When some say “when it rains it pours” was once and only once in life just a saying. Anymore I can safely say no this is a true fact of life for many. I am just among the select few who can say I am surviving and not frowning in the downpour of life itself.
So many can say life will run you down if you do not look both ways before crossing the street. I have to wonder how many ways there really are, as we have been under attack from so many sides in the past two years alone.
Two years ago almost three now I started college for the first time in my life, A first in a university in our family. I attained my Associates in record time and pursued the Bachelor degree immediately fter graduating the Associates degree for Business Administration with a concentration in visual communications. Currently still following that wagon through school for a Master. My kid sister is also in pursuit of her degrees. Our Mother made through many work vocational trainings. Our father made his living on the fruit of the Earth and the sweat of his brow as a Farmer.
My Mom and Dad Divorced when I was 12 some 25 years now both remarried several times none of marriages wanted to last. Dad is currently married a nice woman who has sons he never had. Mom remarried to only be widowed after a decade. My sis and I stuck close to our Mother and helped her as she helped us throughout our adult life. We three and our stepdad decided that as my sis and I were attending college we all would live together and share costs to survive. This was supposed to include the purchasing of a home that will eventually be passed to us girls. She and I invested as much as we could enter into a contract with our mom and stepdad to make payments toward the ownership of this home. Sadly, that dream was crushed. There was a Mother and daughter team that defrauded nearly 50 families in this same manner taking them into home with lease to own and then not applying the money collected to cover the mortgages on the houses and they eventually defaulted and went into foreclosure sitting many families on the street and penniless. The two will serve time. They have been convicted but I am sure you avid reader know the sad truth is that money is gone and will never been seen in this life time or the next. So we found another home for rent again since we have nothing left for another down payment.
So we began moving into the new rental house and then a family fight as usual when people are tired and under stress provoked a stroke on our mom. My sis shortly thereafter that rift got bigger moved to another state with her new boyfriend who would eventually become her husband. I stayed back to help the parents. My stepdad’s health severely began to decline. He was being treated for several kinds of arthritis, psoriasis, gout, COPD, Lupus, and rossecia in his eyes, as well was legally blind. The man was in chronic pain every second of his life since he was born with arthritis to begin with. He began coming down with pneumonia and had started regular trips to the hospital for an extended amount of stays. Once he picked up MRSA while being treated for pneumonia. He was practically living on steroids pain pills and antibiotics. Fighting monthly tpo get in see regular doctor visits to refill scripts before they ran out, and regular monitoring of his declining health. It was a constant battle with the doctors for his proper care. They eventually sent him home with nurses to help us tend to his health at home, as I was trained to care for the elderly since I was 17 and certified and delegated in several states to care for the elderly partly to my ex-husband’s life in the military early in our marriage before that ended. I was then paid by the county to care for my stepdad at home under nurse supervision. The year 2010 has been exceptionally rough on him if he got out of the hospital one week he may last a few days at home before being forced to go back to the hospital. They placed him on IV at home and oxygen. they trained me to care for his MRSA wounds. My mother and I both came down with some ulcers from that strain as well what a nightmare that was. Finally the end of September he went to Good Samaritan Hospital in Bakersfield California with a strong case of pneumonia again, so this time he went to San Joaquin hospital where they told him he had picked up Clostridium difficile . From what has been told to us this is a new nasty bug that is highly contagious and can be deadly to infants and the elderly especially if left untreated and not treated quickly and aggressively. His own Doctor suggested we fight it with antibiotics, remind you he has been living mostly on antibiotics as is, and more just impounded the issues with him as he bevame allergic to many of them and especially the one that is known to kill that infection. So his doctor released him with instructions to take the antibiotics immediately and make it in to his office the following day so he could closely monitor the condition. Problem was the woman who manages the office and staff refused the visit said there was no available time for several weeks. So again we take him to Good Samaritan Hospital where he started this stay on the last Tuesday of September 28, 2010. The put him on an IV saying he might be going into surgery and so no meals were allowed him. The following Sunday his health got intensively bad, my Mother asked his doctor why he was not getting better. The doctor took offense and degraded my moher verbally infgornt of other patients and nurses as well as guests. An ambulance was called to Good Samaritan Hospital to transport him to Memorial Hospital ICU. We noticed his IV baf was Dated 9/28 