The Midazolam Horror

Inside Britain's End-Of-Life care protocol...

We heard faint whispers back in 2021. We didn’t want to believe it. Surely our healthcare professionals stepped in and stopped it?

Here Maajid Nawaz delves into the evidence surrounding one of the most controversial and underreported events during the pandemic; the end-of-life care protocol involving the use of ventilators, midazolam, and morphine.

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Here are some of the jaw-dropping stories sent to alternative media outlet Unity News Network corroborating what Yeadon and Nawaz allude to earlier in the segment:

Hi,

I’m so pleased to be able to tell someone who’ll listen to what happened to my aunt.

Pauline Mattey was my mother’s sister. She was 92 years old, she lived independently in Sevington St Mary a tiny village just outside Ilminster. She was an incredible artist, gardener, animal lover and had worked in Rhodesia and Hong Kong as a nurse. Her heart was in Africa and she wanted to be laid to rest there (we’re still waiting to go and fulfil her wishes)

After the lockdown started, my sister and I liaised with Pauline’s neighbours to make sure she had enough shopping and food each week. Pauline’s village was literally a few houses in the middle of the countryside a few miles from Ilminster. Each week, prior to lockdown, Pauline caught the bus to Ilminster to do her shopping. She would get a lift each week from her neighbour, Breda, to get the full shop and anything heavy. However, Covid lockdown stopped all that. Pauline, no longer, was able to go to the shops and had to rely on what we bought her via online shopping or by Ian her neighbour who we’d pay to shop for her.

A month or so into lockdown, I hadn’t called Pauline for a day, neither had my sister. When I rang, the next day there was no answer. My sister rang her neighbour who went to call on her but only got ‘I’m okay’ through the letterbox  We called the police and I drove down immediately. Pauline has been on the floor for 2 days, she was taken to hospital in Taunton where I caught up with her after a lot of arguing with A&E staff to let me in. She was together and talking although in a bad way having been on the floor for so long.

Her mouth was caked in gunk as she lay in the triage cubicle with a male nurse holding a clip board reading monitors over her. I asked immediately for something to clean her mouth with and was given a dry wipe and a bowl of water.
She was then sent to AAU where she stayed until being moved to a cottage hospital as she had developed a nasty bed sore, a few miles away.

Whilst she was there, despite being told she suffered from atrial fibrulation, they put her in a mask every time we visited her, we argued this each time. .When we first use to visit her she was completely compos mentos, although, as time went on she become less so, until we were forced to move her to a nursing home, When I visited her there, she was a zombie. I wasn’t allowed to go up to her, I had to sit behind a line and watch as she struggled to eat her food! It was completely inhumane!
I later that week rang to see how she was and was told she was okay but having trouble breathing! I said to the carer. ‘You mean she’s dying’ she told me yes. 

My sister, who’s an experienced nurse rushed to her side and was able to be with her when she died. She told me that when she arrived, Pauline’s mouth was in a terrifying state and the carers were completely ignorant, as to what to do when treating someone with palliative care. Pauline died of a respiratory problem. She did not have Covid and we made sure the doctor didn’t put that on her death certificate.
I’m convinced she was given Midazolam, as she suddenly became like a zombie whilst in the hospital , after being completely with it.  It all started in Wincanton Hospital and continued on in the nursing home. They had obviously forwarded her medical notes.

This is just a brief statement of what happened. We battled constantly with the hospital during her stay.

