I believe it. My sister who has COPD and a myriad of other issues, refused to go to the hospital when she had Covid. She sat pretty much in a recliner, with her oxygen and barely moved (otherwise her oxygen would drop).
She beat it by taking it very easy, a lot of water, vitamin C and D. She could not do much more because she didn’t want to mess with her blood thinner.
In January she got flu A and pneumonia and was put on a vent, at the hospital, after she collapsed. She and my BIL (in hindsight) did not think she needed to intubated. She was on the vent for a month, they could not extubate her because her BP and heart rate kept going sky high. They did a tracheostomy but still could not wean her off. BIL and I insisted she be given pain meds. They did, and were able to extubate her within 24 hours. Pain was the cause of her high BP, etc.
She did several months of rehab and had several relapses of fungal pneumonia due to the vent. She finally went home in July and is just now able to walk again with a walker. It has been a long crazy road to recovery, but she is getting there.
My BIL started this process with complete faith in the medical system and ended it with complete cynicism. He had to stay on top of everyone every day, from nurses, to doctors to PT to do right by her. When she was able to speak and use her arms, she kept her cellphone close (had to hide it) so she could call him or me if she had some need not being met ( there were days she was left in a dirty diaper all day 😡. She refused her meds, her O2, all things she had been prescribed by specialists.
The bottom line that we all felt is that they did not think her life was worth saving. Had we not been incredibly annoying and demanding, there is no doubt she would not be here today.
She was able to walk into church a month ago, stand and give her testimony. God is not done with her!
That should read, “she was refused (by others) her meds…)