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March 3rd- No Limits- Chapter 26- Chris Ritchey

NO LIMITS

Forward: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/01/02/jan-3rd-no-limits-the-forward-chris-ritchey/

Chapter One :https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/02/03/feb-3rd-no-limits-chapter-1-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Two:https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/03/03/march-3rd-no-limits-

Chapter Three: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/04/03/april-3rd-no-limits-chapt-3-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Four: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/05/03/no-limits-chapter-4-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Five: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/06/03/june-3rd-no-limits-chapter-5-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Six: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/07/03/july-3rd-no-limits-chapter-6-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Seven: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/08/03/august-3rd-no-limits-chapter7-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Eight: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/09/03/sept-3rd-no-limits-chapter-8-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Nine: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/10/03/oct-3rd-no-limits-chapter-9-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Ten: NO LIMITS- Nov 3rd- Chapter 10- Chris Ritchey | That Woman’s Weblog (wordpress.com)

Chapter Eleven: NO LIMITS-Dec. 3rd- Chris Ritchey- Chapter 11 | That Woman’s Weblog (wordpress.com)

Chapter Twelve: NO LIMITS-Jan 3rd- Chris Ritchey- Chapter 12 | That Woman’s Weblog (wordpress.com)

Chapter Thirteen : NO LIMITS- FEB 3rd- Chris Ritchey- Chapter 13 | That Woman’s Weblog (wordpress.com)

Chapter Fourteen: March 3rd, NO LIMITS, Chapter 14- Chris Ritchey | That Woman’s Weblog (wordpress.com)

Chapter Fifteen: April 3rd- No Limits- Chapter 15- Chris Ritchey | That Woman’s Weblog (wordpress.com)

Chapter Sixteen: May 3rd – No Limits- Chapter 16- Chris Ritchey | That Woman’s Weblog (wordpress.com)

Chapter Seventeen: June 3rd-No Limits-Chris Ritchey-Chapter 17 | That Woman’s Weblog (wordpress.com)

Chapter Eighteen: July 3rd – NO LIMITS- Chapter 18-Chris Ritchey | That Woman’s Weblog (wordpress.com)

Chapter Nineteen: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2021/08/03/august-3rd-no-limits-chapter-19-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Twenty: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2021/09/03/september-3rd-no-limits-chapter20-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Twenty One:  https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2021/10/03/october-3rd-no-limits-chapter-21-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Twenty Two : https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2021/11/03/nov-3rd-no-limits-chapter-22-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Twenty Three: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2021/12/03/dec-3rd-no-limits-chapt-23-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Twenty Four: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2022/01/03/january-3rd-no-limits-chapter-24-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Twenty  Five: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2022/02/03/february-3rd-no-limits-chapter-25-chris-ritchey/

THE WINTER OF WEEPING that never ends………… 

NOTE: It is said that time heals and spring and new life replaces  the dark dreary days of winter. Those of the sisterhood of grief , especially  those who  have lost a soul and child of their body  and heart, winter never ends. You  are still lost in those days , you see glimpses of life  and happiness, but you  are never again whole. You  see when you  lose your child  you  and the person you  were – leaves with  themwhen they  draw their last breath. 

You  don’t even look the same, you  may be thinner, put on weight  , age more quickly, your eyes smart with too many  tears, lines appear around your eyes and mouth , not the lines of age but of pain. You  are wary , looking out for those moments that assault you  as you  go  about your daily  routine. Oh  you  smile at the correct moments, you  try  to  join in with  life , but no  matter the days, months even years  the only  thing that gets better is you  can hide  the heart break just a bit better. You  have learned who  you  can reach out , who  doesn’t flinch  when you  want to  talk about you  child. Those who  are patient and those who  are understanding because they  too are members of the Sisterhood of Grief. 

 

I wrote the following  five months after Christopher passed from this world. And  all these years later nothing has changed……  Photo Credit – Virginia Mak

The Sisterhood

It was Thanksgiving. I was alone with  Chris, everyone was with  family . I sat by  his bedside , he couldn’t talk a lot due to  the oxygen mask , I  read, although  I  had no  idea what I  was reading . I would, when he closed his eyes, drink in every   part of my  son, the contours of his face , his hands on the the sheet, his arms strong still listened to  every  breath he took , movement, sound  he made.  That day,  the sun shone in the window, and the beard  he had been growing had become  more pronounced.

He grew the facial hair after he lost all of his hair due to the horrendous chemo sessions  and stem cell transplants. I think  he did so  because it was a sign  his body  was trying to get back to  normalcy.  The last time he and his Nana were together at Nikki’s she stroked his face and the beginnings of his beard and said :

Chris you  are truly  my Viking and that is how I will think of you , brave and golden.

I was filling my  memory of my  son,  every feature , nuance and aspect of  my  son that  morning of Thanksgiving.  The  sunlight caught his face  and the golden red of his beard .  My  Viking.

I didn’t want him to  see me lose it  so  I  excused myself and went to  the waiting room.  Thankfully  there was no  one there  and I wept with  the pain of “WHY”?????????????

When I  finally  pulled myself together and returned to  the room he was sleeping . I sat quietly,  hardly  daring to  breathe, I  had always been told  that sleep is how the body  heals. I was clutching at anything I  could find to  give me hope, willing whatever strength  I  had to  somehow  be miraculously  given to  him by some  magical umbilical chord of life.

He woke , pulled down his oxygen mask and asked for a sip  of water. Those were the last words he spoke to  to  me , not his last words, but the last thing he ever asked of me . I  held the bottle of water with the hospital straw , he took a small sip and immediately  started choking….

All Hell broke loose nurses cand people came rushing into  the room and someone grabbed hold of my  arm and ushered me out into  the still empty  waiting room.  I  didn’t know what was happening, I  knew it wasn’t good…..  The “code blue ” over the pa system. Drs.,  interns , nurses came rushing along the corridor and then two  technicians  with  a ventilator .

I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think  I was frozen , everything was falling away  from me , no-one to hold me up, no  where to  go  , what  should I    do ?,

WHY?????????? for God’s sake why……… NOOOOOOO this can’t happen…… . I was shaking with  cold and tears.

After what seemed an eternity , one of Chris nurses came out to  the waiting room with  a cup  of hot chocolate,  she said

“it is OK he has been put on the vent to  help  him breathe, he has been sedated , the Dr. will be out in a moment  drink  this “

But you  see, I knew from that first day  of diagnosis  all through

  the  best cancer to  have, just 6 rounds of Chemo, 95 percent cure rate ,

because I had always known  that damned cancer  was winning. I had fought down my knowing and fears, I had embraced hope, prayers ,  medicines, trials , anything to  fight the obscenity  of death that was coming for my  son.  I  had seen the fear on his face as they all came rushing in, the silent tears that fell from his eyes, and I heard his last words he ever spoke……....

I tried to call someone, anyone but I couldn’t make my  fingers work or my  brain, I don’t remember breathing , I  stood there  thinking this must be what shock is.

Finally  the Dr. came in , I will call her Dr. RA, hers is the only  name  I remember from that day. The first thing she said was

“Would you  like a priest ?” 

No!  I  don’t want a damned priest , what good is he, to  give me comfort! blessings !NO I want someone to  stop  my  son dying….. not religious platitudes that don’t mean a thing. 

I didn’t say that out loud , all I  could manage was

No, is Chris critical.

She looked at me and said:

Oh! he has been critical since he came in , has no-one mentioned that to you , he is dying. 

Then she left. The nurse came back to check on me and helped me call Angela, my husband and my son in law.

Angela was the first to arrive, with her sister,

Is he dead? 

I shook my  head  and she went into the ICU , Her sister chatted on about how she broke the speed limit to get there. And then the  clan of Lombardi  arrived  with  cold mashed potatoes, congealed gravy, turkey  and pumpkin pie, chatting about  leftovers would be good in the microwave if this was going to  be a long night ……..  and I  thought.. who  are these awful  people  chatting and laughing whilst my  son is dying about leftovers and time.

Time no  longer existed in my  world it had stopped…………

THIS  be HELL …. I must have died……………………………. could have been the only explanation 

 

To  be continued………………..

