“SHAME on the hospital systems that systematically denied patients (and their begging families) this FDA-approved, Nobel prize winning, wonder drug.”
I was one of those begging family members and know personally several others. I tried to sneak him in some, and he was getting rapidly better, but I didn’t treat aggressively enough because I had to use the horse paste and was afraid to overdo it. YHWH will have to help me to forgive these evil monsters because I cannot in and of myself. I have decided to, as I know how crucial forgiveness is for me in turn, but the forgetting and residual anger may prove impossible.
He had not gotten the mRNA shot (it wasn’t available at that time) so I don’t know how he got the disease, whether by “shedding” or by nasal swabs, or something sprayed into the air…?
Very odd how, even that early on, the local attorneys I contacted regarding all the clumsy, negligent and malicious malpractice events that also nearly killed him told me immediately they couldn’t “touch anything covid-related”. Not even for all that malpractice, leaving the covid portion entirely out of the equation. The only way they could possibly have had such a definitive, hardline stance is that they had ample forewarning.
A charge nurse and the respiratory therapy head were extremely aggressive in trying to push him onto a ventilator immediately following admission “to give his lungs a rest” (bonuses..?). Just before he transferred to another facility, his attending and pulmonologist told me that my fight against that saved his life – no uncertainty or qualifications about it.
Millions of average people have made themselves every bit as evil as the monsters in the name of money and job security, apparently content to put the revolver with the single round to their own heads as well in the process.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=myCc4hqN27E
Hard to watch the terrible Jimmy Fallon song but go to 2:21 for the one eye.
These people.
Recently a client was telling me about how his wife got covid (again) and he didn’t this time although they spent time close together. He said “I’ve been vaxxed to the gills” so they must have done the job.
I said ‘but from day 1 they said the vaccine does not stop transmission – it only mitigates symptoms’. He went totally silent.
It is mind boggling what people choose to hear and what they completely ignore.
This “shedding” things has me concerned. I am constantly touching people who have been vaxxed. Some of them get every one that comes down the pipe lately like shingles, flu, covid, all of them. My one client is 80 years old – has gotten every shot available and has gotten covid 4 times and been hospitalized twice.
I just don’t know what to say to these people. It seems like nothing would reach them.
I totally agree that so many people are putting a gun to their own head over fear and are also the crabs trying to pull everyone down into the bucket with them. Sad
Ivermectin is especially mind boggling because it’s been used for over 80 years and has no known side effects. How can so many people be deceived so easily into ignoring tried and true – vs getting a completely unproven, risky due to magnitude of intended effects jab because the media and president said so. sometimes it’s difficult to have compassion for so many that fail to use even the most basic common sense.
The gatekeepers who restrict others for money have a special place reserved, I think. That is literally idolatry they’re imposing on others and watching them die for it – so added component of human sacrifice.
Yes a special place. Things are going to get so weird with the innocent but naive swaying to the tune of the piper. Can feel it happening already
My uncle was admitted for covid related complications. Had him hospitalized for a while and off the ventilator. My aunt told me they weren’t feeding him, he repeatedly asked her to bring food as he was hungry. At one point he was improving then all of sudden bad again. They intubated him, some short time later he was gone.
Absolutely these hospitals capitalizing on covid deaths. They get monetary kick backs if a person is reported as dying due to covid. Like the elite want proof a person died from it and you get compensation for it. Like a bounty. Many health professionals are killers and bounty hunters for the elite.
Absolutely nightmarish the times we are living in.
I believe you. And I’m very sorry for you both. They weren’t trying to feed my husband or to help him to take anything, either. He was on continuous bipap at the time, so he definitely needed help. He finally asked a woman he was fortunate enough to be awake to see to please help him to take some Ensure. They would have callously let him starve.
So many other things happened – one mask change the RT apparently left some plastic material inside the mask, which he had to pull out from his own throat.
They transferred him from an MRI back onto a stretcher and tore his foley catheter entirely out, causing trauma and a fresh UTI.
They set up his bedside commode all the way across the room, stretching his vapotherm line to its limit and forcing him to walk, which always caused him to drop in o2 dangerously after a slight delay (plus just using the bathroom caused him to drop and would often take him 45min or longer to fully recover, even from just voiding into a urinal without standing at all). He asked them to not leave him alone, yet they did, and he passed out and fell face-first onto the floor with no break to his fall. They found him with his o2 line on the floor and he was purple by then, with his first lung collapse.
One woman got angry because I’d call once per shift to check on him while he was still locked down and I couldn’t visit (first 5 weeks) so she took the phone in to his room, jerked the bipap from his face, shoved the phone towards him and said, “Talk to your wife” and left him there to crash again. I heard him struggling to get someone back in to help him. I have to wonder, with everything being so new and everyone so supposedly terrified, why a nurse would take their desk phone and jam it into the face of someone so profoundly sick from this contractible disease? Presumably it wasn’t disposable.
