness amidst shattered reflections.
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Light in the Darkness: My Search for Meaning
From Adoption Dreams to Vaccine Nightmares:
The Story of My Son Weston – Part 1
I often ponder how this entire ordeal began. As I reminisce, I remember the excitement and anticipation my wife and I felt when we decided to start a family after our marriage. Despite the challenges of in vitro fertilization and the costly efforts, our dreams were shattered when it didn’t work. We then embarked on an adoption journey, only to discover the long wait times due to a high demand for adoption. Nonetheless, our determination led us to being chosen by birth parents, Cassandra and Alex, who were young but wonderful individuals. We closely followed Cassandra’s pregnancy, eagerly awaiting the birth of our son, Weston.
Weston was a bundle of joy, but as the months went by, he began to exhibit health concerns. After every doctor’s visit and vaccination, his health deteriorated. It was heartbreaking to see our once vibrant child become so unwell, especially when doctors kept dismissing it as normal childhood illnesses. The turning point was the MMR vaccine, which dramatically changed Weston’s life and consequently ours. We couldn’t fathom how such a trusted medical procedure could have such dire consequences.
The impact of Weston’s vaccine injury propelled me into a mission to understand more. In my business, I began to interact with other parents, gathering stories and finding a pattern. The more I delved into the topic, the more enlightened I became about the realities and deceptions surrounding vaccinations. Today, as I witness the daily struggles of my children, Weston and Emily, I am reminded of the immense responsibility and challenge of parenthood. Despite the hardships, their presence is a precious gift, and I strive every day to give them the best life possible.
The Story of My Son Weston – Part 1
Unvaccinated Single Women Say ‘No’ To Vaccinated Single Men
Ask any single woman about the ease of dating in today’s world and they will most certainly roll their eyes and groan. As a single woman myself, I can vouch for how tough the dating climate is for every one of us. But unvaccinated, single women now have it that much harder. The reason? The decision as to whether or not they will date vaccinated men is now on the table. And I can tell you first-hand, which has nothing to do with the viability of the candidates, themselves, as rich and interesting prospects, but rather “sex” to put it bluntly.
The overriding concern that the harmful effects of this vaccine may, ultimately, enter these women once the raincoat comes off.
As these women chose to remain unvaccinated for a reason, mitigating any risk by eliminating candidates based upon vaccine-status has become their new norm. Doing so isn’t without its issues, admittedly. Qualifying single men by such a standard makes the pool in which to select from additionally small, especially if one is living in a blue state. On top of that, plenty of single men don’t shine to the notion that they aren’t being considered simply because they decided to get vaccinated. Among the most disgruntled, hostile men tend to be those who succumbed to the vaccine by force. Feeling penalized twice over for a vaccine they never wanted to begin with, many of these men don’t handle these women’s rejection well…
Read the whole article here: https://www.americanthinker.com/articles/2022/10/unvaccinated_single_women_say_no_to_vaccinated_single_men.html
The Utter Destruction of the Lives of my Children, Weston and Emily Wyatt was Criminal, Shocking, Sinister and Evil!
I had these VHS tapes for 20+ years and never envisioned the pain they would cause looking back.
It is so surreal. One thing I’ve discovered is that Weston’s vaccine injury was very gradual. It wasn’t a big POP until the 19th month MMR and after he was “softened up with the dozens of shots which included the deadly DTAPs. As new parents, we thought Weston was fairly normal behavior-wise. The thing people don’t get is these reactions build on each other and get continuously worse as the symptoms increase. It’s kind of like cancer. You don’t know you’ve got it until it manifests itself in unfortunate ways. You just believe that you’re all good.
I’ll be honest with you… my heart has shattered into a million pieces as I sit next to Weston in the car. He has such a beautiful beautiful soul. There’s no doubt in my mind that Satan controls the pharmaceutical industry–every piece and portion of it.
When this video was shot I had it all… and I mean… had it all. I thank God for all the blessings he had poured down on me that were beyond belief. Beautiful wife; seven figures in the bank; rental properties; new baby; and it just had started.
It all went to hell in 2005–every portion of my life–like Weston’s vaccine injury… slowly and invisibly started the downward spiral. Then I woke up decades later and realized what happened. By this time I pretty much am at the end of my life… or getting close to it.
Both Joyce and I have health issues from all this s***. Chronic high blood pressure from constant stress and anxiety. It will kill you. We were both healthy beyond belief in the 90s and now in the twenties… not so much. That’s what they want.
May God help us all.
Life of a Vaccine Injured Adult
This is my 23-year-old beautiful daughter Emily. She is on the level of a 9 to 10 year old because of toxic chemical injections she received at her two, four, and six month well-baby visits.
Make no mistake, vaccines are eugenical population control measures designed to injure and kill and create a never-ending stream of income for the pharmaceutical/governmental industries.
It is a form of witchcraft look up the word pharmakeia.
Stop the genocide!
There are ONLY TWO Sexes!
I am pro-life, pro-marriage, pro-intelligent and pro-reality!
Anatomy of a Vaccine Injury by Greg Wyatt
Pieces of the upcoming book:
- My son Weston Wyatt born on February 2nd 1998@ Phoenix general hospital. He weighed 6 lb and 8 oz. He was given a hap b shot and promptly developed arrhythmia toxicum all over his body. Shortly thereafter he developed jaundice/icterus and was put on an IV with oxygen. He stayed in the hospital to extra days and left at 6 lb and 2 oz.
- On February 18th 1998 we took Weston in to the doctor and he immediately recommended circumcision even though he was only 16 days old. I had to work. I was not there. Joyce said it was the worst thing she ever experienced.