Debbie Roberts

Hi sorry this is a long one

My dad had prostate cancer in 2020 and was given zoladex injection which put him into heart failure, and was treated accordingly, he went on the have radiotherapy and was cured, but had long term heart damage and was taking tablets.  On the 28th December 2020 dad was feeling light headed and his heart was racing, so we called an ambulance, the ambulance said his heart was racing and he needed hospital treatment to slow it down, dad was taken to Charing Cross hospital and at the time no visitors were allowed, when I spoke to the doctors in A&E they were trying to slow the heart, and didn’t think it was covid, and said they were going to discharge him that night and I should order a covid test for home just to be safe.  Later that evening I chased the hospital to see if I could collect dad and was told that they were going to keep him in for observation.  Dad was placed on a covid ward. On the 29th December they told me dad had covid.  He was on 2 litres of oxygen, he stayed in hospital until the 1st January on the covid ward.  They let him home on the 1st January 21 and I collected him from hospital, I was worried about him coming home with covid, as he lived with my sister who was vulnerable, they said he didn’t require hospital treatment and he was to rest in a separate room at home.  His discharge letter said he had covid, sepsis and pneumonia.  On the 3rd January 21 dad become more unwell, racing heart again.  I called an ambulance and they came and said he didn’t require hospital but they would send a stay home doctor to monitor that afternoon.  At 4pm the doctor arrived and said dad should go back to hospital so a ambulance arrived and took him back, I continued to speak to the hospital and they said he was stable, on the 4th January I was told that dad was now given a DNR and wasn’t getting better and his blood numbers were not going in the right direction, they then told me on the 5th January that dad would not recover and we needed to say goodbye, family went to say goodbyes and I was allowed to stay with dad.   When I arrived at the hospital I was surprised to see how well dad actually looked, he was just on nasal oxygen but seemed ok, He was eating ice cream.  they told me he would die that day and we would get moved into a side room for privacy, before moving him to a side room they said they would make him comfortable and fitted a syringe driver, I took all of his belongings to the car, but when I returned he was in a side room undressed wearing a nappy.  Dad was really confused and did not know who I was, he was very aggressive, I asked the nurses for a doctor and was told there was only 1 in the hospital and we would have to wait.  At one point he was so agitated three nurses had to hold him down, this was extremely difficult to witness so I ran from the room up call family members to come to help.  Family arrived within 20 mins and when we went back to the ward, we were told a doctor came to see dad and dad died.

My sister that lived with dad then became unwell, she ending up getting admitted to hospital
And ventilated on the 9th Jan 21, and was ventilated for 100 days, she is home now but has a long recovery ahead of her, all which could have been avoided if they did not send dad home at the time they did

I believe they killed my dad and nearly my sister

This is the first time I have written this out, which has been very difficult for me, I have not taken this further at this stage as I don’t think I am strong enough to fight yet

Thank you
Donna Jennings

I appreciate David and UNN covering this. Heads should roll but I doubt they will, the head of government is corrupt. It is like there is a hidden agenda to cull us by whatever means: the elderly with midazolam and the young with suicide. 

My father’s death was NOT put down as a covid death as I insisted on an autopsy at the time because the whole affair of dad’s passing seemed weird to me and I mentioned it to our undertaker who said I should take the matter up with the coroner. Dad’s final cause of death was noted as ischemic heart failure. 

Here is dad’s story

Our father was only in the care home a matter of weeks before lockdown happened by the end of March 2020. Within a week of lockdown my father was prescribed an antipsychotic called risperidone, which was grossly unnecessary as far as we were concerned. The care home was up-playing the level of his dementia. He was still able to recognise by name all family members and remember phone calls he had taken. After being prescribed the drug, we were aware that my father had become very subdued and we were very concerned. On one occasion he told me he was soaking wet because he was dribbling. 

In the June, we expressed major concerns after I saw my father face to face in our only garden visit. He was breathless and very pale. Concerns were raised. A couple of days later, he was still the same. The care home management ignored our concerns and said it was only a dip in my father’s dementia. We felt helpless but had to intervene despite lockdown, so a letter was handed to the GP surgery, asking for the third time that the antipsychotic be stopped. The Practice Manager had to take heed as we said we would hold them accountable and I held Power of Attorney, which was supposed to allow me to make such decisions for my father. 

We had been against the prescription from the outset and could see that other residents seemed very quiet and subdued. I felt my hands were tied, however, as we were unable to visit dad due to lockdown and we were worried that if we made a bigger fuss that he might be ill-treated. We had made arrangements for dad to either be moved to another home once lockdown was lifted or for him to be move back to his own home but lockdown in care homes dragged on. 

We saw my dad again on a Sunday four months after he moved into the care home and I also spoke with him the next day. He was coherent and not in pain, just breathless and a little confused. He asked about when I would have his home safe enough for him to return to, as his gas boiler and electrics needed updating. I was desperate to get dad, who called the care home a prison, home. I reassured him the work was being done but this was slow due to lockdown. I also raised my concerns about dad’s health with the care home staff who initially just downplayed these concerns.