March 3, 2022 at 1:06 pm 3 comments

July 3rd- NO LIMITS- Chapter 6 – Chris Ritchey

No Limits- The book

Forward: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/01/02/jan-3rd-no-limits-the-forward-chris-ritchey/

Chapter One :https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/02/03/feb-3rd-no-limits-chapter-1-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Two:https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/03/03/march-3rd-no-limits-

Chapter Three: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/04/03/april-3rd-no-limits-chapt-3-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Four: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/05/03/no-limits-chapter-4-chris-ritchey/

Chapter Five: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/06/03/june-3rd-no-limits-chapter-5-chris-ritchey/

If the night before at the Rehearsal Dinner was hot , the day  of the wedding dawned  humid and hotter. I  don’t handle heat and no  sleep at the best of times, and this definitely  wasn’t a good time. For the sake of my  children  and family  I  tried so  hard  to  act cheerful and excited, all the while with  this great lump  of concrete in my gut and a  dread of things to come. I can only  liken this feeling to  having the overwhelming feeling /intuition by  getting on to  a plane and knowing it will crash.  I knew the prognosis for Chris form of cancer Hodgkin’s Lymphoma was excellent, 95 percent cure rate, ” if  you  had to  have cancer this is the one you  would want” a few rounds of chemo  and a couple of treatments of radiation and you  will be fine.

BUT then why  did everything in my  mind scream at me there is a  world of hurt coming  our way ……?

artwork Chris Ritchey

THE WEDDING

I knew that Chris would be putting on a brave face, he had a round of chemo on the Thursday  and it usually  caught up  with  him by  the Saturday, and here he was having to  go  through  a horrendously  busy  morning, afternoon and evening. I knew he would not let on how he was dealing and feeling with  all the poisons  coursing through  his body.  He was so  particular when it came to  Nikki’s wedding  in regard to  his tuxedo, having to  make a special trip  to the tailor to  have it adjusted  the day  before.  Nana and Chris at Nikki’s Wedding

Chris had lost weight with  the cancer and chemo  and his tux was too big, but he didn’t seem to  care, not at all like Chris, but then he had more on his plate to  worry  about.

The wedding at St. Mary’s  Catholic Church  officiated by  Father Daniel Divis , Chris had refused the usual Catholic protocol  to  get married in the church  , and he was allowed to  do  so   probably  due to  the cancer diagnosis and the  Father Divis “relationship” he had with  the Lombardis.

I  sat in that church  , not being very  enamored with  organized religion  as a bit of a hypocrite, but it was  Chris and Angela’s day , it was her faith  and she was very  in touch  with  her faith.   My  husband and mother  and I  sat there  “together but alone”  .

The ceremony  over , and I  couldn’t hear a word, but then Angela always made me feel like I was deaf, so soft spoken was she. I had spent the morning putting together a small  cooler bag  for Chris  and  the wedding party  ( mainly  for Chris)   to  take in the limo. It had  cold water ,  some snacks he could eat after chemo , and some cool cloths  as his body  temps rose after chemo  set in.

Wedding over I  came home  showered and cried until it was time to  put on the “face” again for the reception. No  matter how I  tried I  just  could not get out of this terrible feeling  like some darkness was going to  envelop me.

Oh !  this happy  day  could only  get worse heat wise when the air-conditioning at the Holiday  Inn  failed. However, as bad as that was as I  went to  the gifts table to  put our check in for the Bride and Groom  , not a “wishing well” or a cute little decorated  box but a “casket ” with  flowers on the top courtesy  of Sue Lombardi ‘WHAT WAS THE WOMAN THINKING – WAS THIS APPROPRIATE”  Was I  being overly  sensitive?  although  the comments from my  friends they  too were shocked and my  mother was furious.

” I knew as soon as I  saw that  coffin on the table it would hurt you  Loraine”

 

The  wedding although  apparently  enjoyed by  others left me flat especially  when Father Divis  reacted to  the best man’s speech, I wrote about it afterward , (at the time I  did not mention his name BUT  of course now in that blog post he is mentioned )as I  was shocked , although  this man of God would shock me later after the death  of my  son   to  my  core  !

“This was brought home over the weekend ( and I can take a joke better that a lot of people) . A speech that bordered on not only the insulting ( for me )cultural racism  by a priest  (Daniel O. Divis – Office of the Secretariat)who insulted every English person and non catholic at a function. He spoke of Ulster and Northern Ireland in a way that for those of us who lived through the bombings and were directly effected by the IRA and the terrorism  THEY inflicted upon a population both Irish and English , that was  financed  primarily   from this side of the Atlantic  was akin to making jokes about 911. Would you tolerate jokes about 911?

 

So what makes it OK for a pseudo “Irish” priest of Lorain to make the jokes and insult a group of people because they are “English”? A fellow diner said it is just ignorance of the situation– I beg to differ any Catholic Priest who claims Irish lineage KNEW exactly what he was saying, which to me makes it all the more disgraceful – am I wrong??????

You tell me when is it ok for terrorism to be lauded and applauded and when is it abhorred – is it OK to make derogatory remarks as long as it is based on culture and then only one certain segment of the population’s culture – Is it Ok to do this based on culture and not colour???

Although I did have a “word” with the man- I am sure it fell on deaf ears…… So when is it OK – tell me???? because I find this grey area very confusing ?

https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2008/06/08/when-is-it-ok/

AND THIS SPEECH  WAS AT A “wedding” 

We got through  the wedding and reception,. The Mother/ Son dance was one of the toughest things  I  knew I had very  little control left  and as  we danced ( and I  told Chris  ( who  was always my  confidant)   I may  need Nikki and his dad to  help  me through. He understood , he knew me so  well and we were always upfront with  one another. So  when I was becoming “emotionally  incontinent”  halfway through  the dance he signaled to  Nikki  and his dad to  join us on the floor  as a group. ( that did not go  down too well with  the Lombardi  clan)  .

My  husband , mother and I   left at a reasonable time  just after the first guests were leaving. I  told Chris Nana was tired but he knew and he by  this time was physically  showing the effects of a very  long day  and the poisonous chemo. I wanted to  gather my  child  up  and  make him  well , but all this was now out of my  hands , he was a married man now!

The next day  was “come over ( to  the Lombardis) and look at the presents” day , we had company  so  I stayed with  them . The next thing I  remember was Chris coming round the corner with  the casket under his arm with  his Best Man. I  said

what are you  doing here?

He said:

Sue Lombardi  and her mother were anxious to  open up  the “box” to  see how much  money  they  received

and he said

No! he and Angela would do  that later ..  I  don’t want them knowing our business and who  gave what so  I  have brought it here  to  stop  their prying . . Turns out there was no  check from the Lombardis in that casket,

Angela said : ” they  paid for the wedding”

HA! thanks to  their “bar arrangements”  we paid more to  the Holiday Inn for the drinks etc. than they  paid for the wedding, and I  know that how ? The wedding planner lady  was so   frustrated with them and their way  of ordering her about  she  told me and actually  gave me a  discount on the total bar bill. 

And so  the next  weeks  came and went all too quickly.

To  be continued …..

 

 

July 3, 2020 at 12:41 pm 6 comments

Morning Journal- Punishing Press-Part 4

Chris Ritchey

 

Part One : https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/04/13/morning-journal-lorain-the-punishing-press/

Part Two : https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/04/14/morning-journal-lorain-the-punishing-press-part-two/

Part Three: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/04/15/morning-journal-the-punishing-press-part-3/

Part Three cont. https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/04/16/morning-journal-the-punishing-press-pt-3-cont/

I have spent hours going through  old writings and blogs. Unfortunately, as I  have said a lot of the links are missing and in fact blogs have disappeared from the WWW. I can only go  by  the hard copy  I have. I can only  assure you  the reader  the information is true and I  have those documents in hard copy or in my  files electronically.

Here were go:

Front Page News .. a tale of a super woman, well maybe not 😉

WoM Logo by Scott Baklar

Jon Veard & word of mouth scott bakalar on 22 Nov 2006

SO  SAYETH  THE NAYSAYERS:

““I’m going to extricate myself from downtown Lorain,” Veard said.
[…]
“I don’t have to do business in Lorain, especially if I’m not wanted,” he said. Veard, 65, who has run his United Properties development company in downtown Lorain for the last 44 years, said it will be “easier to do business elsewhere.”
Why?
“Admittedly, council has taken Jon to task a few times, but council has approved projects with him involved, such as the restoration of the Duane Building,” Foltin said.
Veard said he hasn’t faced opposition only from council, but criticism from citizen activists, such as downtown resident Loraine Ritchie. Veard said Ritchie has been a critic of his developments.

