My Dad was a healthy 77 year old who could still ride his bike 78 miles in a day.  He came down with extremely high fever on Tuesday Oct 6th and he thought he had sinus infection and went to his room to rest. On Wednesday, he was tested for Covid. On Thursday, he went to ED after he attempted to ride his bike to keep up his strength. He fell off his bike, hit his head and was taken to ED to get cat scan and they told him he was Covid positive and he was going to be kept overnight for observation.

He then called me Friday am and told me Lisa, they say I am not going to make it. They are taking me to ICU. My Dad didn’t even sound short of breath when telling me this, I found that very odd. 30 minutes or so later he called for the list of his medications and said they need it so they can start the remdesivir. I was never spoken to about this medication from the doctor or family.

They took him to ICU and I was later called by a social worker that Dad was being put on ventilator and our wishes. “Do everything you can I said, my Dad is very healthy.”  They had him on the vent very briefly, maybe two days tops. Gave him remdesivir and took him off. He was calling us then and sounded short of breath. I told him to rest and don’t call people, to save his breath so he could get better.

A couple hours later no calls. He was calling several times before that, semi-confused then nothing. They had him on medications to keep him calm,  help control the AFIB, but then had to vent him again and put him on medications s to keep his blood pressure up. He never came off the vent until they said he wasn’t going to make it. We were not allowed in until they spoke of comfort measures. They then let me come up and see him from the window. He looked so thin and horrible! We gave him a couple more days, but his kidney’s were shutting down and they said numbers didn’t look good. When we decided on comfort measures, I was allowed to be with him until he passed.