Many people come to this forum and post their concerns that they believe hospice killed their loved one.
I want you to know with certainty that you are correct in your suspicions. Hospice does murder. I have witnessed it, as well as many other.
Please, if you have experienced this, I'm asking you to continue to speak out. There is a growing effort to bring these atrocities to the attention of the public by speaking out, and telling our stories. That is the only way we can make other people aware.
Don't ever let anyone convince you that you didn't witness what you witnessed. You were there. You saw it. And you know.
Here is the timeline of the merging of the Euthanasia Society of America and the National Hospice and Palliative Care Organization. The two are one in the same. Wonder no longer if they are murdering. They are. It is their mission. It is what they do.
hospicepatients.org/euthanasia-soc-of-america-to-natl-hosp-and-palliative-care-org
Please hashtag all of your hospice murder posts and comment #minetoo
#minetoo #hospice #hospicemurder
My Mom was "dehydrated to death" as you put it. There is a reason for that. When the bodies kidneys start to shut down, if water is being administered regularly the person's body basically becomes a like a water bottle. The morphine is given regularly for obvious reasons. To lend comfort while the organs slowly shut down.
Yes, it was unpleasant to watch, to say the least. What would you have people do then?
Carly's grandma was not in pain, never complained of pain and was not even dying.
She was misdiagnosed with an end stage terminal illness by an emergency room doctor (a hospitalist) and given a prescription for hospice.
The hospice liaison lied to the family about what hospice is. They were told that it was just to give her a couple days rest and then she would get to come home.
She was not DYING, and three years after being saved, she is still alive.
The only thing killing her was the staff at the hospice facility by overdosing her with morphine.
I also witnessed my grandmother killed this way. She was not in pain. She never complained of pain. She was not even dying, but was killed by her doctor and a hospital. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about because I'm sure you've seen it done and probably even participated in such practices.
She walked into the hospital on her own, with no help. Was admitted for "treatment". Her care taker left and when she returned our grandma was "comatose". They lied to us about why our grandma was in a coma. They told us it was natural because she was just dying. They said the morphine (which they gave her right after her POA left, without informed consent), wouldn't cause that. They lied to us. It does sedate.
I also witnessed the misuse of terminal sedation done on my aunt, by hospice. She was sedated with morphine. And let to dehydrate to death for 8 days.
I also witnessed a cousin, who was not in pain, was fully alert and of sound mind, be given a large dose of morphine, which caused her death within minutes. Done by hospice.
And another aunt, was put on hospice. No pain. Of sound mind. Was given Haldol, making her unable to walk, a common side effect. The family was lied to. They were told that it was her condition worsening. She also was dehydrated to death.
I have been researching this and advocating against these murders since 2013. I know the justifications that are used by medical staff and you just repeated them verbatim.
Murder is murder. You can justify it all you want by making yourself out to be the heroine with a syringe. But these things are being done to people who are not dying and are not in pain. And people's lives are being cut short because they are blindly trusting the advise of the doctors and medical staff. You know you're killing.
Anyone can go to the forums, such as allnurses website, and read the conversations about these things. You will see that they know that they are hastening death and feel that they are doing a good deed by doing it. This is what they really believe.
Welcome to Nazi America (see Hitler's T4 Program)! Where you become disposable if you are elderly, terminally ill, or disabled. Where the doctors and the insurance companies decide whose lives are worthy to be lived and whose aren't.
Yes I am profile but I am not for prolonging unesesary suffering. Sometimes the pain is so severe that it actually prevents the patient from dying.
So put that in your pipe and smoke it.
You mentioneed the Nazis. Remember Dr Mendeler and what experiemneta he carried out on people fully conscious.
There is good and bad in this world. Why don't you focus on the good and do something about the bad.
Have you spoken to the police about your suspicious deaths, called the Coroner or reported the nurses involved to the State Licensing Board?