NOTE: THE ONLY  CRITICISM I  GAVE was his plans to  build condos in the historic park”

What is she attacking me for?” Veard said. “Let her develop downtown Lorain.”
Ritchie declined to speak to The Morning Journal.
But Veard said he’s tired of the criticism.
“I lost money on the Duane Building. I lost money on the Antlers Building. I haven’t made a dime yet on City Center. … Let them throw darts at someone else.”

The  quote came from the article in the Morning Journal- Kate Giammarise November 2006

HOWEVER A DAY  LATER… Mr. Veard  stated to  Joe Medici of the Chronicle

“Despite having three buildings up for sale downtown, local developer Jon Veard said Tuesday he has no intention of leaving the city…..“My roots are here. All my business and banking relationships are here. It would be a nightmare to move all that,” Veard said. “These people know me and when I ask for something it’s a done deal because they trust me.”
“I’m not selling because I’m mad about the park. Maybe (City Council) did me a favor when they shot it down. Building condos in downtown Lorain is risky business,” Veard said.

Which  publication printed the correct information? Remember media moguls you  are only  as good as your sources ( biased or not)? This knee jerk reaction maybe to  Cole and Co caused  Cole to  jump  once more into  the Editorial mode and chastise me  a “history  bonehead.. sorry  can’t link  to  it  BUT here is my  response :

As I  decided to  BOYCOTT the Morning Journal…. You  can find that WoM post here TUDOR Boycott

Who got it wrong John Cole? I think I know – tch tch tch – how much egg is on the face of your publication on this one? And poor Mr. Veard – he came across in your article as a whiney, sorry, pouting, juvenile, it seems I have more respect for Mr. Veard than his ”friends”. You did him no favor – believe me – in your portrayal of this Lorain Developer. What my international readers (and I have a “barrelful”) must think of this community, I shudder to imagine.
NOTE – Oh! and one more thing, it has been remarked that Mr. Veard is upset that he didn’t get the chance to show City Council his “plans” for our park  ( that other editorial  chastising Lorain City  Council….before they voted No! the first time. Check the minutes, I think you will find that Mayor Craig Foltin ”called for the vote” that night – that is right Mayor Craig Foltin.

And then YOUR “Love letter to Veard” Oh! come on now – hearts and flowers begging him – Don’t go-Please stay – when he apparently had NO intention of leaving. I ask you who is the “blow-hard and crank and short sighted” individual whose “long winded” piece sent the negative message of Lorain’s developer diva -great publicity for Lorain? Shoe fits – wear it JC!

But all is not lost – Cole and Company you can – by a change in editorial policy, adhering to unbiased news reporting and an apology to all who ”dare to suffer the editorial wrath” by stepping up to the plate and to those “long winded politicians” who do the best they can to represent THEIR constituents on City Council stop this ”Old-Boy Cott” Up to YOU!!!!!!!!

2007  was the Lorain Bicentennial  we had a city  wide celebration focused in on the little park. Now don’t go  looking for coverage- John Cole  denied any  coverage , that is until  so  many  organizations involved  took issue there was a small blurb in the Saturday section.

Link to  a number of photos of the event :

https://www.flickr.com/photos/12219598@N06/with/1249174028/

However, the opening ceremonies were taped and one participant  berated the Morning Journal  for their stance and lack of coverage for the event. Problem was it was ME who  was spearheading the whole shebang.. Oh  well happened without him or the Morning Journal….

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Tom Skoch

John Cole retired in February  2008 and a new editor Tom Skoch took over the editorial seat. Mr. Skoch reached out to  me and we came to  a friendly  truce. He was really  kind and instrumental in getting Charleston Village  projects publicity  etc. for the Admiral King Tribute Space, Eric Barnes Heroes Walk and Settlers’ Watch . He may  not have been overly  fond of yours truly  but  he could see past the tree to  the forest.

Although  I  have been known to  come out fingers flying  when I felt the Morning Journal and others   and its staff needed a different perspective : https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2011/03/07/media-as-the-word-turns-or-rolls-lorain/

 

You see at the same time all this bruhaha was going on  with  me  the news media were all over Councilman Dan Given and others with  the Community  Reinvestment Areas. This too had its birthing in politics and the blame game ensued.

https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2009/03/15/sigh-cra-p-p-stands-for-politics/

https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2009/11/10/here-it-comes-crappppp/

Before I get pilloried once more let me tell you  I  was involved in the CRA situation before any  of the media.I  did my  homework and I  have files two  inches thick, Courts, the players and their agendas, articles  comments  and documentation up  the ying yang.   Anyone wants to  see them -only  too  willing… Oh  and the politics  are mind boggling.

However Dan Given became the scapegoat  even though  the Plain dealer article OCTOBER 2007  used  in the court case had 11 inaccuracies  (  I wrote to  the Editor pointing out the journalists biased leanings  – no  reply) 

 NOTE: Article is no  longer on line but I  have the hard copy. There was a  friendly  relationship  between  the county’s attorney  and the journalist….. I  have the article

Later on I  took Tom and the MJ to  task  over an article in 2009I  had just 6 days earlier lost my  son to  cancer – but it was still important to  me that truth  and the whole truth  should be explored.

Dan Given was also pilloried in the article of December 10th 2009 but the readership of the Morning Journal has been denied the “rest of the story ” and denied so far as they  would not print Mr. Given’s rebuttal  leading their readership and those of the community in a direction that is less than accurate.  I  published his letter to  the MJ because they  wouldn’t- I  would suggest a read of that letter found in the link  below: 

https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2009/12/13/two-sides-one-published-one-denied/

When you  go  to  the comments of that post  you  will find Mr. Skoch  had his say .. but since the claim by  the editors stated they  had reached out to  Mr. Given originally they  apparently  missed the part in all the bru haha that the Law Director had told Council members ( because of litigation they  couldn’t comment ) although  at least two  did …

Does ANY of this matter NOW? You  tell me as  recently  as March  12th  2020 Dan Given was accused of public corruption in a letter chastising    now Mayor Bradley  from the Lorain FOP for  supporting a political candidate they  have issues with. Click on jpg for a clearer picture.

Although  letters  and legal stating  no  wrongdoing 15 YEARS LATER DAN GIVEN IS STILL BEING ACCUSED. 10 YEARS  cleared of any  wrongdoing AND YET STILL IN 2020  THE FOP  ACCUSATION OF public corruption..

MAYBE THEY MISSED THE ARTICLE FROM 10 YEARS AGO!!!!!

GIVEN CLEARED – CHRONICLE – BRAD DICKEN  DECEMBER 10TH  2010

Given Cleared 2010

 

WHY ? If anyone had really  done ALL the homework and evidence complied and not just dwelled on the surface of the CRA situation  the story  would be  different, believe me I  looked at that CRA situation until I  was sick of it and the ones that should be held responsible  weren’t.

AND NOW!!! We have Mary  Springowski feeling the wrath  of imho  of a up-jumped egotistical  32 year old reporter  Kevin Martin / Morning Journal  trying the name and shame game  because Mary , in order to  reach out and provide information  to  her constituents with  information and participation. by  pasting  an article  on her facebook page ! Horrors she apparently  single handedly  has brought down the print media local by  publishing the article

Facebook post by  Mary :

THE REST OF THE STORY!!!!

( Mary) “What is happening with this money? Who should benefit from this? Who CAN benefit from this? There must be some regulations. If this is CDBG then it is geared towards low to moderate income areas. What are your thoughts? Remember, if you want them to be part of the permanent record, post your comments and thoughts on the city’s official Facebook page! https://www.facebook.com/CityofLorainOH/

( Morning Journal)Lorain, Elyria to get stimulus money in coronavirus response By Richard Payerchin rpayerchin@morningjournal.com @MJ_JournalRick on Twitter Apr 1, 2020

The cities of Lorain and Elyria will receive money from the first allocations in the federal government’s economic stimulus bill due to the novel coronavirus.

The city of Lorain will receive $725,720, while Elyria will receive $439,110 in Community Development Block Grant money, according to an announcement from Sen. Sherrod Brown.……..

