His Name Was Kevin

He was two years old.

His mother had taken him to the doctor two days prior to the day I met him with what she and the doctor both thought was a simple virus. The previous evening, he’d gone to bed and then awakened her in the middle of the night and said, “Mommy, I’m thirsty.”

It was the last thing he ever said.

She felt him and realized he was burning up and she and Kevin’s father brought him to the emergency room as rapidly as they could.

Kevin quit breathing shortly after their arrival.

He was intubated (a tube placed in his bronchial passage) and connected to a breathing machine and brought to us in ICU. (Intensive Care was all one thing in those days. There was no separate ICU for pediatric patients.)

I was a new graduate.  And I was assigned to care for Kevin.

He had meningitis.  We don’t know why he got it.  We’re not sure where he got it.  It wasn’t anyone’s fault.  His parents did exactly the right things. The doctor failed to realize what was wrong, but that wasn’t his fault either.

He was with us for about three weeks, while we tried desperately to save him. Doctors wandered in and out, residents and interns following anxiously.  Specialists came and went.  Every night I came to work and every night there lay Kevin.

His mother gave me a small photograph of him, smiling, eyes bright, full of life.  I kept it for years.  I never saw him like that.

Slowly, gradually, his parents began to understand, along with the newly graduated RN on night duty, that we were not going to be able to save Kevin.  His mother and I cried together. We stood at Kevin’s bedside and she told me stories of Kevin from better days. She rarely left the hospital and slept only sporadically.  His dad had to go to work with that situation looming.  To say it was stressful for them is an understatement.  He was their only child.

And then one night, I found a small pill cup on the desk at the nurses’ station with a note addressed to me.  The cup contained one tablet of Valium.  (This was back in the day when controlled substances were not as controlled as they are today, so don’t give me hell about this.)  The note was from the night resident. He said, “When Kevin dies, take this pill and then and only then, call me. That’s an order.”

Kevin did die that night, and I did not take the pill.  I did call the resident.

And we all cried.  All of us.  His parents, all the nurses, the resident who had to go tell the parents that their boy was dead.  We all cried for this beautiful little boy who was never going to be three.

I attended his funeral.  I still know his whole name (although I will not use it here), even though that was almost fifty years ago.


Wouldn’t you want someone to at least try?

Of course.

They did try. They’ve tried now for weeks, just like we tried so hard to save Kevin.

They cannot save this child.  We couldn’t save Kevin and they can’t save Steffen.

It doesn’t matter what the grandmother claims. She has not the brains or gumption to have made sure that the kid even went to the doctor in the first place, but has this gem to say now.

“I think he needs a heat transplant and I think he has a chance if he has a heart transplant,” said Lisa Rivenburg, the child’s grandmother. “If the heart is the problem, then let’s fix the heart. Because they’re the one’s that messed it up by doing too many surgeries and making the muscles so hard that it won’t beat. So we get a new heart. The new heart beats and we should be good!”

It’s so damned simple.  Just get the kid new heart.  It’s sort of like installing a new burner on your stove. The old one doesn’t work?  No problem.  Order a new one from Amazon, use a screwdriver to remove the old one and pop the new one in.

And of course, it’s the doctors’ fault in the first place because they fucked around with the kid and he would have been fine if they’d just ignored the congenital heart defect he had.  Because babies with those kinds of defects just get better all by themselves, with no treatment at all, you know, except maybe some fresh air and nice dirt to play in.

It doesn’t work that way.

This child is in one of the finest children’s hospitals in America.  He has been seen by multiple specialists. They have done everything humanly possible to save his life, with no help from the parents.  I know what it’s like to try so hard to save a life and fail.  I know the anguish of the medical personnel and to see them vilified like this simply pisses me off royally.  Like CPS, they cannot defend themselves. They aren’t allowed, professionally, to speak about this.  They just have to take it silently.

And these sociopaths are using that situation to get people to give them money.  They are literally getting a windfall over the body of their child.

Little Steffen is going to die.  He’s going to die if they pull the plug today.  He’s going to die if they manage to find some moronic doctor someplace who is willing to take him and if they can scrape up the money to move him.  He’s going to die.

And nobody is going to approve wasting a perfectly good infant heart (and there are very few of them available) just because the grandmother doesn’t have a clue what the hell she is talking about. And yes, the word is waste.  He’s going to die.