Eventually, when my dad had worsened, the care home staff called a GP and blood samples were taken and it was finally discovered that dad had low potassium levels, something that should have been being monitored as this was an ongoing problem. However, instead of being transferred to hospital and treating the low potassium with a drip as had happened before, the GP said he’d be better left in the care home and told them to give dad bananas and tomato juice. The GP did prescribe potassium replacement tablets but I found out later they were never even given to my father. 

The following day, I was briefly ushered in to see my father. A potassium drip in the care home was denied and instead I found he had been sedated, a situation that can worsen low potassium and would mask the agitation he was suffering as a result of the low potassium. As a result, he couldn’t even communicate with me properly. I asked to stay with him but the care home refused. It was the first time I had been near my dad in 3 months. The next thing I know, the GP phoned me and told me that dad was dying.  This seemed incomprehensible, as he’d been eating and chatting the day before. 

I was finally allowed to sit with my father. Even though he was dying, the care home only allowed him to have one visitor and I felt very alone. And it all felt wrong. What effort had been made to save him? Why had the doctor not used his professional judgement to get him to hospital promptly so his heart could have been monitored and he could have had the potassium drip which we late found out could have helped and been a success quite quickly. 

We have since looked at all my father’s records and have learned that, despite previous low potassium levels, the GP had never reviewed his medications, several of which can lead to low potassium and even death. The anti-psychotic we had been so concerned about was one of those drugs. We also discovered that father had also had a DNAR (do not resuscitate) placed on his records that I had never been informed about despite me being his LPA. 

However, most shockingly, we have since learned that the low potassium could have been easily treated. The GP and the care home did not use their professional judgement and instead started dad on the end-of-life drug Midazolam and morphine. I was told he was being kept comfortable. We have since learned of many other families who’s loved ones lives have been prematurely ended with this drug cocktail. 

Despite us having got all the work at his home finally completed, my father never got to go home because he was killed by the drugs that day. This haunts me every day and every day I still cry for my father and all that was done to him. 

Kind regards,

Anonymous

My elderly dad with Alzheimers was taken into hospital in September 21 as he was really unwell and as soon as they got him there they tested him and said he had covid but no symptoms (he was taken in for other reasons) 

They wouldn’t allow me in at all then after 6days they rang and said he was at end of life and we were now allowed to come and go from a covid ward to visit. 

He couldn’t feed himself and I’m thinking they starved him until he was at the point of no return then put him on end of life. 

I asked for his hospital notes which I now have but am finding it difficult to understand what they all mean. 

Is there anything I can do to find out what actually happened and get justice if they did do this on purpose?

Anonymous

I have a story regarding midazolam. I am an agency worker, employed by Scotnursing but went on the sick shortly after what I had witnessed. Two HNC care homes. It was 2019 I was getting a few shifts and I took Christmas off.  I was offered more shifts February/ March 2020, I went back because I knew the residents and staff were nice. Saddened and shocked twenty residents had died in that short space of time. So me being me questioned and asked what had happened but staff were reluctant to speak out in fear of losing their jobs. No Care Commission investigated this. 

New residents being brought in from out in the community and from the NHS. It was like a conveyor belt, one in and one out. Then they announced the virus and the usual nonsense and scare mongering that went on. These poor people all terrified and confined to a room, door shut and no family allowed in. They were left to die. I was given into trouble because I was going into the rooms to make sure these people were OK and to this day I cannot forget the pain in their faces and the pain they were in. The staff nurse, who worked 7 nights, gave me into trouble and said under no circumstances was I to go in the rooms. I said to her somethings not right here and she said there’s nothing we can do. 

I continued going to this Care Home but eventually could not be part of these murders and I raised my concerns and I have not worked in Care since. I have tried to speak about this but some people think I have lost it. 

My Mum was taken into hospital and when they said she had to stay in my sister and I lost it. We had POA but they still kept her in. That’s when I discovered we had no rights over my Mum regarding DNR and I am still waiting on her Doctor explaining this to me. One word lead to another and I kept going on and on to the Doctor about why I didn’t want my Mum in because of what I had witnessed with the midazolam. She was livid with me but eventually admitted she was aware of it going on. 

This is not a caring profession anymore, these people at the top have to be brought down. They have murdered enough. I was offered a job doing the testing with Scotnursing but cancelled that too as I could not lie to these people. Scotnursing got this contract because the owner supports SNP. So sad people put money first.