Innocent enough  one would have thought HOWEVER Mr. Martin thought otherwise  and  through  Twitter started on April 9th  to chastise Mary  for an  article written NOT by  Mr Martin but by  Rick Payerchin……..although  Martin  states he is speaking for himself ( that didn’t last long ) Click on the jpg for a clearer picture

 

 

Has Mr. Payerchin , the journalist  and writer  of the piece,  contacted Mary  with  his displeasure? NO!  according to  Mary.  Has Daryl Tucker the Editor  contacted Mary?  No! apparently  not BUT 13 days after Mary  posted the article on face book Kevin Martin  of Muck Rack  fame  and membership https://muckrack.com/ complained to  the Facebook Police for copy  right infringement –

APRIL 13th

If you believe that this content should not have been removed from Facebook, you can contact the complaining party directly to resolve your issue:

Report #: 253706562467430
Rights Owner: MediaNews Group Inc.
Email: kmartin@morningjournal.com
Copyrighted Work: Other 

NOTE Martin does not use a personal email account in filing his complaint  but that of the Morning Journal .

This should never have  gone this far…. I  wouldn’t have had to spend five days  writing and reliving the punishing press… and maybe  “raking the muck” because I  was angry at the “punishment not fitting the crime”

All it would’ve taken was a phone call to  Mary  to  take down the post, explain why  there was a concern but No  the crusading journalist  jumped on his high  horse and banner of punishing the politician of the people……

WHY? what is his agenda …. when obviously  the writer  of the offending piece and the Editor didn’t complain…..  but because of Mr. Martin  -Mrs. Springowski  will no longer share , be interviewed  or subscribe to  the Morning Journal, and Mary  is always newsworthy  so  who  suffers by  this petulant posturing? NOT Mary ..  maybe Martin should be taught the old adage :

“Cutting off the nose to spite the face” is an expression to describe a needlessly self-destructive over-reaction to a problem: “Don’t cut off your nose to spite your face” is a warning against acting out of pique, or against pursuing revenge in a way that would damage oneself more than the object of one’s anger

 

THE END then again maybe NOT!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

April 17, 2020 at 12:22 pm Leave a comment

April 3rd- NO LIMITS -Chapt 3- Chris Ritchey

No Limits- The book 

https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/01/02/jan-3rd-no-limits-the-forward-chris-ritchey/

https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/02/03/feb-3rd-no-limits-chapter-1-chris-ritchey/

https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2020/03/03/march-3rd-no-limits-chapt-3-chris-ritchey/

After the engagement announcement and the resulting kerfuffle with  the in laws to  be, I decided I would only  do  what I  was asked , no  suggestions or real involvement with  this wedding. I  could tell it would be walking on egg shells time.

A few days after the ring fiasco  Chris called and said Angela wanted us to  go  to  Beechwood where she had made an appointment to try  on wedding gowns.  It was rather short notice but Nikki  and I,  for the sake of fence mending, agreed to  share in  what should have been a delightful afternoon. In fact it was  except the mother of the bride was not there, aunts and grandmother etc but no  Sue Lombardi.  Angela duly  tried on various gowns and she did look lovely. I suggested that I would purchase the  wedding veil  of her choice.

 

Since I  had to  get back to  a meeting – already planned- Nikki  and I  left. I found out later Sue eventually showed up  as she didn’t want to  take the time off work. Chris called and said Sue was  very upset and

“What would I  have done- would I  have taken the time off? “ 

” Chris you  aren’t pulling me into  that  situation”.. and I  kept quiet. 

 

Chris had  still not recovered his usual good humour , although  he was speaking to  his sister once again. I couldn’t figure out what we had done wrong now. Finally , Nikki told me : Apparently  Chris was beside himself  worrying as to  how he was going to  pay  for the wedding items that Sue and Angela had said  were his obligation. The rehearsal dinner, cars, flowers , liquor for the reception, gifts, photographer, honeymoon  etc. He had spent his savings on that ring and had just been offered a position with Wyse Advertising. Since  his family  had paid for all his college – 5 years at Cleveland Institute of Art he did not have any  student loans and he was trying to  get a loan for this wedding.

I thought to  myself some of those  of those expenses should have been covered by  the Lombardi  family and they  should have realized what a wedding list of over 200 would cost this young man.  but as I  said

I  was going to  keep  my  mouth  shut .

Chris came home from work and I asked him what exactly  was worrying him  and he told me. I told him his father and I  would pay  for all he needed to  pay  for and not to  worry. He balked at the idea  and I  said:

OK let us pay  for it , rather than you  taking out a loan  and you  can pay  it  back to  us over time.

It was decided and life pretty  much  went on, people being young and planning. Although   it wasn’t  all plain sailing as  the bridesmaids and groomsmen were picked and Nikki , Chris’s sister was left out of the plans.  Chris asked her why  she wasn’t going to  look at the bridesmaids dresses  and she informed him

” I  wasn’t asked , I  don’t believe I  am part of the wedding party” ( although  her husband was)

Chris immediately  got on the phone to  Angela

“Nikki  is one of the wedding party  right? ( the reply  of yes if she wants to  be) rather a backhanded invitation ….

Looking back these things faded into  the realm of  really  didn’t matter they  were inconsequential  in the grand scheme of life. Summer passed , autumn and Christmas and then in February  a trip  to  the Doctors for Chris, whom we thought  was not getting over bronchitus and swollen glands .

Our world was suddenly  turned  upside down inside out and  the silent screaming started : I wrote about the phone call   10  days  later:

All it takes is a phone call to  start you screaming

Hello!
It was a phone call that sent an icy cold that permeated through my very core and has not left me yet, my brain not wanting to “compute” what my ears were hearing, mouth dry, eyes welling with tears , the incredulousness, the denial , the confusion, the sheer terror that runs through your frame, your mind screaming, a few seconds that changes your life forever- nothing will ever be the same.

A phone call that leaves you weeping with fear, that terror, whose tentacles reach through your very being, tearing at your insides, ripping to shreds happiness and laughter. One of the people you love more than life itself, one that you gave birth to, cuddled, bathed, fed and protected is on Route 2 and has answered another (cell) phone to be told that test results (for possible bronchitis) have come back with a life threatening disease.

face of a cancer cell

Someone please wake me from this nightmare……..what am I supposed to do, what do I say, how can I do anything- someone , anyone why????????????????
The look on your husband’s face as he tries to understand the picture of what is happening with this conversation………

The dread disease that sends a mother into the world of deal making ,

No please – not my child , let it be me, take me ,God how can I bear this?
How can I be brave and make it better when my heart is exploding with pain, every part of me screaming from the gauntlet of emotions that are coursing through my very essence?

You are removed from the world around you –

Nothing matters, not the politics, not the crime, not the state of the roads, not the weddings, the weather, blogs, the pettiness, media , CRA’s, pontificators, principles , presidents, arguments ….. .nothing…. your world has shrunk, your planet consists of no more than 8 people and the all consuming fire of fear that your child is going to be in a world of hurt and you are helpless.


You want to curl up in a dark place – trying not to feel, to escape but the pain and confusion drags you back to the surface of desperation, despair and the reality that is now your world.

Eventually the body decides, through sheer exhaustion, to sleep but the nightmare doesn’t stop, you wake, a pillow wet with tears, a coldness that remains in your very core reminding you there is no escape- you truly do

“wake from sleep exhausted”(Susette Kelo)

Family , friends try to be encouraging and for that you are grateful but in a mother’s heart there is really nothing that they can do or say , you want to wake up from the nightmare, make it go away.

Make it stop

You look for anything that will give you hope -that there is a mistake but somehow inside you know the truth – it will not go away – it is going to have to be dealt with.

No matter how old your child becomes they will always be your child. You see not the young man or daughter – you see the chubby 2 year old with soft plump arms, the eyes that never change

only mummy can’t- no soft butterfly kisses or a cookie is going to fix this – there is no magic bandaid with happy faces.

Your life and that of your loved ones is contingent upon a surgeon’s knife and upon a lab in California – a stranger making a decision that will decide whether there is happiness , hope or pain to come in your life and that of your child. You are just another lab report , a number with an insurance billing code- a job of work.

This nightmare of speculation and waiting for the next body blow , like some sort of insidious torture technique, rips at you and the very fabric of your family . Life goes on around you but you are removed you go through the motions but you aren’t really there and you only care about the turmoil that one phone call caused.