It’s very sad, yes, and very unfortunate but it might have turned out differently had these morons actually taken him to his appointments when they were supposed to.  And maybe it wouldn’t.  Maybe he wouldn’t have survived, no matter what. We will never know.

By the way, the little video that the grandmother released purporting to show the child responding to her voice is bullshit. The parents of Terri Schaivo did the same thing, and theirs was equally bullshit.  Terri even had her eyes open.  The problem was that on autopsy, they found that Terri Schaivo didn’t have any optic nerves. They had rotted away. She was blind. Her brain was basically liquified.

And yet, she moved a little like this child does.  It’s meaningless.  It’s brain-stem activity.  I’ve seen more than one brain-dead person and this is not meaningful.  It doesn’t mean he’s there or that he can survive. They cannot fix his heart. They cannot leave him on life support for very long. He is going to die.

All this libertarian crap about how we aren’t entitled to healthcare is complete nonsense. It’s the kind of bullshit people spew when they don’t want to pay for health insurance (“individual mandate?  You can’t make me. I have my rights.”) but then as soon as they are facing a life-threatening situation they start demanding stuff right and left, and have no intention whatever of paying a single dime for any of it.

Here’s my own modest proposal.

If you don’t want to pay for health insurance and you believe that taxation is theft, so you won’t help pay for anything that way, then get a small tattoo someplace on your body where we can all easily find it that says “DNT,” meaning “Do not treat.”

Then, when you are plastered all over the pavement after your automobile accident or you have a heart attack because you have untreated high blood pressure and got no medical treatment at all because of your rights, we can say, “Sorry. Cash only, up front.”

If you’re going to opt out, just do it.  But do it all the way.

And by god, quit insulting good people who are in anguish over this situation and who have done everything they possibly could to save this child.



31 thoughts on “His Name Was Kevin”

  1. Thank you.

    MedicalKidnap is a trash site. It’s garbage written by people shilling false information to gain profit under sensationalist false pretenses.

    Anyone who believes the crap they spew needs to go back through elementary science and biology, as they have completely lost touch with reality.


  2. When our son died we donated his heart, the valves anyway because they’re tissue and can be used for years after death. He died in July we found out that Christmas that a little 6 day old girl received a valve from him that saved her life in that November. When our son died I was angry that the paramedics didn’t try but we had been doing cpr for at least ten minutes before they arrived and he never responded. I am now thankful that they didn’t try because knowing what I know now even if he was revived he would have no quality of life. Not something I would want to put my child through out of selfishness. And yes while grieving you think irrationally, clearly no matter how much I begged I couldn’t die to save him. That’s what I feel they are going through irrational thoughts from grief. It has to be someone’s fault, they should be doing more, this one procedure will make him good as new. Unfortunately, it won’t and as you said it would be futile to even try.


  3. I’m so terribly sorry for your loss ChristinaE. I only hope that knowing your tragedy prevented another family from suffering as yours did made you feel just slightly better, even if it was just for a moment.

    That’s what I feel they are going through irrational thoughts from grief. It has to be someone’s fault, they should be doing more, this one procedure will make him good as new. Unfortunately, it won’t and as you said it would be futile to even try.

    Yeah, probably but they didn’t take his condition seriously enough to move heaven and earth to get their little boy to his appointments. So they really need to take a long, cold look in their own mirrors.

    I feel that the Schiavo family has a lot to answer for – not only the way they disparaged Terri’s husband, but now the Jahi McMath case (they donated money) and the ones in the wake of THAT case.


    Even Congress got involved and dumbass Frist gave them still more false hope.

    “Bill Frist, the Senate majority leader and a heart surgeon, acknowledged yesterday that Terri Schiavo had suffered devastating brain damage and said his assertion three months ago that she was “not somebody in persistent vegetative state” did not amount to a medical diagnosis.

    Frist (R-Tenn.), appearing on three network TV shows, agreed with this week’s autopsy conclusion that the Florida woman had suffered severe, irreversible brain damage. “I never, never, on the floor of the Senate, made a diagnosis, nor would I ever do that,” he told NBC’s “Today” show.

    Some Democrats and doctors criticized Frist’s March 17 Senate speech in which he said he was commenting on Schiavo’s highly publicized case “more as a physician than as a United States senator.”