- On March 18th 1998 Weston had his second doctor visit he now weighed 13 lb and 4 oz and was one month and 10 days old. He has colic. He acts like his stomach hurts him and his burping frequently.
- On April 16th 1998 Weston was 2 months and 14 days old. He was there for his well-baby checkup. He received injections for the DTaP, HIV, and the IPV vaccine.
- On June 19th 1998 Weston was 4 months and 17 days old it was his second well baby visit. He received injections for the DTaP Hib and IPV vaccines.
- On August 27th 1998 Weston was 6 months and 25 days old. It was his third well baby check-up. He received injections for the DTaP and Hib.
- On September 22nd 1998 Weston was 7 months and 20 days old. He was there for his fourth well visit. He received injections for the DTaP, Hep B and OPV.
- On September 28th, 1998 Weston was very sick. We took him in to see his doctor. He weighed 21.6 lb. He had a cough and was wheezing severe congestion diarrhea high fever and was up crying all night long for the last several days. He was diagnosed with bronchitis and put on Albuterol. We were told to alternate Tylenol and Motrin every 4 hours as Weston had been sick for most of the month.
- On October 23rd we took Weston in demanding to know what was wrong with them as he had been sick for most of the month. He had cold symptoms, low grade fever wheezing. Vomiting all night. The doctor gave him more Albuterol and we were told to continue to alternate Tylenol and Motrin every 4 hours and he added Robitussin DM. he was also placed on prednisone steroids.
- On November 3rd 1998 Weston still was very sick and not getting any better. We took him to the doctor where he weighed 21.6 lb he was 9 months old. He was still sick all the time up all night vomiting severe respiratory distress wheezing and coughing. His respiratory rate was in the 60s with audible wheezing sound and clear respiratory distress.
- On November 4th, 1998 his health had deteriorated at an alarming rate and was diagnosed with reactive airway disease and viral upper respiratory infection and bronchoplasm. Weston was put on more steroids and Albuterol breathing treatments and syrup. We were told to continue alternating Tylenol and Motrin every 4 hours and to consider hospitalization if this did not help and there was no improvement.
- On November 16th 1998 Weston went in for his 12th doctor visit in a little over 9 months. He was still coughing and wheezing but now it is much worse where he vomits and he’s up all night long. Continued to be prescribed Albuterol and the rotation of Tylenol and Motrin every 4 hours for pain and fever around the clock.
- On November 24th 1998 we took him in for another doctor visit. He weighed 21.2 lb and had not gained any weight in several months.
By now, our little boy’s health was completely decimated. Weston went from being perfectly healthy to the little boy you see in the photo 9 months later.
The Weston Story… How it All Began
Weston was adopted 19 months apart from Emily.
Weston came first on groundhog’s day February 2nd, 1998.
Emily was born on September 14th, 1999.
They both have the same set of birth parents.
They were very young.
Joyce and I had been married now for over a year and had talked extensively about having a family. We did not want to grow old alone but wanted to cultivate and share our incredible lives with our future children.
Weston was born beyond perfect and with no complications whatsoever. I remember that day like yesterday watching his head pop out of the birth canal and then his dainty crying as he entered our world. Joyce and I looked at each other as tears ran down our faces as we knew our lives could never ever be the same.
The next day we took him home ecstatic and full of joy and optimism. We kept a little diary a log noting precisely when he would go to bed and when he would wake up, what he would eat, and when.
His first pediatrician visit with Dr. James Mick was exciting and uneventful as he just reiterated what we already knew that our little Weston was perfect. Beyond perfect!
One of my favorite things to do was to look at his big brown eyes his thick hair, perfectly formed ears and marvel at the perfection of life. I could not believe that at the age of 40 and Joyce at the age of 38 that we had attained the right of passage. The right of parenthood after all those years.
The doctor’s secretary casually made his next appointment for 2 months later. I thought that was a little early as why would you take a healthy baby in so quickly I asked. 2 months later I found out. We returned with Weston and walked into the examination room where Dr. Mick promptly put Weston on the scale, noted his weight, measured his head, and pulled out his tray of needles.
I had no idea at the time.
Over the next couple days, my happy and cherub little boy was no longer as happy. He was fussy and distressed. His tummy hurt. He had received three shots of five different vaccines. When I questioned the doctor about the necessity he reassured me that the vaccines were necessary to the well-being and development of Weston and all children.
We, like most parents believed him. After all he was the doctor.
They penciled in an appointment for 2 months later. A well-baby check-up where they would again repeat the procedures. This time Weston cried even more at the shots and was even fussier when we left. We made a follow-up appointment to express our concerns and were told that kids get sick all the time and he would be fine.
Another well check followed two months later.
The damage and change was so subtle and minuscule and took place over a period of days and weeks and then months. We just remembered the doctor’s words as kids get sick and Weston certainly was not the epitome of health he was when he entered into this world.
You have to remember it was 1998 the internet was almost non-existent and people didn’t talk about it.
The well-baby visits ended but the endless doctor’s appointments had just begun. There was something wrong with Weston. Something not right.
Over the next several months Weston began missing his milestones. Classic symptoms of autism but no one ever brought that up. No one had even mentioned the word. Yet…
By the age of one Weston still had not walked but would walk on his knees. He would get frustrated and bang his head easily. He would remove his clothes his shoes and his socks and at the time we did not know why. His screaming started slowly and then accelerated to a point of Non-Stop. Up all night. Projectile vomiting, electrical smelling diarrhea. It was hell on all of us and this when we should be enjoying our little Weston.
Mysteriously we knew several other parents that were experiencing the same thing and no one had any answers.
To be continued…
My Thoughts on December 7, 2021
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