The tests, the scans, the trips to the hospital, the waiting rooms with color co-ordinated furnishings, a laugh echoing through a hallway, people talking about the weather, a child crying as life goes on -biopsies, more waiting – hoping- praying pleading with a greater power

“please let them have this wrong ” “please let it be a mistake”

Watching every movement,

“are they eating , are they paler today , the cough – is it better, worse,?”

Trying to smile, to put on the brave face and make life normal until the results are in, cooking food no one really wants to eat , but the strength has to be kept up.

Laying awake watching the clock tick away the hours of life and darkness, waiting for morning……things always look better in the daylight,
but that isn’t true- the mornings come and there is no sanctuary in the watery, wintery sun. Days run into one another, hours, the calendar and the marked events deemed important enough to make note of are no longer significant in their passing.

The darkness envelopes and you think of other mothers, how do they cope with news that threatens their babies, their teenagers, the mothers whose sons and daughters return from war missing limbs and with horrific injuries, how do they cope even having them in harms way- day after day ?

How does a mother bear the news that her child is gone- no longer to hold them, to feel a heartbeat , to gaze with love upon their face, the hear their laugh , to see their eyes no more ….the gut wrenching sadness the rises up. unasked, unwanted, and overflows with the releasing of tears without warning.

Then the results and you know, even before the Doctor opens his mouth – you see his eyes- what they are…. you hear the bad news tempered with good news and hope and another journey begins…………and you know that somewhere another mother shares your pain and fear and is trying to make a deal

take me, not my child………………..

To  be continued

April 3, 2020 at 2:03 pm 3 comments

Medical Care – a consumer’s perspective-Cleveland Clinic Rehab Hospital

Part Onehttps://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2019/03/22/the-ratings-of-medical-facilities-series-it-begins/

Part Two- https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2019/04/09/medical-care-from-a-consumers-perspective-ohio/

Part Three- https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2019/04/22/medical-care-a-consumers-prospective-mercy-health-lorain/

Part Fourhttps://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2019/04/29/medical-care-a-consumers-perspective-mercy-health-lorain-2/

 

Cleveland Clinic Rehabilitation Hospital Avon Ohio, was NOT on the list of 34 facilities given to  us by  Mercy Health social workers – Lorain Ohio.  I  did some research  on my  own, went to  the internet and to  my  facebook page and asked local friends if they  had had good or even poor experiences with  facilities in the area. Cleveland Clinic Rehabilitation Hospital came up as being a good facility.  https://my.clevelandclinic.org/locations/rehabilitation-hospital/specialties

My  daughter and I  spent a Thursday  morning touring the facility. It has all the benefits of a hospital doctors  , rehabilitation therapists,  nurses,  aides and the focus is of course on rehabilitation. The facility  is only  a few years old and shiny  , white and extremely  clean. The rooms were large , bright and airy. We were most impressed with  the rehabilitation area and the state of the art equipment .

However, my  husband ( due to  Medicare Insurance  rules) apparently  could only stay  for 19  days.  It is my  belief  he probably  should have been released to  that facility  further along in his recovery. He was paralyzed down one side  and was on a plethora of medications. One which  was given to  him at Mercy  by the “ghost dr.” which  causes confusion etc. Again not being a physician and not knowing at the time he was even on this medication I was also  unaware  that in order to  combat the confusion ( also  he was on pain killers) he was being given another drug for Alzheimers.

I must interject here as to  hospital to  hospital transportation, I  wish  I  had something good to  say , you  really  are at the transporters “mercy”. The time arranged   leaving Mercy to  the Clinic was supposed to  be 11 a.m However, although  I  was supposed to  follow him to  the new facility  I  couldn’t by  6 in the evening after waiting hours and hours I went home and told them to  call me when he was being transported . You  see I  had to  sign the admittance papers and permission to  treat. At 9:00 p.m. I  called the Clinic who  told me that it was so  late he would probably  now be transported the following morning . I went to  bed only  to  be called at 11:15 by  the Cleveland Clinic Nurse that he had been sent to  them a few minutes prior  and could I  give the permissions verbally. ( This was not the only hiccup with transport).

I was, on the whole, extremely  pleased with  this facility  but it was not all good news. Once again the rehab staff were wonderful, and it was so  organized, you  knew exactly what he would be doing and when, I  was very  impressed with  the rehab staff, also  the cleaning staff once again were in the rooms every  day  and sometimes more than once. The nurses were for the most part very  professional and helpful as were 80 percent of the aides.

My  husband needed help  initially from two  and on some occasions three individuals to  see to  his needs. The confusion caused by  the drugs  did not help, that and the weakness and immobility of his left side. He had to  learn to  use his vocal cords  again ( which were stretched due to  the intubation) . It was a few days before I  realized he was still taking the medication for gout  which  should have been stopped at Mercy.  The medication Colchicine, can  and does cause diarrhea  and stomach  upset. The gout symptoms had abated and he really  should not have been still on this drug , especially  since it does also react with  Digoxin  but of course I  was unaware he was on this drug as well.

I  did insist since the diarrhea was an issue  they  stop the Colchicine. I also , once I  found out he was on Digoxin  ( Lanoxin),  they  stop or change that medication    BUT and here is the issue  it seems that doctors at this facility  and other facilities in the chain are loathe to  change another “specialists” diagnosis and treatment.  This was a huge problem  for us. One because we were out of our network and OUR team of physicians and specialists who  knew his history  and his courses of treatment we had to  rely  on basically  strangers to  his situation.

Therefore I  started asking for a daily  list of all his medications

Once he was off the Colchicine he stomach  upset went away. BUT not for long  a woman in the next room came down with  C’diff https://www.cdc.gov/cdiff/what-is.html . Now it was put to  us that my  husband came down with  this due to  the huge amount of antibiotics he was taking and had taken. BUT that is not the whole story:

IF the lady  in the next room and not had the infection first I would not have done more research thinking  it was because of the antibiotics . Although  the staff were for the most part adhering to   handwashing etc protocol not all of them did . Infact  I  would say  20  percent of the aides were lax in that area. I  actually  had to  throw away  his cellphone as it somehow became covered in fecal matter ( C’diff contamination) and was put on the bedside table. My  husband was incapable of having reached the table.  I  will say  that for the most part the aides and nurses did respond to  his call light in a timely  manner.

One aide,  in particular, left a lot to  be desired, from his treatment of my  husband  and his response times were not great, his laxness in this area and lack  of hand washing protocol  was a great concern.

 

Please understand a patient is in pain  and although  they  had been told of the back injury   it took at least a week for them to  address the situation ( it hadn’t been addressed at Mercy so  not on his record) , which  meant sitting in one position or laying ( when you  are partially  paralyzed) can be unbearable and since you  can’t move  the aides had to  do  it for him. This did cause “some ” of the aides  frustration and it showed.

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There was  another aide  who also  needed to  be retrained or let go  in my  opinion.  I came into  find my  husband half in  and half out of the bed, the top  sheet wrapped around him and soaked with  water. Actually  I  had just walked into  the room with  one of the hospital administrators, so  she did witness the situation. She immediately  went to  work taking care of my husbands comfort. The aide , when she was called , said he spilled water on himself… remembering the jug was on a table  out of his reach and he was not able to  move his left arm at all, that scenario was very  unlikely. I looked at this aide and said:

“so  he spills a jug of water all over his bedding and you  leave him laying in it?”  

The aid turned to  me and said:

“SORREEEEEEE”( in a very  sarcastic tone)

I then turned to  the administrator ( names available) and said

“she is done I  don’t want her anywhere near my  husband

The administrators at the Cleveland Clinic Rehabilitation hospital did address my  concerns but as I  told them what stopped them from getting  great review  on the place as a whole in my  opinion  was 20 percent of their “aides”  and it was those 20  percent that  caused situations that should not have happened, but it is those situations you  remember .

HEALTHCARE IS A HUGE BUSINESS AND EVEN THOUGH  WE THE CONSUMERS ARE PRETTY  MUCH  AT THEIR MERCY (NO  PUN INTENDED) WE ARE STILL CONSUMERS PAYING FOR A SERVICE.

We were assigned one doctor for my  husband and he called in others as needed  such  as another cardiologist, ultra sound  etc.  The doctor was quite nice, spoke very  softly but with  a heavy  accent so  I  was once again forever asking him to  repeat what he was saying and every time he was in the room he was costing ( according to  the bills I  received) 350 to  500 dollars for up to  35 minutes. I should go  through  the dates to  see how many  times a day  but considering I received 74 pages of bills each  page having at least 5 charges on them I am honestly  too tired to  do  the homework.