It’s as if the lockdown units gave these medical providers license to be every bit as monstrous as they could have conceived of being. I know in my former facility, there was no middle manager the entire 12h shift, only the lower tier managers the management had already hobbled in the eyes of the supervised staff. So, not unpredictably, it was a free-for-all and with patients confined to their rooms, people got what little care they got and had no recourse otherwise. No families allowed to witness the state of their people.
When I was finally allowed to see my husband, he looked pitiful. He’d gotten 2 actual bed baths during that entire time – towards the end of the 5 weeks, by one CNA willing to help him. The rest of the time they used wipes which left a residue on his skin, and usually those were only to heavily soiled areas. His calves looked like deeply wrinkled elephant skin after we got the swelling down. I’ve never seen any human in such neglected condition, and they had actually freshened him up prior to my arrival. In three days, I had him looking and feeling so drastically improved that his attending at that time was livid with me – he didn’t trust me because I cured a rash that was covering his torso so completely it was hard to find any clear skin, and severe edema to both legs, just using natural products. He kept trying to figure out what I was giving him, but he didn’t think to question the herbal teas and what I put into his antioxidant drinks.
Oh my goodness – that sounds awful. People absolutely need advocates in hospitals especially these days for the reason mentioned above. When hospitals are incentivized for Covid deaths look out – it makes zero sense but people are getting terrible treatment. I’m glad you got him through that – barely it sounds like he was really sick
Yes, that’s not including the multiple other times he coded just while I was present to see it – I helped resuscitate him on 3 occasions and witnessed several others.
One evening I was sitting on his side of the bed, praying and really feeling overwhelmed with it and I saw two figures appear in front of me. One was seated, looking at me and one was on his left, seating facing him. That second one turned, looked at me, then turned back and said something. I couldn’t hear them but I got senses of what they were saying and responded, asked questions, etc. When they disappeared, I was no longer afraid at all and I knew that no matter what he was going to be okay.
Funnily, he reported to me after he got home seeing two men talking as well, but they were above him, looking down and he couldn’t make them out very well and couldn’t hear them at all. He said it was during his time in isolation and he had been hallucinating/somewhere else most of that time. He said they were speaking to him, though, and when they left he just felt peaceful and not worried. That was when he finally realized he had to take in some nutrition. He said the staff told him later he’d been mottled and they were expecting him to die at any time.
I know the one who’d turned to look at me was with us on at least one occasion later while he was still in ICU after having transferred.
We both had also found our own personal mantras (of sorts) – his was “Take every thought captive” and mine was “No poor report” – meaning, no matter what anyone said, any test showed or the evidence of my own eyes, I would not fear because YHWH is so much bigger than all of those things. If He made him, He could most certainly heal him. So, you see, I only did the things I had been shown to do – all the studying and stocking up on these natural medicines in advance were a preparation and I have been immensely grateful to have realized them and purchased them in time.
We’ve both had another bout of respiratory troubles (I think we’re being sprayed excessively – we live rural but a large Army base is not far from us and planes are constantly on the go) and I was afraid I’d be forced to take him in again, but he listened and tried some of the more fringe treatments he’d been too afraid to the first time (plus I couldn’t sneak in some of those before as staff was watching me like a hawk) and they have helped both of us. He’s started to see a naturopath (still awaiting the start of ozone therapy!) and this MD reinforced with him that my treatments were solid.
Wow that’s quite an ordeal. Being resuscitated that many times in nuts! I bet he had some astral travel / near death experiences. Must have been very stressful coming that close to losing him – your kids dad 🙁
They have picked up spraying around here lately I’ve noticed. All high up way high up. It always precedes a weather event among other things. Sounds like you’re being sprayed with something else
My husband now isn’t my kids’ father. But he’s far better to my daughter and son in law and to me than her dad is/was, so there’s that. Thank you, Kwon, it’s really good to have you back.
Had to unplug again for a while – this time of year is always tough as is mid may with mother’s day my bday and her passing happening in a few days of each other.
That is really hard, I’m sorry. I know you said your home situation was very complicated and that type of hardship background can make it so much harder/more confusing to work through.
I got stunted for a long time in the abnormal “fierce loyalty” stage – my loyalty wasn’t fierce in emotion like many abused people’s is, but it was blinding enough to me that I couldn’t even see the hurts my mother had caused until well into adulthood, as I had focused all my anger onto my adoptive father. I felt sorry for her, (and also a lot of guilt over how I’d treated her too often when I was young) so my empathy and skewed perception of her involvement in everything kept me from realizing or processing it all.
