The Living Force
Testimonial on facebook:
You have no idea how hard it is for me to write this text. I am going to detail the vicissitudes that I have lived these last 14 days with respect to the illness and death of my mother and a neighbor. Approximately 14 days ago my mother's neighbor was vaccinated against Covid.
This lady, my neighbor, a friend of my mother's, was in very good health at the age of 85. A few days after the vaccination, my neighbor began to feel ill and was taken to the hospital in San Isidro. The swab test was positive. What is striking is that she was hospitalized for only 3 days and on the third day she was diagnosed with a stroke as the cause of death. What is also striking is that her daughter and grandson were in close contact and today, more than 14 days after the vaccination, they did not show any flu-like symptoms or discomfort at any time.
After the first day of her friend's hospitalization, my mother begins to have flu-like symptoms, some body aches and a slight fever. The next day I came from where she was renting to take care of her. Because my mother was diabetic, hypertensive and 80 years old (high risk if she was hospitalized), I tried to give her the necessary care and controls, to do everything possible for her to recover at home.
After the first two days, the flu-like symptoms disappeared. He had no temperature, no body aches, he never lost his sense of smell, nor had difficulty breathing. He only persisted with weakness and weakness that could be due to hyperglycemia. Every day I gave him his glibenclamide for diabetes. A few days later she still had that damn anemia-like weakness. On Saturday 4/17 she asked me to take her to the San Pablo clinic in San Fernando, because she told me she was feeling very bad.
I took her around 10 pm on Saturday. She was taken to the emergency room, she underwent the corresponding analysis where all the parameters were normal. Except for the presence of bacteria in the urine, which the doctor on duty diagnosed as a urinary infection. The glycemia test was high, for which she wrote the prescription (urinary infection). In addition to the studies, she was stabilized with insulin and serum.
After two hours we left the place with my mother in better condition. The next day, Sunday 18/04, my mother asked to be admitted again because she was feeling very bad again. We admitted her again to the San Pablo clinic in San Fernando. But this time it caught my attention that she was put in a special isolated area for febrile patients, when she had never had a fever and had been admitted for hyperglycemia. (They did a blood glucose test at that time and she gave 287).
I tell acquaintances what I did with my mother. And a very close friend of mine describes to me a succession of events that happened just as she described them to the letter. 1 - They are going to swab her and she will test positive - 2 - it will jump out that she has bilateral pneumonia - 3 - they are going to ask me and the close relatives to isolate ourselves - 4 - she will get worse - 5 - intubation - 6 - death. This friend told me to do everything I could to try to get her out of there. I knew this from the testimonies of many relatives of people who had been hospitalized in pandemic with fatal results.
The next day they gave us the report by protocol, at no time did they let us see her, in that first report they told us that she was stable and that they had swabbed her but they did not have the results until the next day. That same day, Monday, I tried to file a report with Miguel Iannolfi (whom I thank for his deference for the time I had contacted him) at the police station 1 of San Fernando, for the investigation of the crime, so that it could be taken to the prosecutor's office. With that resource, possibly with my mother they were careful not to do any kind of LATROGENIA.
At the police station the policeman on duty told me that he was not going to take the complaint, that my mother was being attended and who was I to tell him that he was only a receiver of the complaint for its elevation and that the prosecutor would determine whether what I reported was a crime or not...in a rather sober and aggressive tone. The policeman who was supposed to take the complaint told me to go to the prosecutor, that he was not going to take the complaint, that he knew what was a crime and what was not. I tried to do it from the door of the police station by calling 911, but that didn't work either. That night my sister told me, let's wait and see if it gets better. If not, on Wednesday we go to the prosecutor's office....
(Day 1). On Tuesday, in the second report they told us that the swab had been positive. That he had bilateral pneumonia, which had been detected by plates. That she was in serious condition, that she had been placed on an insulin pump, that she was still on the floor, that on Monday night by Tuesday, she had taken out her oxygen and had tried to escape and that they were going to try by all means not to take her to the intensive care unit. The day before we had given her a cell phone so that we could communicate with her, we asked the sanatorium to give her the cell phone, they communicated with my sister, when they passed her to my mother, she screamed for us to take her out of there.
(Day 2) On Wednesday 21/04 we went to the sanatorium in the morning to ask the reason for my mother's request for help. At the same time, I was writing a letter with another lawyer and filing a complaint with the public prosecutor's office via the web. We must have left to ask for explanations around 12:30 am. At 1:00 p.m. on DAY THREE, we were informed that my mother had died of cardio respiratory arrest. Barely 30 minutes after my sister and I left the sanatorium to ask for explanations.
(Day Three). Again hospitalization, again death on the third day. My mother met the same fate as her friend. The hospital charged her $ 23,000 per day that corresponded to her by state subsidy, which since April 2020, came into effect. I can't get out of my mind my mother's request for help to my sister, why she wanted to escape from there. I was struck by the secrecy, the lack of precision in the reports, from Tuesday to Wednesday they did not want to intubate her, but in the death report they said that they had intubated her. I do not know if she was left unattended, if she died due to negligence in any of the treatments, or if it was a deliberate intubation face down to vacate a bed. I will never know. Because of their protocol, there is no autopsy, it goes straight to cremation, everything is left without traces.
It is macabre. It is very difficult to write all this. It is horrible and very painful to describe all this. I have to thank Sabrina Heumann for her moral support, also Mariano Jegier for his legal advice. I must also thank Miguel Márquez and Jonathan Santellan for their support, who made themselves available if I needed anything, and I reiterate my thanks to Miguel Iannolfi for his prompt response at all times. It took me days to be able to write this. Thanks to all the people who showed their solidarity and gave their message of support for the loss of my mother. I never thought I would have to go through a situation like this. I hope my testimony is of some use.