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HOSPITAL DOCTORS NEVER VISIT PATIENT UNTIL LAST TWO DAYS OF HIS LIFE, WHEN THEY PUSH HIM TO SIGN FORMS SO HE CAN BE INTUBATED
Wife Convinced that Her Husband was Treated Differently in Hospital Because He was Not Covid Vaccinated
My 42-year-old healthy husband went into the hospital on November 19, 2021, 10 days out from Covid because his oxygen saturation levels at home were in the mid to high 60’s. He was admitted and sent to isolation. Randy immediately was given Remdesivir without being told what he was being given and the side effects of this protocol. He was told he had Covid Glass Pneumonia. They said his x-rays looked horrific. Within the first day, they told him he was going to have a long road ahead of him with probable lung damage. He was getting this diagnosis after being there for less than 24 hours..
He was told multiple times that he should have been vaccinated and it would be different if you were. When a doctor finally got on the phone with me, the first question asked was, as if they didn't already know, “is he vaccinated?” As soon as I told him, “no,” he responded, “oh no, that’s a problem.”
His first nurse was horrible to him. My husband was being pushy about his care and they didn’t like that. She came into his room as little as possible. Every day his oxygen was increased and by day three, he was sent to the Intensive Care Unit (ICU) because he needed a high-flow machine that they didn’t have on the regular floors. Again, back into isolation.
I still couldn’t see him after asking multiple times. He wanted to come home. They told him that he would most likely be there through Christmas. On day three, his anxiety was through the roof and his blood pressure was high. They gave him an anti-anxiety medication that helped for the night. He just kept telling me that he wanted to come home and was scared that he couldn’t breathe. We rarely talked on the phone because they told him to keep his talking to a minimum and that would help him. He was doing everything they said, and he had been laying on his stomach for days now barely getting up to eat. He was not eating much. I was able to bring him a couple meals but it just depended on the nurse.
By the fifth day, the doctor checked for blood clots and treated for them and it was never brought up again. The second week was a huge blur; our communication was getting shorted and our texting was getting further apart. He was sleeping a lot so I am not sure if they gave him medication to help him sleep. He was on the maximum amount of oxygen and being pressured to intubate. I begged him not to. His friends and our family begged him not to, but the doctors kept persisting and saying that this would be his best option to survive.
The doctors never came in until the last couple days before they intubated him to keep pushing for him to sign the forms. My husband wanted to come home so he complied with the doctors. He was intubated for less than two hours before he threw a blood clot and went into cardiac arrest. They were able to restart his heart but I was told it was only a matter of time before this would happen again. His heart rate was high, well over 120. This was at 8:00 PM on December 2, 2021.
I woke up on December 3, 2021, and knew that I needed to see my husband. On that day, I was able to get him moved to a “clean room” so I could see him since they considered him to be end of life. At that time, I was told that my time would be short. While I was in there with my husband, an x-ray team came in to took an x-ray of his abdomen. This was totally unnecessary since this was my only time with him and he didn’t have a stomach issue - just something to bill for, I guess. While multiple nurses started to gather in his room and look at me as though he was not going to make it to the next hour, I decided to walk out of the ICU area to catch my breath.
I took a breath and called my mom and the second she said, “hello,” they called Code Blue in his room. So, I ran back in there to see at least 15 nurses and doctors in there doing chest compressions. They were never able to bring my 42-year-old healthy husband back to life. He left behind three daughters - 15 years, 12 years, and 7 years old.
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