PATIENT’S WIFE GIVES HEAD ICU NURSE FLCCC PROTOCOL FOR HOSPITALIZED PATIENTS BUT HOSPITAL TOTALLY IGNORES IT
Wife Writes on Husband’s Forearms, “NO VENT, NO REMDESIVIR” but He is Still Given Remdesivir and Ventilated Less Than 24 Hours After Entering ER
My husband, Ray Lamar, age 71, was ultimately murdered by hospital protocol on February 9, 2022. I have shared this with (and am a task force member of) FormerFedsGroup.Org/chbmp.org.
On January 25, 2022, Ray was on the Covid floor at Copiah County Medical Center, Hazlehurst, Mississippi. While I was allowed by our primary care physician to be with Ray, Dr. John Witcher tried desperately to help us get the staff to follow the Front Line Covid-19 Critical Care Alliance (FLCCC) protocol, but was unsuccessful. According to his medical records, which I got after his death, I discovered that Ray was given Remdesivir during his initial Emergency Room (ER) visit the night before, January 24, even though I had written in black sharpie on both forearms: “NO VENT, NO REMDESIVIR” along with my name and phone number.
Evidently, they gave him Xanax early and then gave him Ativan later in the afternoon, both against my wishes, and Dr. Witcher’s advice. At noon, he was fine, eating lunch with a nasal cannula, temporarily replacing the O2 mask; but five hours later, he had devolved into a dementia-like patient, had been diapered, and had lost all sense of reality, becoming combative with the staff.
As my husband’s lips and mouth turned black, the attending doctor came in and screamed at me, “He’s DYING!!! Are YOU going to let him die right here???” Scared out of my mind, and knowing Ray didn’t want to be vented, I very reluctantly, and through blinding tears and deep fear, gave them permission, and he was vented less than 24 hours after entering the ER. He was then transferred 20 miles by helicopter to Kings-Daughters Medical Center Intensive Care Unit (ICU) in Brookhaven MS, where he died 14 days later from kidney failure/dialysis, multiple organ failure, and finally, ventricular tachycardia - with no Do Not Resuscitate in effect, resuscitation efforts failed and his premonition of death to Covid was realized. Sadly, our preventive measures of Ivermectin, Vitamins C and D and Zinc were not enough to overcome the deadly effects of the Remdesivir, nor of the doctors’ repeated refusals to follow FLCCC guidelines.
I gave the head ICU nurse a copy of the FLCCC treatment for hospitalized patients three days after his transfer (when I finally found out who and how to send it, but still within five days of symptom onset) as I was not allowed visitation rights. That nurse responded, “this is great information! I can’t guarantee that they will listen, but I will press the issue!” I was excited, but we had no luck. I must make note here that, unlike so many other horror stories, the nurses who were caring for Ray there, really were “caring.” They were kind, fully supportive and answered all of my questions each shift when I called, and I’m so thankful to them for doing their best, within their limitations.
The day before he died, and after repeated requests on my part, I copied the entire FLCCC protocol, from prevention through long-haul treatments, and left three copies (two doctors and the head nurse) at the ICU desk, thinking we had time to turn things around (by now I was allowed daily one-hour visits) so Dr. Witcher had me applying Ivermectin horse paste to the soles of his feet, as I concurrently convinced one doctor to increase his steroid dosage to protocol guidelines (although medical records later showed that he did not). Looking back now, he must have known that Ray was passing, his job accomplished, and he was just appeasing me.
That same day, I was rubbing lotion on his arms and legs, telling him how much I loved, missed, and needed him, and singing along with our favorite gospel music, when I saw one huge “I love you too, and I’ll be waiting on heaven’s shore for you” tear fall from his left eye - my last gift from his heart, which I will cherish till my dying breath. He passed away at 5:00 the next morning, as I lay awake praying for him, his nurse calling and very sadly explaining he had passed from a heart attack. Remdesivir had done its dirty work and the CDC chalked up another one in their win-column.
So now, as his proxy and a member of #GodsWarriors, I have joined the fight for Ray’s honor and God’s glory, as His will is revealed!
Thank you, AFLN, for all you are doing to attend to, and serve us in our hours, days, and weeks of need! You’re truly God’s Angels on earth! May His richest blessings be yours as you continue to be His heart, His hands and His feet.
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