which tells us they never changed his iv since they put it in when he first arrived. This means no food no liquids from Tuesday the 28th till Sunday October 2, 2010. He did not get better though they kept assuring my Mother his condition was only temporary. His organs began to fail he was losing his mind completely incoherent and not making sense on anything. Even the up till the day he actually passed almost suddenly to us, they insisted he will recover. Tuesday at midnight the hospital phoned us my Mother had been then for 10 hours that day watching over him, and then they call and tell her to get down there he is going fast. We could not believe it infact my mother was in denial of this at first. I had to tell her mom they do not call and say that if they are unsure we better go now. We did and upon arriving we were not told to wear gowns gloves hats or boots on our clothing not knowing how contagious he reall;y was there was absolutely no time. He passed ten minutes after we arrived. We were so in shock not understanding how a 52 year old man with pneumonia could pass so horribly ill as he was. One of the nurses then thrust a slip of paper into my Mother’s trembling hands on it it told us about Clostridium difficile . We got home in shock as we neither were I looked up this virus and did a lot of reading on it and was amazed we had not been protected nor was he from the beginning. He was already with a compromised immune system due to the existing ailments he had before this deadly bug. We felt so ignorant and derogated as care to his or our health was so ignored. Thi9s bug can only be picked up in a hospital and if the person is with a compromised iummune system or on excessive antibiotics. The recommended treatment should have been a colostomy that can be reversed once that section of the intestines is heald and the ill part cut out. One antibiotic works if the patient’s body does not reject it. Leaving it untreated and if the antibiotic fails is a due course for death, No one took us aside and told us this surgery could have completely spared his life. Instead they allowed him to be ignorant of his choices and ultimately he died to this negligence. What is worse we went to the funeral home only to find his life insurance was for accidental and would not cover this death. We then were told by the health department that his remains had to be confiscated and disposed of in a way that would not allow us a proper good bye. He was to be cremated and his ashes sealed in a crypt. Ok we braced the county would care this for us as we had no income and now no insurance to cover this loss, Then we started the process to fight for my Mother to receive widow’s benefits from his social security only to find this another battle we are still currently fighting for. Then the county morgue calls us the body is missing from memorial, turns out Basham still picked up the body for services we could not afford and refused to release the remains to the county it took us a while but the though alone them telling us they lost the body as they do not have it no does memorial hospital gave us a good start for our health there. Finally the county gained possession of his remains and he was then cremated and entered into a brand new mausoleum the first drawer just for him. My sister and mother both suffer from Bi Polar disorder I have my own demons of depression so Prozac is my happy pill and to y amazement even through this I am still holding strong for my family. Maintaining my position in college in the master degree level and still writing and creating works of art to sake my sanity, even the Dean of students at my University was amazed I am still a whole peron let alone stable to get any work completed through all of this. Not to mention the day before Christmas we received a letter telling us our current landlord has defaulted on the house we are currently in and must now seek another place again. You will find woman can be very strong and can persevere among the most trying of situations. Maybe that is why we generally outlive our male counterparts. The female of species tend to be the strong in a lot of breeds in wild animal life as well as the one who bares the burden of laboring new life in. God has made us to withstand a lot of trauma and turmoil and to learn and grow from this. I must5 say the women in my family have proven this point time and time again. I have survived a divorcé raising four children, two apartment fires, robbery at gun point, and domestic violence that nearly took my life. I said enough and took charge went back to educate myself and am preserving daily with the strength I was given from god, the love of my family, and the arms and shoulders of my closest friends. We are meant to bear more than an ant can of emotional weight we have to know how to distribute the load and take our time and lookj for the solutions they are there to be had and all we have to do is help ourselves help each other with God guiding us all the way. He was contagious even unto death, he had to be cremated and ashes sealed in a
Wrapped in a parks as white as the snow before her.
She gazes into the wild wilderness of a last frontier.
The wolf she stand at a safe distance watching the intruder.
Ready to protect her young cubs, at any cost, hidden by the snow.
The owl she sits in a nearly tree viewing the scene below.
All is blended by the snow, but cannot escape the eyes of the owl.
The rabbit she smells the danger of all her predators,
The woman, the wolf, and the owl.
She stands in her burrow where she is safe from the snow hunters.
All is quiet in the wilderness of the snow hunters.
Copyright ©2004 Angela K. Strauss