Eva,
My mother - whom I would throw myself under a bus to save without thinking and without regret - is undergoing treatment for stage II breast cancer.
And she is a little over 70 years old - older than the treatment protocols and the “survival tables even calculate. Her cancer was hormone-therapy resistant.
We are looking at a genocide - if not a Holocaust - in the name of medicine.
They also included 800 million dollars to combat obesity and smoking. I’m not sure what that means, but you can be sure that obesity and smoking will disqualify anyone for any by-pass surgery. Smoker? Over weight? Drop dead.
The killing of seniors has been going on, surreptitiously, for years. About ten years ago, I received a call from an emergency room doctor in NJ, where my mother was in the Methodist Manor. He said that she had had a massive brain stem stroke and would not recover. He wanted permission to put her on a morphine drip and remove the breathing tube. The doctor had already called all the family on the east coast, but they were all at church, and my sister’s eleven year old son, said no.
I said no, also, not until I see for myself. The doctor argued with me, telling me that my mother was 89 years old and had lived a good long life, that the precious medical dollars needed be reserved for younger more vital people. I still said, wait until I get there.
The next day, as I stood at my mother’s bedside, I found her bruised badly, up and down her arms and both arms tied to boards and restrained. I spoke to my mother and she immediately tried to wake up and respond. I told the nurse that she wasn’t in a coma and asked why she was bruised. The nurse said that she had been trying to pull out the breathing tube and the IV and that they had to restrain her. She was drugged, so she was having trouble opening her eyes, but otherwise she was ok. She did have some problems with her speech, but the final diagnosis was that she did not have a stroke, at all.