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“Few whining, don’t waste my time, don’t do tragedies if I can’t work.” Simona Santagada recounts one of the last responses received from the infectious ward of the Moscati hospital in Taranto before the death of her father, Ubaldo, 62, from Covid on November 7. A complaint similar to Angela Cortese’s. “In ten minutes you will die”: this is how the doctor had turned to the woman’s father, raising dust in the hospital that is already the center of numerous investigations.
“In ten minutes you will die”: the doctor told the dying Covid patient. Ill-treatment and robbery of the dead in the hell of the Taranto hospital
by Gino Martina
The family requested and obtained the medical history to evaluate through the lawyers whether it is timely to file a complaint. But beyond legal evaluations, there is also in their history, as in that of others who have had family members hospitalized in the health facility, what they define as a lack of humanity, accompanied by the organizational one.
“I understand – says Santagada – stress. I am a volunteer in an association that tries to provide comfort every day in hospital wards. I have seen how patients can be treated, there are many doctors and nurses who grasp the value and essence of their mission but some do not. In the latter, beyond their professional skills, there is a lack of empathy towards the people entrusted to their hands, who suffer and, in the case of Covid patients, alone ”.
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The father was admitted to the hospital on October 25. “He came in with his legs. He had some fever lines, the first two days they put him with another person in a room that seemed like an adapted office. There was only a small bathroom, while the bag was placed on the bed, on his legs. After the positive result of the swab, he ended up in the container, where it was impossible to contact him by phone. After that, it became difficult to receive news. “Sometimes he could move to a hall and write or call us from there. It reassured us. Then his last October 29 message addressed to my mother was: ‘Love, they take me to resuscitation, maybe they’ll intubate me.’
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From that moment on, the only way to obtain information was by calling the department’s numbers. “They never answered or if they did they would call us in half an hour, in ten minutes or tonight. Sometimes they answered but then they did not let us know any news, we waited endless minutes in line until they hung up. Even when they managed to give us information they were often Contradictory, a doctor or a nurse told us one thing and then the opposite. An illusion. The hospital at that time was not equipped to communicate with us family members. ”