Playing Dress Up

Playing Dress Up
Brenna wearing Mama's hat.

Monday, December 23, 2013

Presentation: ID State House of Representatives 3/26/2012

            March 26, 2012 at 08:30,
Idaho State House of Representatives State Affairs Committee on behalf of Brenna.

Ladies and Gentleman of the Committee,

Thank you for this opportunity to speak on behalf of Senate Bill 1348.

My name is Pamela Dowd, Boise, Idaho. I want to talk about two hospitals with two different attitudes.

I speak today on behalf of my only child, my daughter, Brenna Dowd. She was 27 years old when she suffered a medically unexplained hypoxic brain injury following a retina repair surgery.

On May 26, 2010 at 3 AM, my daughter and I held our last normal conversation. Six hours later, she was breathing but unresponsive.

She was transported to a regional hospital. Over an hour passed before the ER doctor came to give me an update. I wanted Brenna to know her mother was present. He said it would do no good. I wanted to be at her side. The request was denied.

When she was transferred from ER to CCU, I saw abject terror on her face. The negative talk scared her. While physicians felt she “couldn’t understand”, she did. During the following days, I was repeatedly approached to end her life, starve her to death. She was not brain dead. Her EEG was “pretty good” and her brain stem was healthy. One neurologist said it was too early to differentiate between damage and swelling.

I researched treatment and rehabilitation. The response of the CCU doctor in charge was: “No matter what you suggest, I will not change my way of treating her." The CCU doctor refused to contact Brenna’s own physicians. She refused to do anything to reduce swelling in the brain because, in her opinion, Brenna did not have the right kind of injury to cause swelling in the brain. This statement was in direct contradiction to the second neurologist. Pressure to end my daughter’s life continued.

Then, without my permission and against my direct request not to do so, my daughter was suddenly dumped into a Medicare rated one star nursing home, miles from home.

After rescuing Brenna from this nursing home, she spent time in another hospital. There I discovered she had teeth broken at the gum line. I begged for a dentist for her. I was totally ignored and Brenna was allowed to suffer. 4 ½ months before she had to have all her teeth removed, 5 teeth broken, the rest were splintered.

For 15 ½ months I begged to take my daughter home and was denied at every turn. Then, at last it was possible. Eight precious days.

On September 26, 2011, Brenna suffered a sudden cardiac arrest.

This time, Brenna was transferred to the hospital of my choice. This time the experience was different. A hospital chaplain came to be with me. When she began to talk to me in what I called “hospice jargon”, I asked her not to use that terminology. She respected my request and stayed by my side most of the next few days.

I was allowed total access to my daughter in ER. No one suggested that I leave.

In ICU, Brenna was placed in a medically induced coma with Theurapeutic Hypothermia. This therapy reduces swelling in the brain and protects the brain from secondary injury. When she began having seizures, the doctor ordered more testing.

At all times, my daughter was treated with respect and dignity and my concerns addressed. I requested that any discussion of the results of her tests be kept out of her room. That request was honored.

When all tests results were in, I knew that this time, my daughter was not going to recover. There would be no rehabilitation.

I asked to take her home. The staff worked to make it possible.

On October 1, 2011, my daughter came home. We settled her comfortably in her bed and removed her life support. I cuddled my daughter in my arms one last time and this time, I let her go.

The difference in the two hospitals is simple: In the first hospital, they treated a living patient as if she should die. In the second hospital, they treated a dying patient with hope as if she would live.

Today is the 26th, six months since Brenna’s SCA.

On Brenna’s behalf, I urge you to give this bill serious consideration and pass it from Committee.

Thank you.

Monday, December 2, 2013

National Day of Prayer of all with brain injuries

March is Brain Injury Awareness month. Let us start the month right with a day of prayer.

Brenna's Hope Foundation calls for a national day of prayer for all faiths on March 2, 2014 for all people who suffer a brain injury.

Please mark your calendars and spread the word to all your social media outlets.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Brenna's Blankets-January Event

Brenna's Hope Foundation--Brenna's Blankets
 
January focus in Brenna's honor


Brenna had a big heart for the local rescue mission and women's shelter.

In Brenna's honor, please blanket your local missions and shelters during the month of January.

The after Christmas sales are a good time to look for bargains on blankets. Microfiber is a good choice as they wash up well, wear well, and most important, keep the body heat in better than other choices.

After Brenna's last Christmas before her brain injury, she began shopping for blankets. She said, "Mom, the giving focus is always at Christmas time and people forget that the homeless get cold after Christmas too."

Last year, in Brenna's honor, the Boise Rescue Mission and the women's shelter received 29 blankets.

Brenna taught me more about caring for others than I ever taught her.