The discharge date  ( the 19 days being almost up) I was given another list of this time 54 “skilled nursing facilities ” for the next part of the journey  and this time I  did have time to do  some homework……….. To  Be continued

 

Cleveland Clinic Rehabilitation Hospital gets a B plus…. it was an A minus  But then that C’diff situation  was made worse…… more on that as we continue….

 

 

 

May 27, 2019 at 10:02 pm 1 comment

Medical Care, a consumer’s perspective- Mercy Health – Lorain ( 2)

Part Onehttps://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2019/03/22/the-ratings-of-medical-facilities-series-it-begins/

Part Two- https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2019/04/09/medical-care-from-a-consumers-perspective-ohio/

Part Three- https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2019/04/22/medical-care-a-consumers-prospective-mercy-health-lorain/

Mercy Health — Lorain Hospital https://www.mercy.com/locations/hospitals/lorain

After hours of torment and worry , my  husband was in ICU- Mercy  Health , Lorain. The brain surgery  went well, now a matter of time.  I  have been in ICU’s more times than I  care to  remember , each  hospital a little different.

I have to  state here and now the  ICU nurses and team at Mercy were wonderful to  us. I cannot say  enough  about them , they  were so  caring and compassionate. The housekeeping staff who  cleaned  and cleaned would see me sitting in the small waiting room whilst tests and all things happening to  make my  husband comfortable were happening. I would see a hand reach  out and put down a cup  of coffee or fruit drink and a smile.

Yes, they  made things so  much  easier.

I really  had to  force myself to  think and stay  upright and ask questions of the myriad of people who would come in an out including physicians, physicians assistants, residents.

 

Indeed  on a few occasions I had no  clue as to  who  they  were , some not all introduced  themselves, very  businesslike  and with  a clipped manner  when answering my  questions or observations. In the end, I  learned to   ask  those questions of the nurses and they  would check  for me. When  dealing with  “one or two  of the physicians”  the answers were ensconced in medical terms  and a couple of times I  had to  have them repeat their answers  due to  heavily accented language I  found difficult to  grasp. That was something I also  had to  deal with  later on as well.

I wrote to  the CEO of Mercy ( Edwin Oley) after we transferred to  the Cleveland Clinic Rehab Hospital . I have copied parts of the letter and my concerns . I  have left out the physicians names  for this blog but they  were named in my  letter. Needless to  say  I  have not received any  response from Mercy  Health  Lorain ( not that I  expected  any    but “received and filed ” might have been polite at least :

Excerpts and notes  from the letter- February  12th 2019

For the attention of Edwin Oley, Mark Rau and Cheryl Rieves

Dear Mr. Oley,

I am writing today not only to thank the nursing staff for their excellent care, and also “housekeeping ladies” in the ICU who were so kind and helpful during our time of crisis and all but one of the physicians.

January 18th my husband had a fall – although his Doctors are at St. John’s West Shore we were taken to your ER. I have no complaints with the treatment there . He was admitted with a small brain bleed , which they felt would be absorbed and that is what looked like was happening. He was in ICU for a couple of days , then in general population and then sent to your REHAB unit. Again, I find no fault with the care, the nursing and rehab staff or physicians .

January 24th my husband suffered another major brain bleed in your Rehab unit ( on the right side of his brain) It was totally due to your response team , staff and Dr. XXXXX that my husband didn’t die, he literally was minutes away from that happening .

We were so grateful this happened IN the hospital had he been elsewhere he would have died. After major surgery he was sent back to CC11 in ICU – he was intubated and the care was wonderful . It was there I encountered Dr. PXXXX who did not impress me, I didn’t even know who he was and he certainly did not interact with me at all.

 

Wednesday January 30th my husband was finally able to come off the “tube” I must state here , my daughter and I had been putting in 15 hours shifts, trading off so one of us would be there , a terrible and emotionally draining time .

 

Six days after the surgery and two hours off the breathing apparatus I went home for a rest . I was woken by a Social Worker phoning me to explain “I would have to make a decision as to my plans for my husband “ I told her I have no plans he hasn’t even woken up – any plan I would have would be to get him sitting in a chair. She stated I would have to let them know and would leave a list of facilities in his room . which she did!

NOTE THIS IS THE LIST OF FACILITIES GIVEN TO  US BY  MERCY HEALTH  SOCIAL WORKERS!

 

 I want you  to  put yourself in our position, we had had a terribly  traumatic time very  little sleep for days  and we were given a list of 34 places  one of which   my  husband needed to  be transferred to  in coming days. We didn’t know “what his prognosis would be, if he had major brain damage and here is the list  “check them out…….( this certainly  was not helpful)

Saturday February 2nd My husband was moved to Tower two North– Once again hours after being in the new room I was sent another Social Worker – I had to make plans – he was still out of it and on a feeding tube and unable to swallow on his own . I reiterated I had no plans I couldn’t make an educated decision until I talked to my medical professionals who knew his history and were not in your network. I asked if this is rehab why couldn’t he stay at Mercy in the Rehab unit where he was initially – I was told flat out he would no longer meet the criteria of 3 hours daily . Dr. AXXXXXXXXXXX of Rehab would not accept him. I said well I am not making a decision until I know more.

Every day I was prompted by   staff as to my decision.

Tuesday February 5th – during rounds – Dr. PXXXX and a host of people came into the room . I had only had cursory glances with this Doctor – I didn’t even know why he was there, every other physician explained who they were and what their specialty was , including therapy professionals. The communication in that area was excellent.

 

During this particular round Dr. PXXXX informed me they would have to put a feeding tube in his stomach, and I would have to make plans as to where I was sending him. The Social Worker also reiterated when I asked:

 Why can’t he stay at Mercy Rehab after all I felt comfortable and they saved his life.

ONCE again I was told Dr. AXXXXXXXXXX wouldn’t accept him .

 

Dr. PXXXX said:

you have to decide and he needed “skilled nursing”

I said

No I need to talk to his Drs.- PXXXX informed me “transfer him to St. Johns , I said the insurance wouldn’t cover that as it would be a lateral move, I would  check out some of the facilities on this list and since I had been in the hospital for days on end I hadn’t had time . He informed me that once the feeding tube was in he would be ready to leave.

I suggested, it seemed to me they were doing that to   get rid of him.

Dr. PXXXX left the room whilst my daughter was asking a question re the stomach tube….. only to return and said AXXXXXX  MXXXXX ( name of local facility) !!!! I understand he some interest in that facility.

Actually the next morning ,my husband who finally woke up to some degree, pulled out the feeding tube from his nose, they couldn’t put in the stomach tube due to food in the esophagus and it was delayed until Wednesday at which stage he had been now moved to Cardiology .

He has AFIB and because they couldn’t feed him his heart medication in liquid form they moved him so they could give it in his IV. Whilst in Cardiology they once again tested his swallowing capabilities and he passed- no stomach feeding tube)

 

Again another Social Worker came in what were my plans ????I spent the next hours researching and pop in visiting these facilities –

I was told Mercy Allen had no beds available and I couldn’t give them a date anyway .

 

At this point in the epistle I would like to add that my husband has for the past 16 years has NOT been able to take Statin Drugs of any kind. In fact in ER we specifically stated and it was put on his wrist ALLERGY STATINS  HOWEVER, some Physician , whom I never heard of or spoke to PRESCRIBED LIPITOR- A STATIN which actually started to cause my husband issues.

My daughter stopped the nurse from giving the 2nd dose. After checking I found written in the note “QUESTIONABLE ALLERGY”) NOT ONCE DID ANYONE ( INCLUDING THE PHYSICAN ) ‘QUESTION THE FAMILY AS TO WHY THIS DRUG WAS NOT ALLOWED!

