(John): Look for the tag..That says Thursday!

(Mom): Okay. No, but, don’t! Turn on the light, I can’t see!

(John): The light is over there, here is where the light is.

You don’t need the light on in there.

(Mom): Stop— Jesus Christ.

Why are you doing this to me?

(John): Because you need to do this!

Read it! Im asking you to read one fucking word!

(Mom): I’ve never seen this before?!

(John): I don’t care! I said read the tag!

(Mom): The tag says Sunday.

(John): Okay, then what!

Whats another one?

(Mom): Can I take the pill now?

(John): I said, read the tag!

(Mom): I did!

(John): No you didn’t! You read one! There’s four tags there! Read the tag!

(Mom): Okay. God…

Sunday is passed.. god..

So Sunday is the one? —oh Never mind.

(John): Again, read the tag!

(Mom): Why—why are you doing this to me?

(John): Because, I said… Read the tag!

(Mom): Oh!

(John):—and for some reason, you refuse to read the tag!

(Mom): Okay, This one is Sunday, so what do I do now?

(John): Oh my god—How many times do I have to say read the tags?! That’s Sunday is one tag, there’s four of them!

(Mom): Okay.

(John): Read the tags!

(Mom): Okay! Okay I’ll read all the tags, god. Sunday is here, Saturday… Is it Saturday?

(John): No, okay that’s another tag, there’s two other ones still. Keep reading the tags until you read all four of the tags!

(Mom): Okay. okay. (Mom crying)

—

(Mom): Where are you?

That’s it? I took my pills now?

(Rebeca): Your worried about what, mama? Yes, you did, you’re done.

Come sit with me.

(Mom): Okay.

I’m going to go downstairs.

(Rebecca): come sit with me. What did you eat for dinner?

(Mom): umm ummm.

(Rebecca): Come sit with me and talk with me a little bit.

(Mom): Wait., That's what happened to me last time, and I took all of them. I popped them all in.

(Rebecca): I know.

(Rebecca): Okay, come sit here, sit down for a minute, take a breath.

(Mom): I’ll sit with you and take a breath. Okay.

(Rebecca): God, shit. It's a lot of yelling..

Yeah.

(Rebecca): for a long time.

(Mom): I know. It's okay, don't say anything. Please. okay?

(Rebecca): I'm pretending that I'm not home, okay?

(mom): Okay.

(Rebecca): It’s not okay, though, he can't be doing that.

(Mom): God. Okay, all right.

(Rebecca): You feel better?

(mom): Yea.

(Rebecca): want to put pajamas on?

(Mom): All right.

(Rebecca): Might as well.

(mom): Actually, I’m, I’m gonna keep my clothes on, because we're going to tonight?

(Rebecca): You’re leaving tonight?

(mom): Yeah—

(Rebecca): or tomorrow?

(Mom): Yeah.

(Rebecca): Okay. I have my bag ready and everything.

(Rebecca): Is it ready? You have two pairs of underwear? Two pants, two t-shirts?

(Mom): Yes.

(Rebecca): Two socks?

(mom) Yes.

(Rebecca): Did he yell at you?

(mom): No. It's just the fucking pills. I hate him.

I get anxious.

(Rebecca): Why cant he hand it to you?

He's sitting right there.

(mom): I don’t know.. He's like that, ah, it's okay.

(Rebecca): It's not okay. It's making you worse. You shouldn't be having anxiety with this.

(Mom): I know.

(Rebecca): Okay. Drink more water, mama. Drink water, When you go downstairs, okay?

Do you want hot tea?

(Mom): No.

(Rebecca): Okay, good, keep walking. straight ahead. You can do it, I’ll turn the light on for you.

(Mom): Why don't you just come in with me and make tea with me?

(Rebecca): You want me to go with you to make the tea?

(Mom): Yeah.

(Rebecca): okay, let's go.

Mom had a fractured tooth. (Upper right-side, maxillary molar— a failed root canal, it became infected- It remained in her mouth for 2 years, & the infection spread to nearby tissues in her sinus-

(on the right-side, same side as the tooth of concern)

The infection spread to Eman’s right-side maxillary sinus, right-side ethmoid sinus, right-side sphenoid sinus, and right-side frontal sinus.

Coincidentally, ALL on the same side as the failed root canal, which was also on the Right-side.

Eman started having sinus inflammation beginning in 2021.

Vision changes in 2022.

Memory changes in 2023.

Eman still has these symptoms.

My mom has never had any of these problems before in her entire life. How could Saint Jude say that her sinus infection was due to a “new dog” or “seasonal” ?

If Saint Jude’s doesn’t own up to this misdiagnosis, it could cost my mom her life- depending on the decisions that her husband makes regarding how to proceed in my mother’s medical care- based off of the faulty information previously given.

My mom has never had allergies to animals. She has never had significant allergies seasonally.

Why was this overlooked?

Once my mom began having memory issues, St. Jude’s referred her to a Neurologist.

And that “HORRIBLE NEUROLOGIST” ordered imaging of my mom’s brain, and found the cause of Eman’s SINUS INFECTION- (“concern area” naming tooth #2 ) inciting her sinus inflammation.

If you want proof, I’ll send it to you.