Diane Kay Smith – October 12 1953-October 12 2021

My wife Diane had started to change in 2014. She was losing interest in doing some things and started sitting around a lot of the day watching tv. She did start to forget things here and there as we all do. But finally about three years ago when she got on social security and Medicare, she had her first physical.

She made the doctors suspect about something maybe being wrong. They gave her an MRI and found damage to the front of her brain probably from a couple of good car wrecks years ago. She was on medications such as denozapile and was given an oxygen machine to sleep at night (no cpap or high volume and she did not require it during the day). I am telling you this to start as I don’t want to give benefits hospital any ammo we didn’t anticipate.

And…….this last year was very hard on the both of us. We did have our good times but she was losing things way more often, driving off at night and getting lost. I should also add that Diane still smoked cigarettes to the end and could not kick the addiction as she tried and was diagnosed with copd. It came to a point where I told her she couldn’t drive her Mitsubishi Montero to town as it was a gas hog and that I was to drive her to the rest of her appointments.

Toward the end of September last year I attended a second wedding party for my niece. Diane, ironically, did not want to go as she didn’t feel good. There was a family member there that was sick but didn’t know it was Covid. I must have of course picked it up from there and then got sick and weathered the storm at home. Diane started acting strange and I thought it was because of they also prescribed another pill for cognitive help and I thought it might be that. So whomever, here is how it went.

I believe it was four in the morning on October 7th. I was going to wait and talked to her doctor but then got worried as she acted worse. I got her to get dressed and we got in the car and got on the over 20 mile journey to benefits hospital (we live in Sun Prairie out by Vaughn Montana). We actually held hands all the way there and I was already aware that benefits had a bad reputation and was really apprehensive and almost just took off for home again.

I got her into the ER and they put her into a room. After 2 hours and told her that I had to get back home to let the dogs out and feed them etc. She asked for a kiss and am glad we did. I also told her I would be calling her later probably afternoon. When I did call, she sounded great! I was really happy and was thinking she would be coming home. I called the second day and she sounded great then! Our son was even calling by then and he said the same about both days.

The next day I called, I was told they had put a bipap mask on her and soft restrained her wrists to each side of the bed. I was also told it was because her oxygen was getting low. Our son and I could still call but of course our voices were muffled on each side of the mask. I at some time asked to speak to the doctor in charge of her care. His name was dr. Rahad.

I got a hold of him and immediately asked him what he was giving my wife to make her well. He said it was remdesivir. I immediately said that’s a death drug! He said that yes there could be side effects from it but they looked for signs of that. I said what about Ivermectin and Hydroxychloroquine. He said he had no data on those drugs. I said they have been around for years and you cant find any data? Anyway I knew I was at a dead end with this guy.

The next night was the same thing, the mask and the nurse usually helping with holding the phone up to her mask so we could communicate (this was either the second or third night with the mask), said that I should consider putting her in comfort care. I said what is that?

The next two sentences she blurted out described hospice. I told her I didn’t bring my wife there to die and should I look at getting her into the Great Falls Clinic Hospital. She said she would not be put into comfort care. When my son called after me, that same nurse got rude with him and said that “your father wouldn’t let her be put into comfort care” and she didn’t like that.

The day before the 11th of October, I was told I could come in to visit my wife! I was happy of course! So I went in, had to put on gowns two masks, goggles etc. and was then led to her room. I sat down beside her and she never opened her eyes the forty minutes I was there but did move her head from side to side along with moving her hands.

We all have DNR clauses in our last rights documents. But I was surprised as she did not have the mask on, rather the nose mask and it was falling off of her face! I fitted it the best I could which was way better than it was. I told the nurse about that and that was the same nurse that asked me about putting her in comfort care. I didn’t realize that was what she was in, rather they had her so I could communicate with her etc.

So here is where I get mad; The next morning at 8 a:m (my wifes’ birthday), I get a phone call and it was dr. Rahad and Lomax. Rahad starts off with “your wife is not responding well and we think you should let us disconnect her oxygen”. I told him they better not do anything with her oxygen except leave it hooked up (I was actually more expletive heavy when I said it).

I then told them I was calling my son and will get back to you. They then asked if they could also talk to my son. I wasn’t thinking straight and thought nothing of it so gave him my sons number. As soon as I hung up with them, I went to call my sons phone, I couldn’t get through as the two dr.s were already on the phone talking to him.

I guess he really let both of them have it saying they were trying to kill his mother with remdesivir etc. He called me right afterward so I called the dr.s back on the number they called me on and was only able to leave a message specifying that they better not disturb anything keeping my wife alive.

At around 1:30 in the afternoon, the same nurse that I had talked to before called me and asked if the dr.s had called me. I thought she was talking about the call at 8 in the morning and I said yes they had and I was mad as they were giving up and telling me to let them disconnect the oxygen keeping her alive and that I was going to have her sent to the other hospital nearby and all you guys are doing is throwing your hands in the air! She interrupted, “Stop it! Just Stop it”. She said my wife had passed away a few minutes ago. What happened after that is a blur of types.

Does what I wrote seem suspicious to you? Like the fact they get a lot of money for every dead Covid body, Oh yeah! you can bet they had Covid on her death certificate! Odd that they let me see her the day before she passed………….and the two dr.s calling me the next morning etc.? There is probably more I could add to this but I think it could go either way…….it could be coincidence or they purposely made sure they were going to get the dead Covid body.

Not only that but both the funeral home and the hospital never got ahold of me about her belongings when she came in to either place. I happened to think about it a while after that and had to call and go to both places! That is just a testament for the status of the medical and related industries.

Sincerely,
Charles E. Smith