2023, Thanksgiving overshadowed by the profound absence of the happiness. Danielle's life was taken from us by the heart-wrenching actions of the hospital white coat assassins.
Tomorrow marks the arrival of Thanksgiving 2023, a cherished tradition where Americans gather with loved ones to express gratitude for the blessings in their lives. It's a day filled with warmth, camaraderie, and delicious food. However, for some of us, this holiday brings a poignant reminder of the tragic loss of our loved ones due to the hospital's death protocol. The empty seat at the table serves as a stark representation of the cherished individuals who are no longer with us, lives that were tragically undervalued by the hospital's actions.
Until justice is served, I cannot bring myself to celebrate Thanksgiving. It has been three years without my precious Danielle. Over the past four weeks, I have been confronted with unimaginable revelations of wrongdoing. The discovery of my daughter's medical records and the truth that emerged felt like another devastating blow.
On August 27th, 2021, in a state of panic, I rushed my daughter to the emergency room. Her coughing was unlike anything I had ever heard before, and her oxygen levels had dropped to 87% the previous night. After a nebulizer treatment, her levels quickly returned to the high 90s. Danielle had received home treatment, including medication, a Z-Pack, high doses of Vitamin C and D along with many others meds.
Placing my trust in the medical professionals, I believed they would thoroughly examine Danielle, provide the necessary treatment, and send us back home swiftly. However, despite her normal vitals, clear lungs, and no fever, the Hospitalist Heather Meiselman made the decision to admit her for sepsis and Covid pneumonia. The chart indicated that Danielle was admitted for sepsis, covid pneumonia. Furthermore, modifications were made to her chart for the sake of profits, not her health.
For two years, I believed my daughter's admission was justified due to her being slightly unwell. The truth hit me with a profound rage I had never known before. The course of Danielle's life was determined in the ER by someone who claims to be a doctor.
Subsequently, my daughter was subjected to 10 doses of Remdesivir and Fentanyl IV, Fentanyl injection and Fentanyl patches to her heart as well as the unnecessary administration of Precedex before she was on the ventilator, Midazolam, propofol, Morphine and a combination of other deadly black box warning drugs. Also, Farzin Rahmanou, DO administered strong antibiotics intermittently, for 2 day and stop then again for one day exacerbating her infections, and her little body fought them off with fevers.
Farzin Rahmanou is called the Mastro of the ventilator, he performed his duty to destroy Danielle ended up Pulmonary Fibrosis from over use of the ventilator 32 days.
It was also discovered that the nurse Erin Picca had overdosed Danielle on IV Tylenol, which had to be reversed with Acetadote medication. The doctor canceled the court order for Ivermectin, wrongly citing concerns about her liver enzymes.
Additionally, heart medication was prescribed by Farzin Rahmanou DO non-cardiologist, resulting in damage to her heart. The medical records indicated that a cardiac episode should have been anticipated.
There are no words to describe the individuals involved in Danielle's tragic fate, except to say that they embody pure evil. It feels as if demons themselves were at work, with evil as their guiding force. Their deep-seated hatred towards us and our loved ones is evident.
My heart is shattered, and seeking justice has become my sole purpose. How can I move forward and embrace a fulfilling life after witnessing the devastating impact on my child's body and the loss of her life? Those responsible must be held accountable, facing the consequences of their actions. It is crucial that these individuals, who wear white coats, are dealt with through lawful means to ensure justice prevails.
Indeed, the joy of Thanksgiving is marred by the grim reality that our hospitals, places of healing and refuge, are infiltrated by those with sinister intentions hidden under their pristine white coats. These individuals, who we entrust with the lives of our loved ones, have shown themselves to be more akin to assassins than healers. The absence of justice in the face of such atrocities adds a bitter taste to the Thanksgiving feast. This is not a happy Thanksgiving; it is a stark reminder that the fight for justice and truth must continue. We must keep pushing forward, demanding accountability and change in our broken healthcare system. Only then can we truly give thanks for the blessings in our lives, knowing that we have fought to ensure that no other family suffers the same fate as ours.
Justice for Danielle and all those who have suffered at the hands of corrupt medical professionals must be achieved, not just for our own peace but also to prevent future tragedies. As we gather around the table this Thanksgiving, let us remember that our fight is far from over. The battle for justice continues, and we will not rest until truth and accountability prevail. Let us give thanks for the cherished memories of our loved ones, and let us honor their lives by fighting for justice. Happy Thanksgiving to all those who have lost someone dear to them; may we find comfort in each other's company and strength in our united pursuit of justice.
And to those who have not yet experienced such a loss, please join us in this fight.
May God Bless everyone.
Rebecca Charles, Danielle’s mom forever.
www.deathbyhospitalprotocol.com
That was very well written. I know it had to hurt to research it but you are proving what happened.
I'm so sorry for the death of your precious little girl Danielle. My husband Bob had the same fate. A healthy and great man who also walked into the hospital with good vitals. His death has changed my life forever because he was my true soul mate and love of my life and what a great life we had. The pushback from the doctors in my fight for justice has started this month so it's a doubly hard time of year and I too will not be celebrating the way I used too. We must continue to be strong to fight for justice so their deaths will not be in vain. Much love, peace and hugs to you.