Self-introduction

Hi, my name is Erin Greene Rettig. I am a mother of nine amazing
children and a snazma to 13.

I am here today to tell you all the story of my son Daniel.

Daniel was a light in this world.
He walked in his faith.
He loved his family passionately.

He left behind the love of his life, Kersandra and his 3 beautiful
children Caden, Shanna and Kierra.

In September of 2021, my son Daniel was under a doctor’s care at
home, he was being treated for pneumonia.
The doctor had warned them not to go to the hospital. People are
not coming out. “Drs Words”

Daniel was prescribed ivermectin and hydroxychloroquine but at that
time, pharmacies could not fill this script. It would be several days
to a week before they could get it.

Daniel’s wife, Kersandra and his in-laws all took ivermectin and
recovered. We knew many more people who recovered as well using
ivermectin.

They had no choice but to call the paramedics once his oxygen
dropped below 70. He was struggling to breathe.

I got on the next flight out to Kentucky.

Kersandra was the power of attorney and both Daniel and her were
aware of the protocols of the hospital and signed and verbalized that
Daniel would not be given the Remdesivir or any type of ventilation
treatment.

They were strongly against this treatment and made it clear!

Once Daniel was admitted they would not let me or Kersandra into
the hospital with him.

After some time, Kersandra was able to go in for about 30 minutes a
day however, she could not access his room. She was only allowed
to stand outside of his room and to pray over him.

After a few days, which felt like years, they let me in and I also could
not have access to his room, only just outside the door.

We had very restricted times in which we were able to go into the
hospital.

It was his bare feet I was only able to see from my vantage point and
I prayed into them intentionally.

My baby boy was so close, I could sense breathing and his body rise
and fall. I traveled over 700 miles only to come against an evil no
parent should ever have to face.

A hospital. A place of healing became a prison, and I was one
moment away from being forcibly removed just for wanting to be
with my son.

How it felt to be helplessly standing outside that door…

Barred from entering the room where my child is laying 10 feet from
me, and they physically won’t let me near him. It is CRIMINAL.

We received a frantic phone call they had to vent Daniel since he
was struggling to breathe.

When speaking with a doctor friend he informed of us the likelihood
of anyone walking out of the hospital after being ventilated was
extremely low. We immediately said, NO!

The Dr said, “at least he would have a chance to live right now if he
was on a ventilator but without the ventilator he does not!”

After going back and forth with him we said we are on our way!

Once getting there they said it was already done! When we picked
up the medical records this procedure was already performed at
5am!

This phone call was at 9am!

Again, against Daniel’s will!

I asked the Dr to read me a list of the medication Daniel was on. I
was shocked to hear that Remdesivir was on that list and
immediately told him to take my son off it and to refer to the records
Kersandra, his wife and him signed regarding that medication when
admitted!

On day 1. His doctor promised me he would take him off if.
Kersandra followed up with this doctor about the subject and was
lied to about the actions taken to remove that medication from his
treatment.

The doctor stated he was following “protocol” and I asked him, “well
what about ivermectin?” Through tears I begged the doctor and he
responded to me with the statement:

“I know it works I have used it, but my hands are tied!” He stated I
would have to go to administration and speak with them!

I was screaming at them! “I have my lawyer on the phone, and I will
be going to the administration immediately.” Here is his script!

At that moment a kidney specialist joined us outside the room.

He was one of the doctors who was treating Daniel. He said, “l am
so sorry it’s too late.”

We stood in disbelief and questioned him, what are you talking
about?

He said that Daniel’s kidneys were shutting down and it’s a side
effect of using Remdesivir.

That’s when I found out my son was on it per the hospitals protocol
totally against his will!

Within minutes they ran out of his room all hands-on deck. My heart
was crushed, I was confused.

DANIEL WAS ONE OF SEVEN PEOPLE WHO “CODED” THAT
EVENING OVER “HOSPITAL PROTOCOL!”

Our hearts were broken. The same nurses who refused to allow us to
see him came to us and asked if we would like to come in and watch
as they resuscitated my son.
How dare they!! They wouldn’t let me anywhere near him for the
entire time I was there!

All I wanted to do was to touch Daniel, to let him hear my voice and
to have him treated with ivermectin.

To be denied medical freedom in which we could have chosen to
use the ivermectin that could have worked is pure evil.

Everyone who knew it was a part of this and is complicit.

They are responsible for his death plus hundreds of thousands
more.

After my son’s death, we went to the hospital to pick up his medical
records that were more than 1000 pages. The lady who handed them
to us said, “I normally do not work in this hospital. Here is my cell
number. I need you to take it, call me for anything. Please do
something about this, they are killing people here, please!”

When reviewing his records, here are all the drugs he was on!
SHOW SLIDE******
WHY WAS MY SON ON 16 PLUS MEDICATIONS, ONE BEING USED
FOR SCHIZOPHRENIA AND TWO THAT SUPPRESSES BREATHING.

CLOSING:

In a million years I wouldn’t have thought it would be my son.

I am fully educated, and it still happened to my family and I.

The inhumane treatment of patients and families must come to an
end. People were being sent away from the hospital until they were
so sick that their only option was to follow “hospital protocol.”

Patients were alone and scared, just like my son, having no family or
advocate next to them to protect their rights! He even called and
stated he was hungry and thirsty, the medical staff weren’t even
supplying the basics!

You couldn’t make the important medical choices we had the right
to make for our loved ones!

What is truly going on?

Our medical rights are being taken away! How dare they take that
away from us!

I hope sharing my story encourages you to share your stories.
Research these things, learn the truth and fight for it.

Our rights as Americans are being threatened! Fighting for medical
freedom has become a deeply and powerful endeavor for me in
honor of my son, Daniel. Healthcare decisions should remain
between patients and their doctors, free from unnecessary
interference or intimidation from the government.

I am grateful for the people who continuously stand by my family
and I during this horrific time. Words are inadequate.

I’m thankful for our governor who fights for families and fought to
make sure that your family doesn’t die alone.

I will end in scripture.

Psalms 34:18
The Lord is close to the broken hearted and saves those who are
crushed in spirit.

I am thankful I do not walk alone.