Kind regards

Anonymous

My disabled brother, who’s 56 yrs old, had a stroke, has minimal speech and language….but he understands what you’re saying and boy he can let you know how he’s feeling, had a DNR in his notes (patient passport). 

We only became aware of it when the ambulance staff refused to take him to hospital because of the DNR.

He had a urinary tract infection and was very ill, needed to go into hospital for IV fluids and antibiotics, requested by his GP. 

My brother’s carers contacted me and I had to insist the ambulance took him. He lives in Lanarkshire. I live 280 miles from him so all communication was over the phone. And at the time we weren’t allowed into Scotland. The staff in the hospital were adamant they wouldn’t let me in.

I then had to investigate and get the carers and social worker involved to get the DNR removed from his notes. We successfully had it removed the FIRST time.

Months later, when he was back in hospital, they pushed for another DNR. They still insisted my brother lacked capacity but as next of kin they wanted to talk to me. 

I had a young doctor phone me and inform me that the consultant had made the decision. He informed me that my brother had a poor quality of life and it would be better for him!!!

I wish I’d taped that conversation…..

This time I insisted they discuss it with James and a carer was to be present.

My brother did agree….to a DNR if he had a heart attack. The carer said they wore him down and quite frankly he felt they coerced him into agreeing.

One thing you might need to investigate…. during my nurse training a DNR was for someone who had a cardiac arrest.

They seemed to be using the DNR as a blanket cover all for anyone they saw as “costly”. It in fact means withdrawal of treatment. My brother would have died if his dehydration, fever and UTI had not been treated.

I don’t have any evidence, just this testimony, but I can ask the carers to testify too.

I also have a friend who’s autistic daughter had a DNR put on her. I will ask her to send you her testimony too.

Anonymous

Hi,

My father in law was euthanised by the NHS at Eastbourne General Hospital in January of this year. We have filed two complaints to the hospital over his disgraceful treatment who have done nothing but delay and stall. This complaint is now in the hands of the NHS Parliamentary Ombudsman who have already acknowledged receipt of our complaint but have informed us that they cannot meet service level agreement guidelines due to volume they are handling. 

If we get the brush off from them like the hospital, we will be looking for a lawyer to sue or join a class action as there must be thousands in the same position as us. I am truly appalled that the Liverpool Care Plan to an early death is alive and thriving in the UK and many medics and nurses have abandoned the Hippocratic Oath. 

The hospital has admitted in correspondence that they used Midazolam and Morphine on my late father in law once they decided that they were not going to treat him for his heart condition and gave him Covid instead due to the shoddy care and was starved and dehydrated to death. 

There was no post mortem and we were not allowed to view his body as this was sealed immediately by the Undertaker who applied government regulations. We buried him in February at a cemetery in Bromley, SE.London. I have written to my MP and Sir Graham Brady as my own MP is Conservative but I have to say they are not interested.

Regards,

Peter Evans

I will give you a little more information.

Thurs 07/01/21 My wife and I had our tea watch a film and went to bed,spo2 levels fine. Next morning wife feeling out of sorts had some breakfast, checked spo2 and these were low.

She was a bit confused, spent the next couple of hours contacting doctors, she wanted me to take her to surgery. I refused so reluctantly he came out, checked her over.

Suggested strong antibiotics and steroids, he then changed his mind and said she would be better off being on oxygen at hospital. He called for an ambulance.
Ambulance came put my wife on O2 spo2 reading 85% her levels started to rise after 10min  spo2 @95% a little time later went to 99%. It remained at this until handover at A&E.

I telephoned every 2 hours up until 11pm ,was told she had bloods tested and chest scan at no time did they say she was in danger.

They told me they were waiting for a bed on the ward.

3am got phone call ,she had been moved to end of life room, I went to hospital, spoke to doctor who told me she had had medication, I sat with her for next 10 hours no more meds just saline drip, oxygen  mask, no monitors just discarded like a piece of junk.

Around 9 am 2 nurses turn up to fit an auto syringe. I asked “what it was? She said  “morphine and midazolam” I said “ what is it for? I hope it’s not to see her off” nurse said its to make her comfortable and help with her breathing.

During this time my wife had tea, squash  and water, used bed pan 3 times, spoke to 3 of the children on the phone we prayed.