 Cardiology sent my husband back to 2 north

( NOTE: it was only  later at the Cleveland Clinic  I  found out my  husband had been prescribed  Lanoxin by  the same “unknown physician”. Had I  known  I  would have mentioned that  it was found in a previous “heart issue” Lanoxin did cause serious side effects with  him.. such  as paranoia , confusion ( remember that  for chapters two  and three of the journey. Again this is partly  due to  my  not remembering all the drugs he has had issues with  and the fact they  did not have access to  his full medical history

As I researched, Wednesday and talked to many people I decided on the Cleveland Clinic Rehabilitation Hospital – Avon. Their representative came an evaluated my husband late Wednesday evening . My daughter and I toured the facility on Thursday morning the 7th . We were very pleased with what we found . THIS FACILITY WAS NOT ON THE LIST GIVEN TO ME!  ( Note you  can see I  penciled it in on the list from Mercy  Health)

 

THEN IT STARTED – For days and days I was told Mercy would not accept him back into their rehab unit WHERE we had asked to go time and time again. BUT LO AND BEHOLD HAVING BEEN TOLD FOR OVER A WEEK NO!!!!! ALL OF A SUDDEN – OH WE WANT HIM HERE- HE CAN STAY PLEASE ! I had all sorts of staff and Directors etc – stating he COULD GO BACK to Rehab. I spoke to Rehab representatives who had found out that morning he wasn’t coming back –

Dr. PXXXX actually told the staff  I was sending my husband to a skilled nursing facility – which was NOT TRUTHFUL I hadn’t made up my mind at that point and was waiting to hear back from the Clinic. HE HAD NO BUSINESS SPEAKING FOR ME!!!! AND Dr. AXXXXXXXXX had not made any such determination as to my husband’s status as I was told by Rehab. Staff on Thursday morning .

 

The decision to leave was very hard we had received excellent care but what with the No Room at the Inn fiasco  and the pushing to leave and make other plans during a time of great distress for me and my family and the “statin” situation we have moved my husband. He is very weak but starting to respond.

 

My feeling is your facility fell down in not communicating to the family properly – social workers should give “all pertinent information”- in laypersons language and a full explanation as to why ( days of paper work etc) to families who are under stress as it is.

 

At least two of your physicians caused more harm, emotionally to the family and in one case could have caused other issues. Due to the protein treatments given in ER , to combat the Xarelto I informed them that within days he would get a major gout flare up ( Gout initially   due to statins after his open heart surgery in 2002. Which is WHY NO Statins) . He did get a Gout attack on the Wednesday Jan 23rd in Rehab, they drained the knee and gave him a cortisone shot but the damage was done.

Photo  source : https://www.researchgate.net/figure/Healthcare-professional-views-of-hospital-to-home-care-transitions_fig1_230565561

Why the 2nd massive brain bleed the next morning – well we aren’t sure, but REHAB staff saved his life and the fact he isn’t there today at your facility is entirely at the hands of administrative decisions poor communication between social workers and overriding a medical allergy without discussing why it was necessary with the family. Questions feel free to contact me……

I  don’t think  I  need to  go  into  further detail this letter pretty  much  said it all. And the cost so  far  for Mercy Health  –  is approximately  $70,000.00 and climbing .

 

Next Up  Cleveland Clinic Rehabilitation Hospital

 

 

April 29, 2019 at 9:59 pm 9 comments

Medical Care -a consumers prospective-Mercy Health Lorain

 

Part Onehttps://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2019/03/22/the-ratings-of-medical-facilities-series-it-begins/

Part Two- https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2019/04/09/medical-care-from-a-consumers-perspective-ohio/

Mercy Health — Lorain Hospital https://www.mercy.com/locations/hospitals/lorain

Our particular health  care journey started with  a fall January  18th/19th 2019 and a call to  911  and a rescue squad. Since the patient, my  husband, had fallen and was unconscious for a few minutes it was decided to  take him the the emergency  room. In this case  although  our physicians and hospital of choice is St. John’s Westshore, the drivers  would only  take him to  the nearest ER.

29000 Center Ridge Road
Westlake, OH 44145
https://www.uhhospitals.org/locations/uh-st-john-medical-center
 The rescue squad insisted he be taken to  Mercy Health Lorain.
https://www.cincinnati.com/story/news/2018/02/22/mercy-health-merge-bon-secours-health-system/362456002/

In July 2016 – another fall had required a trip  to  the Mercy  Health Lorain ER. I was not impressed at all with  that particular visit, the ER at that time left a lot to  be desired, imho  and after three hours of not seeing anyone higher that a Nurse Practitioner  I  insisted my  husband be transferred to  St. John’s West Shore.

The diagnosis was very  serious  Rhabdomyolysis 

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC4365849/.

Many  days were spent in the hospital recovering from this health  issue and all the problems it entailed.

Needless to  say  a trip  to  the Mercy  Health ER in Lorain was not something I  relished, but I  knew I  could insist on him being transferred if worse came to  worse.  I  have to  say  I  was pleasantly  surprised in the difference from 2016.  We were seen quickly  by  a team of nurses and a physician ( not one lone nurse practitioner) and when the diagnosis of a small brain bleed an intracranial bleed   was determined.

A brain hemorrhage refers to bleeding in the brain. This medical condition is also known as a brain bleed or an intracranial hemorrhage.

I was relieved to  have a  Neurosurgeon who  was already  in the ER  come in an explain the situation. The fall had caused this small brain bleed but it was exasperated by  the fact that since 2016 my  husband was on the blood thinner  Xarelto

https://www.mayoclinic.org/drugs-supplements/rivaroxaban-oral-route/side-effects/drg-20075013

The ER “team” had to  use other meds in order to  lessen  and counteract the effects of the Xarelto. I had to  sign papers to  that effect. As I signed the required documents I read of the “proteins” that would be used.  This brought up  another problem … because all my  husband records were with  St. John’s and his UH physicians  the records at Mercy  were very  sketchy  and out of date.  Proteins being pumped in to  my  husband will cause ( within 4 days) an attack of gout.  Of course his doctors at UH  were aware of that  but I had to  inform the ER physician of this, I  think  he thought I  was  not at all to  be taken seriously  and the almost “pat on the head – there/ there” look crossed his face. Gout indeed?????

So  there you  are in the ER at 1 in the morning trying to  rack  your brain , as you  are worried and anxious as to  what this particular “team needed to  know” allergies, past medical history , medications he was on, when he last took anything, insurances  because Mercy  did not have access to  his patient information – they  are under a different system.

 

I  am sure they  thought I  was over stating the problems, gout and bad reactions to  statins, so  NO  STATINS- remember that because it does come back  to  haunt, both  the gout and the Statins.

This is something in my  opinion that needs to  be addressed. We  as a family  decided to  have him admitted to  Mercy  for observation, the bleed location was not operable and they  hoped it would be absorbed. The decision to  stay was based on two  reasons:

1. The Neurosurgeon  I  immediately  liked and felt comfortable with  and 2. that particular weekend there was a major  winter storm hitting the area and roads were closing.

Hindsight has confirmed that our decision to  stay  was indeed the right one.

A hell of a storm broke that morning and roads were closed. I  could not get out of my house for two  days. My  daughter and husband with  their large vehicle did manage.  Cat scans were done and all was progressing nicely . However, 4 1/2 days after he was admitted the “proteins” did do  their damndest   and a major gout attack  took place, blood pressure and pain were an issue. A doctor was called in to  give  a shot and to  drain the knee on that Wednesday  evening.

 

Early  Thursday  morning I received a call from the nurse at Mercy …

 

“my  family  had to  get to  the hospital right away – there had been a complication- my  husband had collapsed with  a massive brain bleed- we needed to  get there quickly”

By  the time we arrived at Mercy Health he was already  intubated and prepped for major brain surgery. He had had a massive subdural hematoma:

 

“People with a bleeding disorder and people who take blood thinners are more likely to develop a subdural hematoma. A relatively minor head injury can cause subdural hematoma in people with a bleeding tendency.”

  https://www.webmd.com/brain/subdural-hematoma-symptoms-causes-treatments#1

As luck  would have it the Neurosurgeon  that had inspired confidence in that ER was ready  to  operate . My  husband was rushed into  the operating room , we were told to call relatives etc. I  have to  say  the “rapid response team” of nurses and professionals were wonderful , they  did along with my  favorite neurosurgeon ( by  now)  saved his life that morning . 

Hours in the waiting room, moved to  ICU and prognosis iffy– the next 72 hours  would tell the tale …..

To be continued …………….

 

 

April 22, 2019 at 11:26 pm 3 comments

Medical Care – From a Consumer’s Perspective- Ohio

 

Photo Source :  https://revenuesandprofits.com/top-20-u-s-healthcare-companies-by-2016-revenues/

 

Part Onehttps://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2019/03/22/the-ratings-of-medical-facilities-series-it-begins/

 

The amount of money  spent “annually” in the United States on health  care  is, according to  Forbes Magazine

Americans spent $3.5 trillion on healthcare in 2017, adding up to 17.9% of GDP, nearly the same as 2016’s 18% share. Healthcare spending grew by 3.9%, the slowest it’s grown since 2013 and slower than the previous year’s 4.8%.

