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Dear Dr Phil,
I am writing this letter in regards to the situation regarding my Wife of 41 years, Lorraine. I hope that your staff relays this letter in your direction. I feel that if you could possibly read this letter you would assist us in completeing her recovery.
On December 7th 2003 she suffered a massive coronary event that resulted in a loss of oxygen to her brain for a period of forty minutes. She was at her mother’s preparing to attend a baby shower for our nephew’s wife. She decided to clean a path through the snow for her mother to walk to her car when she just “went down”. Her sister was nearby and called for help. The neighbor came over and attempted to administer CPR but to no avail. At this time her sister called me at home and just stated, “Lorraine fell and we are taking her to the hospital”. I was preparing to go to work and quickly changed and went to the Hospital. I waited there for about 40 minutes, but it seemed like forever, for the ambulance to arrive. When the ambulance did arrive I noticed that the siren was not going and they were not in any particular rush. My sister-in-law ran up to me and related what had happened and told me that they couldn’t get a sustained heartbeat. This set me into an area that I would never have imagined to be. My only concern was to be with her. Every one there told me that she was gone. I went to her side and could do nothing but shout in her ear to “hold onto Jesus”. Within a minute she had a heartbeat, irregular but steady. Most people around her could not explain why, but I knew that God heard my desperate cry.
During the next few hours various people came up to me and said that she would never recover and the best thing to do was “let her go”. I looked at her lying there and realized then that God was in control, not any person there. They took her up to the ICU where they hooked her up to all the monitoring devices and stated that no one ever survived from this long a period of Anoxia. They lowered her body temperature to try and prevent any further damage. I stayed at her side and just kept on praying. I notified our pastor and he immediately started a prayer chain. On December 8th they performed some tests to analyze her condition. The Neurologist stated, “The likely hood of her recovering was not an issue due to the fact the best she would be ever be is a vegetable”. I stayed by her side and continued to pray and maintain my faith that “with God all things are possible”. Needless to say that the next few days I was filled with mixed emotions. With everyone feeding me negative reports and my faith being stretched I didn’t know where to turn. I had to be still and let God “do His thing”. After 6 days had passed she started to show signs of brain activity. The problem with this was that no one was around to witness this. After 8 days passed she opened her eyes and just stared blankly into the room. The doctor came in and said that this was just a normal response of someone who comes out of a coma. She continued to improve in her physical condition over the next 6 days until they moved to CCU for observation. No one was ready to admit to what they had witnessed was truly a miracle.
On the 22nd of December she started to respond to outside stimulus and the staff of the CCU unit couldn’t understand why she was still alive. Again I knew that God had a purpose for sustaining my wife. On December 24th she was transferred to Spaulding Rehabilitation Hospital in Boston to start the long recovery process. But this was just the start of various trials that would try the strength of our faith. She started to have reactions to the medications that she was taking. She suffered from blood clots in her arms and legs and needed to be transported to Mass General for treatment. Each treatment caused reactions that seemed to be worst then the original problem. She would cry for hours on end without knowing why. The chief Neurologist came to visit her and immediately stated that what he was witnessing was truly a “miracle” of God. This was the first time that we had outside confirmation of our faith. The setbacks kept on coming, blood clots, joint infections and arrhythmias. During the month of January she had an event that sent her to Mass General for the most traumatic time of her recovery. It was discovered that she had an Arrhythmia that may develop into a life threatening condition, if not treated. This would further put her into pain that would last for as long as ten to twelve hours at a time. The first Catheterization process had to be aborted, due to hemorrhaging, after six or seven attempts. I still don’t know how she endured the pain. It was discovered that she had a reaction to the blood thinner, Heparin, and a substitute had to be found. After clearing her body of the Heparin they replaced it with another chemical. This caused almost two months of lost therapy time. They finally were able to perform the Catheterization, but the procedure took almost six hours, rather then the usual 1 to 2 hours. After the procedure they had difficulty in stopping the blood flow and the doctor had to apply direct pressure over the incision point for over two hours. During this time my wife was again in pain, which I still don’t know how she endured it. They implanted a stent and an ICD unit. She stayed a Mass General for another two weeks until she became stable enough to resume therapy.
At the end of February she was transferred to Northeast Rehab in Salem, NH. This became the first positive step forward that she was able to take. But the therapy kept being interrupted by bouts of depression and abdominal cramps. Doctors had various tests done without any positive outcomes. Finally on a Friday morning she began to have projectile vomiting and she became very pale and became unconscious. After being transported again to another hospital it became apparent that she had a very large kidney stone that was blocking her urinary tract. It took three separate treatments, and one month to put her back in therapy. At this time we were informed that the insurance company would not pay for any more in-house therapy treatments. This was at the end of April of 2004. I was forced to seek other sources of therapy. Fortunately my sister and daughter were available to assist me in taking care of my wife at home. In June my sister had to return to Florida and it became more difficult in maintaining quality care that my wife deserved. Next my daughter had to find a place to live, because her boyfriend had arrived from California. This left me alone to care for my wife and maintain her therapy schedule. This proved to be a little more stressful then even I anticipated. I visited my doctor and he assisted me in getting time off from work to allow me time to care for my wife.
My wife has made significant gains in her recovery, but still has a long way to go until she is fully recovered.
My wife has beaten all the odds and is living proof that there is a God and that he is in charge and not us. What we need now is another miracle. I have seen where you have provided many people with assistance in finding a place to get into rehabilitation. In the case of my wife, she needs to be placed in a facility that can complete her recovery, someone who can take her to the final stages of her therapy and return her to the place where she belongs. She has made significant gains as far as being able to walk with assistance and speak and coordinate her physical activity. She possesses all her mental faculties and reasoning abilities. With the contacts that you have and the heart you possess to help, that you are the only person that I know of that could possibly help her in achieving her goal. She needs the final push to restore her health.
If you are willing to assist us in completing her rehabilitation this would be greatly appreciated at this time.
My wife would greatly appreciate even hearing from you, even this would greatly encourage her in her rehabilitation.
May God continue to bless you in all the good work that you do.
Thank you for your consideration.
Anthony Hauntsman