July 2021

My family – husband and daughter and I came down with the Delta Covid variant together. I felt the symptoms first and it felt like a sinus infection. It got worse over the next few days, and it had the feeling like it could get worse.  So, we went for a Covid test to check, and we were all positive.

I facetime’d my new doctor. and she said I wasn’t old enough or sick enough for the IV they started doing that we had heard of, and because I wasn’t vaccinated yet. I was, “What was wrong with humanity?” Well, we realized then she wasn’t going to be of any help.

A friend gave us a number to Frontline doctors in California, and thank God, they helped my husband and daughter, but it was too late for me.

My oxygen dropped very low and my husband called an ambulance which he hated to have to do, but he didn’t know what else to do. I was in emergency at the local trauma hospital and had to stay there due to a shortage of beds. I believe I got a bed there the next day, and then I don’t know when I was moved. We will analyze my chart and try to find the exact information.

Once in a room, I don’t remember everything but I do remember some. I do believe I was very weak from high fevers. I was very thirsty and hungry, but not sure if I was eating or drinking. I texted a friend that I had to use the potty chair by my bed.

I remember talking to a liver specialist because my enzymes were too high for a treatment they wanted to give me, and that was remdesivir. I remember being happy I wasn’t going to get that. I had not heard good things. It says in my chart, I was given it, we think three hours later by another doctor. The Specialist said,  “NO,” and that is charted.

The next day I went on the ventilator. My poor family found out from me when I texted them before they took my phone away.  My text was, “OMG, they have come in to put me to sleep and on the vent. I love you all so much, please pray for me.”  I knew it was goodbye. It was awful to be so weak, and couldn’t fight for myself or hardly talk.  Scary can’t even explain it.

I could hear so much in the coma. That was even scarier. People dying. Beds moving. Omg.

My poor family got the call that I was going into cardiac arrest or would be. That my heart couldn’t take it. When my family said to do full code the nurse hung up on them rudely. They feared for my life.

I got a new nurse that my family hadn’t talked to, and one morning my stats went normal, and she called my daughter and said, “I am on for a few days and will be your mom’s nurse.  I’m going to try to get your mom off this thing. It took a few days, but she did it.

When I awoke they cried saying, “I was a miracle.”  I was sepsis, had pneumonia, given fentanyl, remdesivir and so much more drugs.  No one else lived. No one. Forty-0ne days in ICU,  and no one else lived.

We were told later that freezer trucks were at the hospital due to so many deaths. But there was NO to ivermectin, and the other proven drugs that, thank God, saved my family at home.  They were so bad they almost died from the Covid, but the Frontline doctors did everything they could and sent everything they could to help them, and they lived too!

Please reach out, I would love to do anything I can to help! God saved me and I feel a responsibility to tell this story. I will have more information too when we go over my chart!

Ginae