The main reason overall healthcare spending grew more slowly was because of less growth in the amount of healthcare services people used and in the use of fancier services like MRI instead of CT scans. This is one category called “use and intensity” and is what’s left over after the report authors at the Centers for Medicare and Medicaid Services subtract out spending growth that is attributable to U.S. population demographic changes and healthcare prices going up.

https://www.forbes.com/sites/elliekincaid/2018/12/06/the-amount-americans-spend-on-healthcare-is-still-growing-but-more-and-more-slowly/#66d12d242eea

And you  can find a good article on the breakdown of those costs in this article by  the Washington Post https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/wonk/wp/2016/12/27/the-u-s-spends-more-on-health-care-than-any-other-country-heres-what-were-buying/?noredirect=on&utm_term=.d76a430d79f9

White Coat of Death by Chris Ritchey

My  point is: This healthcare industry  is a HUGE , unwieldy , money  devouring creature ,  as we spend  to  stay  alive, enjoy a “healthy ” life for longer .   Americans are paying through  the nose.  The healthcare “industry” from doctors offices, clinics, drugstore/ drugs, emergency  rooms, ambulance services  hospitals , nursing homes – they  truly  do have a lucrative business https://www.payingforseniorcare.com/longtermcare/statistics.html

Percentage of all federal domestic spending that goes to the elderly: 46%. Average annual health care costs for older Americans who earn more than $30,000 a year: $11,000 … Average cost to stay in a US nursing home for one year: $76,680.
and yet  the hourly  wage for a nursing home assistant according to
https://www.indeed.com/cmp/Nursing-Home-Rehabilitation-Facility/salaries
Average Nursing Home / Rehabilitation Facility hourly pay ranges from approximately $11.46 per hour for Dietary Aide to $19.00 per hour for Admissions Coordinator
Photo Source https://smithandjones.com/resources/blog/rise-of-the-healthcare-consumer
“The consumer movement is partly an age-related phenomenon. Each generation of patients has unique emotional triggers and motivations for how they choose care providers. Seniors (age 70+) still follow their doctors’ recommendations, but Baby Boomers (age 45-65) treat healthcare decisions more like consumers: they research their options, challenge assumptions and rely on conversations to make their choices. Young adults (age 20-45) are more inclined to shop around and show preference for healthcare brands; while they won’t admit it, they’re heavily influenced by great advertising, social networks and word of mouth recommendations.”
All the cost involved in healthcare  comes from “we the people”  in the form of paying for insurances, through  various programs, government, private and out of  our pockets – we pay  one way  or another . Therefore, it seems to  me the healthcare industry  needs to “listen to  their consumers”. That is probably  wishful thinking  because  we the consumers are a “renewable source” so not really  important in the business plans of CEOs or CFOs.
One woman and her blog is not going to  change a damned thing ( and they  know it) , but at least the information will be out there and some of the situations that needn’t have happened on my  family’s latest “health  journey” could be addressed, by  Medicare , the hospitals and skilled nursing facilities  we have dealt with  in the past  three months – after all someone’s life , happiness and health  were at stake  and we are paying for it- big time .
I will document the good the bad and the downright ugly from my  perspective as a CONSUMER, NOT a MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL……….
To  be continued……..

April 9, 2019 at 12:52 pm 5 comments

March 3rd – The Rating – Chris Ritchey

ART WORK- CHRIS RITCHEY

It has been a short month  February  but one of the longest in other ways. We are now on our third  venue  with  regard to  “hospitals and rehab”. As we traverse yet another life changing road, I believe it is time to  rate the experiences.

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Your hospital experience found me pretty  much  a novice and very  naïve, because your “bride” was part of the Cleveland Clinic System, Southpointe and Main Campus I  deferred to  her- a huge  mistake– I  will always believe that  to  be the case . That perceived mistake is not one I will ever make again.  Much  to  the irritation  of CEO’s, some Doctors, not so  much  the nurses,  but aides and hospital protocols I am involved more than just visiting at regular hour, I  am an advocate for “my  patient and loved one” and your sister  is just a younger version of me!

It is you  and your  strength  that has kept me , if not on an even keel  at least  afloat and once again it is anger that keeps me upright.

I know  the signs and I know you  are with  us on this journey , just as I  carried you  beneath  my  heart  and shared souls – that continues  as does my  love for you. I will write the story  of our latest journey , the Kudos, the positives and negatives of each  of the facilities – maybe others having similar journeys  will see the pitfalls and the solutions.

I love and miss you  more than ever ………

March 3, 2019 at 7:17 pm 2 comments

April 3rd – Trilogy Trigger- Chris Ritchey

Chris Ritchey- CIA

This past month has been particularly  difficult, losing my  dear friend Paula to  the obscenity  that is cancer, the  “hell is other people” neighbors with  their  form of obscenity  invading  what little space we have. It is what is called “life” for want of a description.  As another departed friend used to  say   “everyone has a story”  and yet another ” there is no  laughter in hell”, but then again you  would have to  believe in a heaven if you  believe in hell.

Easter was this past weekend , another holiday  I  hypocritically  celebrate for the sake of loved ones and friends . I have pointed out my  views and Easter/Eastre has been noted – another pagan holiday  utilized, blended, absorbed  and  morphed for convenience sake of whatever was the popular faith  at the time  https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2012/04/06/ahhhhhh-easter-eastre-resurrecting-memories-eggs-and-crabs/

To  me all religion is another man’s myth dressed up  for the masses of whatever century  of which  you  happen to  be a part.

Irony, not to  be  outdone this year,  the weekend found Gavin’s 9th  birthday  and your Dad’s and Easter  all  falling together.

 

You  Dad born on another Easter Sunday  on the top of the kitchen table ( so the story  goes) let alone being April  Fool’s Day.

Triple play in memories flooded in- other Easters with  Papa Teddy  and Auntie Gladys coming down  from Canada especially  at Easter and Thanksgiving , they really  were the closest thing to  grandparents. Such  love , such  beautiful people. Your first Easter , you  decided to   crawl and Papa Teddy  spent the whole time steering you  away  from the fireplace hearth, fascinated even then by  flames.

Memories of you  being taken to  that “terrible to  me now” church  St. Mary’s  Lorain  https://www.parishesonline.com/find/st-mary-catholic-church-44052          by  your godparents on Easter Sunday .  Well…..up  until the time you  “shot the priest” with  a pretend gun and  something religious spilled  as someone in the procession jumped and there was such  a kafuffle apparently. I know you  were never again taken to  Easter Sunday  services there.

To  think that church  would play such  havoc in our lives bringing such anger and unkindness – due to  you  walking down that same aisle   and the taking of any  closure, denying our beliefs  by  your  controlling “in law family”( Lombardi/ Vika and offspring) and the “bride” Angela Lombardi ( Ritchey) now Murphy


not to  mention “their priest” Divis –

Sharing a laugh – but on whom?

 

There should have been overload in the confessional, one  would think,  although forgiveness is far from my  heart. Ah! what meaning in this life today of  a ‘mother’s curse” in days of myth and legend  a powerful instrument met now with  the word Karma??? Karma  borrowed once more from an even older religion…. I  wait ………

Gavin’s “birthday” or day  of his birth – hoping against hope as you  lay  in that terrible  Cleveland Clinic-  the lab rat- being made to  clinically  die to  “save you”.   I had to  leave you  that night  to  be with  your sister  as a new life came into  the world……….. torn once more………

Your Dad’s birthday – the years of playing pranks not just because it was April fools day but because your loved your jokes. The time you  took out an ad in the paper  selling the house .  Yes! all memories , uninvited guests along with  the ham,  steaks,  tulips and a missing space at the table.

And yet  laughter and smiles, little boys and a girl  looking for surprises, barely  able to  sit still as the grown-ups  took forever to  eat. Tales of other memories , other traditions  , pastel eggs mixed in with  camouflage eggs, a grandfather and his grandsons  sharing a moment  to  remember.

Yes all intertwined showing the colors and also  the greyness of what we have become – I love you – we all do……..

April 3, 2018 at 11:29 am 1 comment

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