At around 2pm Left the room to get a can of coke, on returning after a few minutes I was barred from getting back in due to a doctor being in there, I pushed past and a doctor and 2 nurses and my now deceased wife, no auto syringe no drip no mask. They had waited for me to leave the room and she was gone.

I called them murderers I was given her bag and a leaflet and sent on my way. All of her normal meds were still in the bag unused.

Because of no will some bod called the Caldicott Guardian refuses to give me a copy of the records for that day.

They also stated on death certificate I was present at the death I clearly was not.

Supposedly died pneumonia/covid. 

She did have co morbidities but all were under control.

Obviously I cannot prove what happened without the records so this is my story.

I have ambulance record to confirm spo2 levels on handover.

I had never heard of midazolam.

In less than 24 she was killed off gone.

Anonymous

It is shocking but not unexpected unfortunately. I have mentioned on twitter that they used Midazolam to kill my grandma in 2012. She had kidney failure caused by the hospital giving her a CT scan with contrast medium without stopping her Metformin first and was moved to the hospice wing at Whipps Cross. Her kidneys started to work again and my mum asked them to move her back to the normal medical ward. 

My mum went home for a shower and food and I left her to pop home on my mobility scooter. When we left the medics gave her midazolam and 2 other drugs that killed her and 10 minutes after we left we got a call to say she was dead. We were in shock. We demanded her medical notes and when we got them we found out that they had given her those drugs without my mother’s permission. They murdered her to stop us from moving her back to a medical ward. 

They admitted in the notes that she had no pain and didn’t need the meds but they had put her on the Liverpool care pathway even though her notes said she didn’t meet the criteria. They said my mother had to accept that her mother was dying. They even had a note to say that they must lie to the coroner and not tell them she had kidney failure as it was caused by their error. They wanted us to accept she died of natural causes but my mother insisted on an autopsy. But they didn’t check for kidney failure or drugs because the hospital lied to the coroner.

Kind regards

Anonymous

Thank you for taking up these criminal acts by Government and the NHS. Here is our experience. 

Mum was admitted to hospital in early Feb 2020 after a fall, fracturing her femur and was operated on. 

Over the next few weeks she recovered from her operation very well, with physio and having given up smoking after 50+ years on twenty plus a day. Even her early-onset Alzheimers seemed to have gone. She had been struggling for a couple of years with it. 

I last visited mum in hospital on Mothering Sunday March 22nd. She was bright and chatty, sitting in a chair and asked yet again when she could return home.

The following day we were locked down and visits ended (Cwm Taf Morgannwg Health Board South Wales).

I visited the hospital every other day, nonetheless, to return clean laundry and take any away. I was within a few paces of her ward each time but not even allowed to wave from a distance. On one of those visits as I entered the hospital I was told to help myself to a bag of shopping, donated by Lidl. It was a staff free for all in the lobby. I declined. 

The following Monday 30th ie only 8 days later I was telephoned and told that mum was not well and was having a covid test. I was shocked and said she was really well a few days ago so how could that be. They said someone else on her ward had tested positive. I asked about her symptoms. Difficulty breathing but no others I was told. The doctor (a young woman, from her voice) also asked me to agree to a DNR. Resuscitation could hurt your mum. It’s brutal she said. Could I visit her? Not yet. 

The following morning 31st March I was asked to visit the hospital urgently and rang my brother two hours plus away so he could get there urgently. 

When me and my wife arrived mum was in a side room, alone, window wide open, thin NHS nightdress (why not one of her own?), unconscious and with an oxygen cannula. We spent an hour talking to her but saw no reaction. We left understandably upset at what we’d seen. My brother visited later in the day. Mum still unconscious. He left for home about 3pm.

About 4pm the hospital rang to say mum had passed away. 

Knowing what I now know, my suspicion that something was very amiss appears vindicated. I’m convinced Mum was euthanised with Midazolam and morphine to provide an early “with Covid” death statistic. Mum was the 7th recorded in Wales. A statistic that has stuck in my mind. 

Please let me know if I can be of any help. I am applying for mum’s hospital notes, but not optimistic. 

Best wishes, 

Tony 

Penarth, South Wales. 

William Abraham Allen born 1st December 1938 aged 81

Was admitted to the North Middlesex Hospital on the 3rd April 2020 with a urine infection. 

