My late husband and I both tested positive for Covid-19 but at different times. I had cold/flu systems starting around 12/27/22. I noticed I had an earache on Christmas day, which is not like me to get ear aches. I tested and was negative. Afterward flu like symptoms progressed. I tested twice and the results were negative.

So we thought no big deal. I tested again on 1/3/2022 after having no symptoms and the results came up positive. My husband started having symptoms and tested positive. He also had been notified that he was exposed to Covid-19 through his auxiliary unit LEO duty service on 12/27/22. Although retired from the police department, he was auxiliary deputy sheriff in the local city.

On Saturday morning, January 8, I noticed my husband’s cough did not seem to be getting better and I suggested we go to Patient First to make sure he did not have a bacteria infection or anything and if so, to get anti-biotics if needed and come back home. Later that morning while getting ready to go he showed me that his breathing respiratory rate had reduced from 97 to 77.

We continued to go and when we got there they rushed him to ER and then to the hospital. Everything went so fast. Why at the ER and later at the hospital, we asked for Mono-clonial anti-bodies and were refused saying the window of time had passed the 10 days.  At the hospital, at first they said they did not have any and then later said well it’s past the window of time.

I did my research and knew a shipment was sent to the hospital. They had plenty in stock, but just refused to give it to my husband. Whether he was just under or at the 10 day protocol or not, what harm would it have done. Even if it truly was pass the 10 days (of which is was not) again, what harm would it have done?

Moreover, many nurses, nurse practitioners, and doctors treated my husband and there was chaos and confusion throughout his stay there. It seems there was lack of communication on a number of things. Case in point, my husband, Sgt. Malek Majzoub, texted me and communicated through the glass window of his room that he did not get his cough medicine (which had codeine in it) as they promised him for 3 days.

I asked the doctor and she said “oh yes, I ordered it, he’s taking it” I asked how was it administered; she said orally. I went back and asked my husband and he said once again he did not get it. It had been days he was promised to receive it. My husband was very smart. I go back to tell the doctor; she checks with a nurse. The nurse checks with someone else and said “oh, no he has not received it yet….” There was an issue of some sort. I look at the doctor and she shrugged her shoulders and said “well I ordered it.” I was livid.

I am livid about the entire situation. The day my husband died, I was called by another doctor who I never had a conversation with until that day. He was the one to express the need for the ventilator. I took good notes and kept up on all the stats and treatments they were giving him, visiting hours was 11 to 6; I was there from Mon – Thurs., except on January 14 they said I could no longer come to ICU as there has been an uptick in the Covid-19 and so they are following the protocol of Sentara hospital and are now not allowing visitors to come visit Covid patients.

However, a miracle must have happened, because on the next day, January 15, when they called me and told me he died, I came straight to the ICU unit and laid across my husband’s dead body crying out to God to bring him back. My family and friends were right there with me in the ICU room gently trying to pull me away from husband’s body and out of the room where he was laying. All this time I could not touch and see my husband 24 hours+ before his death, but the moment he passed–their “rules of visitation” changed. What happened?

This is so devastating and is only a third of the additional details I want you to know, Well, a whole lot transpired in those six days leading to my husband’s death; however, I am keeping it short and would like to share more in the interview. Thank you for the great work and wonderful service you are doing for others. I pray somehow you will take my case. Please contact me. I need your help. Please. God bless you.  Sincerely, Melvina