I’ve been able to let the residual anger out better in the last few years – I’m not furious like I was with her initially (but couldn’t admit to anyone except two people who kept it quiet while she was alive). It’s more of a soft sadness now.
I’m praying it will be easier for you this year, since you did that spiritual letting go work.
@lgageharleya
Thank you for the prayers!
I hope your husband makes a full recovery – where is he in the recovery process? It is unclear to me what his illness is/was.
It’s funny to me they watch you like a hawk at the hospital because you’re trying to help your husband which they didn’t seem capable of doing. I wonder how nurses can fall in line with this behavior – toe the line of poor health care / deathcare.
I figure you treated your mom the way she probably deserved to be treated. When kids act out at their parents it is usually for a very good reason in my experience. You probably knew a lot more about her parenting in a subconscious way which triggered the ‘bad’ behavior toward her.
@thekwon That’s the thing, though, I was raised believing and I have never been given license by the Father to treat anyone badly, not even to treat others as they sometimes deserve (from my perspective), especially not my own parents. This is a pretty specific statement. They are not supposed to provoke their children, either, but we’re all fallible. If I want YHWH’s best for me, the challenge is to overcome my own fallen nature. Anyone can return insult for insult and revenge for perceived wrongs. I see it as an embodiment of forgiveness, and as I forgive others, so YHWH will forgive me. So I really want to be able to make that happen quickly and well. It’s at times not possible in my own power, I have to take it to Him, lay it at His feet and ask for help. Sometimes I go quietly grab it back again, and have to repeat the process. This doesn’t mean I have to be a doormat, but I didn’t always realize the distinction.
The process of healing from these very real wrongs is distinct from our decision to forgive, and we must go through it. This is also muddied understanding for most of us and we either forgive so hard it hurts and never get well ourselves or “steel ourselves” against forgiveness – either believing we have and it’s done or refusing to do so (as we see evidences of how crappily many people who do it have been and continue to be treated and how miserable they are – the doormat trap).
What happened to my husband was called covid (of course) and I am at a loss for another descriptor, myself. We had spent several days traveling together for his father and older brother’s memorial service, with his recently “vaccinated” (oh, wow, how our memories work! The vaccine was still new then, but was available, especially in some areas – his brother is more a city boy) brother, staying in a single hotel room (his brother took the sofa-sleeper) but a lot of people at his work likely took it the first chance they got, too. Who knows…?
The day I finally called EMS, I found him in bed, burning hot, I’m talking 104-106* delirious. I asked him how he felt and he said, “BMW”. I asked him his age (he’d answer, go blank, and I’d repeat the question) and got an impressive range, from 20’s to 60’s.
I got him into some tepid water (miraculously without incident – poor decision on my part) and started to sponge him down and his temperature improved and he got a little clearer, but he was still very badly off – we’d both been ill a week at this point – I’d thought and hoped it was just a bad flu that would pass and had been treating it (with what little energy I had) as such.
When I got him out of the bath and onto the bed in the extra bedroom just adjacent (he fell onto it, 3/4 on, 1/4 off – I still shudder at my decision to submerge him instead of just compresses and am so thankful he was protected from falling!!) I checked his O2 sats and got a reading of 34%.
I didn’t believe that possible – he’d been talking to me, unlabored, just sluggish, and if not answering appropriately – attributable to fever – I had zero evidence or inclination to check this based on symptoms. So I cleaned my pulse ox and checked again. I ended up checking all his fingers and most of his toes and the personal best was 54%, if I recall, but the 34-36% was the clear crowd favorite. So, I called EMS, deep distrust of allopathy and all, because had I not, he definitely would have died, I think. I didn’t have any further idea of what to do for him at that time. They got 34% too.
Funny aside, sick as he was and off his head, when EMS got him out on the stretcher and into the front yard, he gazed, side to side from his lofty perch like Little Lord Fauntleroy, and said, “Yes, yes, beHOLD, neighbors, my plight!”
He told me later that, during his lockdown first 5wks admitted and awhile beyond, they were all talking to him REALLY LOUD and in single words broadly spaced. He kept looking at them like they were crazy or simple (as they were assuming this of him). They thought his brain must have been damaged, but there is no evidence of any cognitive diminishment at all.
Having been/being a nurse (I am still licensed) nurses fall in line because they have to, we know very clearly where we are supposed to start and to stop and what we can and cannot say, regardless of how true or helpful certain things may be. Some of us may try to couch said truths in certain language to allay charges of “giving medical/prescriptive advice” but we are well trained in leaving many things alone and to the discretion of the patient with his/her doctor. It’s actually sold as a point of pride in the profession.