How do you spend your time? Hanging around listening to nurses gossip, wandering the halls of nursing homes asking relatives awkward questions about their loved ones. Spend a few days in a nursing home and take a good look at your fellow residents. Do you think they want to be sat in a hallway with their mouths drooping open and spit running down their faces fast asleep only to be woken when the dinner bell rings and be pushed into the dining room where the assigned Aide shovells food into their clamped shut mouths. All because they were given CPR after a stroke. All around the table there are others who have to be constantly woken and reminded to eat. or loved ones uging their mothers to eat it all to keep your strength up till Mom slaps the hand that is trying to feed her. Then there is the one, thin as a rake who quietly takes off her bib and covers the plate.
Then take a trip into the therapy room where one elderly resident is clipping clothes pins on a piece of string. Then ther's me given a bowl of glass marbles and an empty bowl with instructions to transfer them one by one then transfer them bad. Me bad when the therapist was not looking I just picked up handfuls. I was there for rehab for a hip replacementt
This is the reality of keeping people alive beyond their sell by date.
Prolife there is a place for you in this crazy mixed up unkind world fighting for patients rights to the care they need and deserve but not here on this forum frightening people who are already carrying so much guilt and stress caring for their elders and at times children, who can't afford decent care. Bang on the door of the White House and tell them not to cut Medicare which is far from free and often leaves elders on the hind t**
Profile, everything Veronica just said............but let me add, ever since you started this rhetoric I have been reliving my Mom's dying moments. Thx to you, I've had these images going through my head for the last three days. So, again thx for that.
Why do I keep coming back here and reading you may ask. You know how when you have a nagging toothache and it hurts even more when you touch it but for some reason you keep doing it? There's that..........but also I'm wondering why the admin. haven't cut you off at the pass yet.
I'll never forget the catatonic stares of people sitting in halls, waiting for therapy, to rehab them for what? More depression, more limited lives sitting in wheelchairs waiting to die? Or people unable to speak, or unable to see, again just waiting to die.
Those catatonic faces will haunt me whenever I think of how sad and pathetic those poor souls were.
That was just rehab; it wasn't even hospice....yet.
Kudos to you for telling it like it is to someone who doesn't have a clue and is just a troublemaker.
You put you antlers in and you shake them all about.
You do the Reindeer Pokey and you turn yourself around.
That’s what it’s all about!
You put your hooves in….
You put your red nose in….
You put your fluffy tail in…
You put you antlers in and you shake them all about.
You do the Reindeer Pokey and you turn yourself around.
That’s what it’s all about!
You put your hooves in….
You put your red nose in….
You put your fluffy tail in…
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On the 1st day of Christmas my true love gave to me
A dry, brown Christmas tree.
On the 2nd day of Christmas my true love gave to me
2 bras and a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 3rd day of Christmas my true love gave to me
3 crying babies, 2 bras and a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 4th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
4 credit cards, 3 crying babies, 2 bras,
And a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 5th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards, 3 crying babies, 2 bras
And a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 6th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
6 crazy in-laws, 5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards, 3 crying babies,
2 bras and a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 7th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
7 Christmas parties, 6 crazy in-laws, 5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards,
3 crying babies, 2 bras and a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 8th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
8 bags a missing, 7 Christmas parties, 6 crazy in-laws,
5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards, 3 crying babies, 2 bras
And a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 9th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
9 broken presents, 8 bags a missing, 7 Christmas parties,
6 crazy in-laws, 5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards,
3 crying babies, 2 bras and a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 10th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
10 cars a honking, 9 broken presents, 8 bags a missing,
7 Christmas parties, 6 crazy in-laws, 5 EXTRA POUNDS,
4 credit cards, 3 crying babies, 2 bras
And a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 11th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
11 shoppers fighting, 10 cars a honking, 9 broken presents,
8 bags a missing, 7 Christmas parties, 6 crazy in-laws,
5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards, 3 crying babies, 2 bras
And a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 12th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
12 chocolate cookies, 11 shoppers fighting, 10 cars a honking,
9 broken presents, 8 bags a missing, 7 Christmas parties,
6 crazy in-laws, 5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards, 3 crying babies,
2 bras, and a dry brown Christmas tree
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I meant to wish you and others Happy Chanukah!
