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NURSE TELLS FAMILY, “IF YOU DON’T AGREE TO DNR, WE WILL CRACK OPEN HIS CHEST AND HE WILL GO THROUGH A LOT OF TRAUMAS”
Wife Fights for Good Treatment for Her Husband as Most Hospital Staff Fight Against Her Ruthlessly
Michael became ill with covid symptoms on August 6, 2021, two days after I became ill. The two days following we spoke to a doctor here in Florida who, after a telehealth visit, prescribed us the Ivermectin/Hydroxychloroquine regime. Unfortunately, all pharmacies in our area were low with both medications and we would have to wait for these medications for quite a few days. Four days after Michael became ill on August 10, he complained about his chest feeling heavy. I suggested that we both go to local standalone ER, and we chose AdventHealth.
When we first arrived, I had my husband sit while I went to the front desk. We were both masked with the N95 masks, and I immediately told reception that we both were covid positive. I told the woman working reception that my husband had a heavy feeling in his chest, and I was looking to be checked as well. She asked if we were vaccinated, and I told her we were not. She was very rude and so much so that I asked her if we should leave and go elsewhere. A few minutes later while I was finishing up paperwork, Triage called my husband back and shortly after, they called me back.
When I arrived in Triage, they had taken all of my husband’s vitals and given him an EKG. They told me his oxygen was at 93% stating that was low and that they were concerned. They took us to our rooms and immediately separated us from each other. I heard the doctor first examine my husband. I could hear them talking but not so much what they were actually saying. The doctor then came over to my room and he asked if my husband and I were vaccinated. I am sure he had already asked my husband but asked me again. I told him we were not, and he pointed his finger in my face, got really close and told me we should be ashamed of ourselves.
He then told me that it looks like, based on my vitals, that I was the lucky one and my husband was not. He told me he wanted to admit my husband as his x-rays did not look good and that his could be life or death. My husband was admitted, and I was given five minutes to say good-bye before they escorted me out of the ER. I asked them if I could stay with him until he at least got a room at the hospital itself, and they told me no and I had to leave. I also told them I had just received a call earlier that morning that our prescriptions for Ivermectin and Hydroxychloroquine were ready for pick-up. And could I bring them back and have them administer that medication to Michael.
The nurse told me that was not their protocol, was not proven to help with covid and would not be allowed. That was the last time I saw my husband alive. Hours later, Michael finally got a room at AdventHealth Hospital in Altamonte Springs, Florida. Michael was put on a BiPap and sent to ICU for evaluation. I had not received any communication regarding his medications, regimens or any action plans from the doctors or nurses. Occasionally, I received a call from a nurse at night who would tell me how he was doing but the conversations were vague.
During this time, Michael’s parents had been speaking to one of the doctors who was helping him and after hours of pleading, he agreed to give my husband Ivermectin. It was a low dose, and it was prescribed for five days. During this time, just after 24 hours, Michael was improving. On August 20, 2021, before he was to take his fourth round of Ivermectin that was given to him by the nursing staff, he dropped the pill while trying to take it and because there was no hospital staff in the room with him, he tried to reach it himself and, according to staff, he had an episode. We aren’t really sure what exactly happened.
All hospital and doctors’ notes skip over this “episode” and nothing is mentioned about this. They did state falsely that he had all five doses of the Ivermectin when he only had three doses. When this “episode” occurred, a nurse had called me to tell me of it. She stated he dropped the pill and panicked when he went to pick it up and his oxygen dropped so they sedated him. This is one of the very few updates I had ever received from this hospital staff. They told me they would call me later and let me know how he was doing.
Later that evening, I received a text from my husband. He told me he had made a mistake and dropped the pill and “the first thing they wanted to do was shove a hose down my throat.” Then he stated he argued and asked for just the oxygen mask and they sedated him to keep him calm. He said he felt like he was in a cloud. After that, he stopped texting, and it was the last time I ever heard from my husband again. About an hour later, the nurse called me to tell me he was doing better, and they were moving him to another floor where less severe cases of covid stay. She explained to me he stopped texting because he was highly sedated, and he was just falling in and out of sleep.
The next morning at about 9:45, a doctor called me to inform me that my husband was placed on a ventilator. She was cold and unsympathetic. Then she told me that his oxygen dropped, and she told him if she didn’t ventilate him, he would die. He was ventilated without anyone’s knowledge or consent, and we feel he wasn’t in any position to provide consent himself as he was highly medicated. What we read in the hospital notes is that he was delirious and in severe distress.
So although he had a “Do Not Intubate” order, she said he rescinded it. And because his status was unclear, she intubated him. We never received any contact beforehand that his condition was deteriorating or that he was not doing well. Again, the last we heard that night before was that he was improving.
Once Michael was placed on the ventilator, his parents and I tried speaking to doctors and staff about trying high dose vitamin C therapy. One of the doctors told us that vitamin C therapy would not help. We asked if we could try regardless. He went on to tell us how vitamin C could harm his kidneys and then eventually said if he were to agree to administer high dose vitamin C, we would have to sign a DNR. He gave us an ultimatum and we found this very disturbing. Of course, we never agreed to that. We were contacted by palliative care and that representative was very unsympathetic as well. She actually cracked some jokes and tried to be funny while speaking to us.
I believe she also asked about a DNR. We were pressured quite a bit from hospital staff during the time my husband was ventilated about a DNR. I’m sure they pressured him as well. We did speak to nurses every evening for status updates, but we had to make the call. We only seemed to speak to doctors if we requested it. We had a doctor tells us at one point they were watching his kidneys but in his medical records, it states he had acute kidney injury.
It was never disclosed to us the numerous medications they were administering to him or the damage they could cause, starting with Remdesivir that was given to him before he was even transported from the ER to the hospital. Our consent was never asked for anything they did to him or gave him during times when he couldn’t make a sound decision for himself or during the days he was ventilated.
They called my cell phone the early morning of August 31, 2021, to tell me Michael was dying. The nurse I spoke to was abrupt, mean and rude with my husband’s parents and myself. She asked us to agree to the DNR and we started by saying no but she became almost angry. And told us he was dying and that if we didn’t agree to the DNR, they’d be cracking his chest open, and he’d be going through a lot of traumas. We then agreed to the DNR. After three weeks and obviously too late, they let us go to see him before he died. We walked through the covid ICU floor. It was heart wrenching and disturbing to see how many people were waiting to die, all on ventilators. There had to have been at least 30 people that we passed before we got to my husband.
We were not allowed to go in to see him until we were fully geared in HAZMAT suits, gloves, masks, and shields on top of the masks. I was unable to touch my husband with my bare hands. The nurse came in right as we got there and put something in his IV and he started to slip away. It haunts me today because I do believe whatever the nurse gave him expedited his dying. Fifteen minutes after the IV was given, he was gone. A doctor came in after he passed to confirm he was gone and to speak to us. He too was very undetached with no sympathy, cold, just like the nurse who called us hours before.
This doctor told us how all those people we saw and passed were dying and how the man next to my husband was in his 30’s. My husband’s mother told him the hospital protocols obviously aren’t working and he said nothing and left the room. As you can see, my husband was given numerous medications all without our knowledge or consent. We were never kept informed as to his progress and deteriorating condition from the doctors and the nurses were very vague. In addition, the doctor’s progress notes have multiple errors. We have been reaching out to different attorneys looking for help with this and it seems no one wants to get involved.
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