Soon after he was admitted daddy had a DNAR placed on his life 

 My daddy was suffering with acute confusion brought on by a urine infection. The consultant had a conversation with my daddy in A&E where he told my daddy CPR and resus would be unsuccessful and my daddy told the consultant that he wanted to discuss that with his daughter (myself) before any discission was made. My daddy was taken too 2 different wards the second was where he stayed until he died. Daddy had a fall in the early hours of the 5th of April .

My daddy was supposed to be having 1 to 1 care but he didn’t receive that care. I spoke to several different nurses during daddy’s 7 day spell at the hospital. On Tuesday the 7th April I spoke to a male nurse who informed me that my daddy was with palliative care nurses and I could probably get a video call later that morning.  I didn’t know what palliative care was and asked what it meant. It was then that I found out my daddy had been put on End of life care. I had spoken to a registrar on the evening of the 6th April she said they were making daddy comfortable I had no idea they were ending his precious life.  I had been told daddy was comfortable and stable from the time he was admitted in the days leading up to the 6th April and so didn’t think to much as I was told daddy had eaten that morning and I should bring in cakes and biscuits as daddy wasn’t eating the dinners. Daddy’s last meal was on the 6th April daddy had no water no diabetes or blood pressure medication either.  No fluids or antibiotics. Instead daddy was given morphine and midazolam. The last dose of midazolam was administered via syringe driver and was for 5g my daddy died on the 10th April 2020. I Wasn’t allowed to visit my daddy at any time during the time daddy was a patient despite my pleas. I begged and pleaded to be with him and saw hospital staff tending my daddy not wearing PPE during video calls. I was desperate and wanted to see him. Daddy’s life was cut short ended without his or my consent or prior knowledge my daddy didn’t have the mental capacity to understand what was being said to him and know one saw fit to fully explain what they intended on doing to my beloved daddy to me. When I found out about the DNAR I was told it was a clinical decision and unless I had lasting power of attorney I had no say.  The registrar tried to convince me that she had mentioned it to me referring to palliative care as comfort care. And made excuse after excuse to try and wriggle out of her duty to my daddy and myself to be fully informed. There was no transparency. The images of seeing my daddy dying on Skype will haunt me for the rest of my life.

William Abraham Allen ESQ 1st December 1938-10th April 2020

Stolen from his family daddy was looking forward to planting his tomato plants before he entered that hospital from which he’d never return 

RIP DADDY

From a bereaved daughter

Written31st October 2021

Christabel Allen 

Thank you for dealing with the Midazolam matter. I have your email from the Telegram channel.

I do the below confession for my friend who I’m sure she was killed with Midazolam. 

She was 71 but looking 20 years younger, very active and was doing very well in spite of being diagnosed with a cancer. 

NHS didn’t do much about it. It was my friend who was chasing them up for treatment. Surprisingly, she was never given chemo but electrotherapy twice only. After first electrotherapy, she got Pseudomonas in hospital and she needed many months of antibiotics. The antibiotics course and brand was weekly changed, from strong to stronger to strongest. In this time, the cancer stagnated. No one was talking about cancer or cancer treatment. 

After the 2nd electrotherapy, I saw her last in hospital. She was doing well. She was discharged and morphine was prescribed so she was always deeply, deeply sedated. She couldn’t answer the phone or the front door. She was living on her own. One day I’ve just heard from a friend that she was taken to the hospice. I was shocked! I didn’t expect that because she was NOT end of life!  

I don’t know when and how did NHS obtain her informed consent to put her in the hospice because she was always unresponsive due to the sedation. She was not end of life, not in care home. She was taken to hospice from her private property. She died on 6 April 2020.

I miss her very much especially on Christmas. She used to drive me to the Church. After Church, I and our common friends were invited to her place.  Every Christmas she used to cook the Christmas dinner for us like for a wedding! She is very much missed!

As for the DNR, I’m a carer and DNR are in all agencies’ clients’ care plans. We are advised by the agency or told at the training that if a carer or healthcare professional attempt to resuscitate the client, we might face consequences for misconduct because this is the client’s wish. It is not directly coerced or mentioned in our contracts, it is just in the clients’ care plans. 

Some of the agencies are very strict. They do unannounced inspections and if the carer doesn’t know whether the client has DNR (they all have it!) or where in the care plan is DNR, the carer is in trouble.

If you have further questions, I’m available. Please feel free and ask.

Greatly appreciated for what you’re doing.

Vulfila