November 23, 2012 · By Carrie K. Hutchens
“Shame on the almighty people that gloat in having such power in the Harvey case. Did you enjoy your day? Did you give someone a hug and a smile and feel ever so good at having a chance to celebrate the family holiday with them?
Shame on the staff at St. Joseph’s hospital. May you never find yourself in the Harvey position, but you could.”
It’s Thanksgiving! The sun is shining brightly. The clouds are softly floating across the sky. Birds are singing and children are playing. Laughter touches the day as families gather for a special celebration. A day they give thanks for all the blessings in their lives, especially for being blessed with family and friends they love ever so much. Oh such a wondrous day it is, unless you happen to be Gary and Sara Harvey of New York state. In that case… well… it’s a day that gives Satan delight and the Harveys’ one more moment together lost; for no other reason than because it could be done unto them.
I’m so very impressed! NOT!
Sara Harvey made arrangements for her holiday visit with Gary, as she always does. She showed up as did the guard. However, the hospital claimed they had not been notified by the guardian and refused the visit.
(Guard does not get scheduled, unless visit is authorized.)
Of course, no one in authority could be reached. You know all those people, who were celebrating their Thanksgiving Day in whatever manner was important to them — they weren’t available. They couldn’t be reached. But… oh well… no big deal that someone dropped the ball and didn’t get the word to whomever they were to get the word to. It was, after all, only Gary and Sara Harvey anyways.
Since the guards are not scheduled without authorization, one would think someone with some authority at the hospital, might have gotten out of their “duh mode” and put two and two together. Guard is here. Guard is not scheduled without authorization. There is a history of Sara being allowed holiday visits with Gary. If still in doubt — call that on-call person that can actually make important decisions; can figure out that Sara does visit on holidays, so there must have been a mere failure to communicate the permission; and, then have the guts to give the go ahead.
St. Joseph hospital is supposed to be a hospital established by Catholic nuns. Nuns who were dedicated and full of compassion. So, tell me… where is that compassion now?
Gary Harvey — the patient — has a history of loving the holidays… loving Sara… and loving to celebrate the holidays with her. So where was the compassion for him on this holiday that was denied him? The holiday where, instead of spending time with the woman he so loves, he got to lay isolated in a hospital room, as “mostly” he always gets to do.
Sara Harvey — the wife — talks to her husband and reads to him. Does anyone else really talk to him or encourage him to get better to the fullest extent he can? You know… that thing that is important in any recovery by any person, including Gary Harvey?!?!
People can mouth… and they can spout… but the truth is… no one knows Gary’s potential. No one, outside of Sara and some others, seems to care about him being given every chance possible to get to wherever he can get and enjoy some good things as he heads that way. You know… simple things like having his wife be allowed to visit him on a holiday, read to him and talk to him and just be there? WOW!… so much to ask. NOT!
Shame on the almighty people that gloat in having such power in the Harvey case. Did you enjoy your day? Did you give someone a hug and a smile and feel ever so good at having a chance to celebrate the family holiday with them?
Shame on the staff at St. Joseph’s hospital. May you never find yourself in the Harvey position, but you could.
St. Joseph’s hospital and affiliates claim compassion as one of their selling points. Is it just the Harveys that get the damaged goods, or did you run out of compassion and have failed to re-stock?
It would have taken so very little to have given Gary and Sara Harvey a happy and blessed Thanksgiving! Was that so much to have asked?