Now, it is already 3 days later.
The third day of Chanukah!
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Thanks Barb!.
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On the 1st day of Christmas my true love gave to me
A dry, brown Christmas tree.
On the 2nd day of Christmas my true love gave to me
2 bras and a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 3rd day of Christmas my true love gave to me
3 crying babies, 2 bras and a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 4th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
4 credit cards, 3 crying babies, 2 bras,
And a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 5th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards, 3 crying babies, 2 bras
And a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 6th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
6 crazy in-laws, 5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards, 3 crying babies,
2 bras and a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 7th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
7 Christmas parties, 6 crazy in-laws, 5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards,
3 crying babies, 2 bras and a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 8th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
8 bags a missing, 7 Christmas parties, 6 crazy in-laws,
5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards, 3 crying babies, 2 bras
And a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 9th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
9 broken presents, 8 bags a missing, 7 Christmas parties,
6 crazy in-laws, 5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards,
3 crying babies, 2 bras and a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 10th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
10 cars a honking, 9 broken presents, 8 bags a missing,
7 Christmas parties, 6 crazy in-laws, 5 EXTRA POUNDS,
4 credit cards, 3 crying babies, 2 bras
And a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 11th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
11 shoppers fighting, 10 cars a honking, 9 broken presents,
8 bags a missing, 7 Christmas parties, 6 crazy in-laws,
5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards, 3 crying babies, 2 bras
And a dry brown Christmas tree.
On the 12th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
12 chocolate cookies, 11 shoppers fighting, 10 cars a honking,
9 broken presents, 8 bags a missing, 7 Christmas parties,
6 crazy in-laws, 5 EXTRA POUNDS, 4 credit cards, 3 crying babies,
2 bras, and a dry brown Christmas tree.
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Thanks Gershun!
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The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah, the ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah, the ants go marching two by two the last one stopped to take a poo, and they all go marching down to the ground, to get out of the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah, the ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah, the ants go marching three by three, the last one stopped to say hi to me, and they all go marching, down to the ground, to get out of the rain, the rain, the rain the rain.
Thanks Luckylu!
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LYRICS
Pilot of the airwaves
Here is my request
You don't have to play it
But I hope you'll do your best
I've been listening to your show
On the radio
And you seem like a friend to me
Or a record of your choice
I don't mind, I'd be happy just to hear your voice
Saying this is for the girl
Who didn't sign her name
Yes, she needs a dedication just the same
Late at night I'm still listening
Don't waste my time chasing sleep
People say I look weary
But that's just the company I keep
Ooooh, you make the nighttime race
Ooooh, I don't need to see your face
You're sounding good (Sounding good)
Sounding good to me
Pilot of the airwaves
Here is my request
You don't have to play it
But I hope you'll do your best
I've been listening to your show
On the radio
And you…
Thanks for showing up!
LYRICS
Pilot of the forum,
Here is my request
You don't have to post it
But I hope you'll do your best
I've been reading all you show
on the forum here
And you seem like a friend to me
But sometimes I wonder
If you like the trolls
Better 'n the caregivers voice
I don't mind, I'd be happy just to hear your voice
Saying this is for the girl
Who didn't sign her name
Yes, she needs a dedication just the same
Late at night I'm still reading
But I prefer to choose
Prevent the trolls from spamming
This forum is too valuable to lose
Don't waste my time chasing sleep
People say I look weary
But that's just the caregiver company I keep
Ooooh, you make the nighttime place
Ooooh, I don't need to see you erase
Just kill this entire thread
And make prolife disappear.
That idea is
Sounding good to me
Pilot of the forum
Here is my request
You don't have to play it
But I hope you'll do your best
I've been listening to your show
On the radio
And you seem like you can fix this
In a very speedy way.
Hey!
I have read your real poetry many times, just recently.
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Whose woods these are
I think I know
It's the Garden Artist
We are all below.
But yours is a good rhyme Gershun! Fits with my hubs dripping nose....
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