    In that speech, Frist said he had reviewed videotapes of Schiavo and noted that her brother “said that she responds to her parents and to him. That is not somebody in persistent vegetative state. . . . There just seems to be insufficient information to conclude that Terri Schiavo is [in a] persistent vegetative state.”

    “I question it based on a review of the video footage, which I spent an hour or so looking at last night in my office here in the Capitol,” Frist said in the speech. He said his comments were also partly based on a conversation with one of several neurologists who had evaluated Schiavo.

    Frist’s speech, made two weeks before Schiavo died, came as Congress held a rare Easter weekend session to order federal courts to review Florida court decisions saying that her feeding tube could be removed. Among those criticizing Frist’s actions were 31 of his Harvard Medical School classmates, who sent him a letter saying he had used his medical degree improperly.”

    Remind you of the quacks (International Brain Research Foundation) in the McMath case? It should.


  4. So is the poor baby staying on life support for the next 24-48 hours? Or are they taking him off?


  5. My SIL and her first husband lost their only child, aged 18 months to meningitis. He got it from a doorknob that an infected sailor had used, at a hotel in New Orleans. Both the sailor and the child died. To this day my SIL thinks it was her fault because she let the little guy open the door and not herself.

    Like you said, if you don’t want to be treated let the people know, except physicians take an oath to do no harm, and saving lives is doing no harm.

    I have been fighting to get health insurance for myself since the Dept of Labor in their wisdom and sanctity cut my worker’s compensation benefits by 66% and in so, didn’t allow enough to cover my health insurance. I can’t afford Covered Ca and have had to apply for Medi-Cal. I need it for one year till I turn 65 and get Medicare. I don’t understand people who are eligible for coverage and turn up their noses. But I guess people like the Nauglers figure if a child becomes ill and dies, they can be replaced. (I’m in a real shitty mood here).


  6. @Christine, I need a heart valve due to a birth defect. I am humbled that you were able to think of others in your grief. Thank you.


  7. Losing a child is unimaginable to me. I will give this family a pass, because I cannot comprehend the pain they are feeling right now. I do not give a pass to those who know better yet use this poor family to further their own agenda. I read about parents who turn this devastating grief into something positive. To let their child live on to spread their love and joy. The parents that donate the heart that Grandma clings to hope through. The parents of the babies at Sandy Hook, who fight tirelessly for gun control. The parents like you Sally, who know what an effect music has on us all, and shares it despite of the pain it may cause you. I hope Steffen’s family finds an example in all of you, and uses their windfall to enhance the lives of others. In that way, their baby lives on.


  8. So is the poor baby staying on life support for the next 24-48 hours? Or are they taking him off?

    Not sure when the time period is up, but they are going to take him off life support soon and let him die. The family has some specified time to find a new hospital, but I highly doubt that will happen.


  9. I think every mother has an irrational fear, and meningitis is mine. The fact that my healthy, beautiful child could suddenly be snatched away from me in a matter of hours makes my blood run cold. I am not exaggerating in the slightest when I say I internally panic a bit when my son runs a high fever, and stories like your are why I have no desire to specialize in pediatrics.


  10. stories like your are why I have no desire to specialize in pediatrics.

    If it helps any, it’s pretty rare to have that sort of thing happen. The other word that is appropriate here is “vaccine.” There was no vaccine for Kevin. It didn’t exist then.

    But bad shit happens for no reason sometimes and it happens to really good people. Wanna hear about the young woman who was in a wreck, back before there were car seat laws or seat belt laws? Her foot was cut off and I got to know her because we had her very young child (who was in the car) in ICU. She, of course, got an artificial foot. Her child died.

    I’m a believer in car seats and seat belts.


  11. When I was in college back in the days of old, I remember a girl (Karen Quinlan) who overdosed on something and ended up in a coma. She was brain dead and had been connected to a respirator. This was a time when extreme life saving measures began to improve and there were no laws that protected the hospital from charges of murder should they remove someone. Her family fought to have the respirator removed. They originally lost the case but won on appeal and had the respirator removed. They allowed the feeding tube to remain because they felt it wasn’t extreme measures. She lived for ten or so years in that vegetative state. I was in an iron lung for almost two years and I remember every push of the pressure to cause me to inhale and the push to cause me to exhale. I also remember how raw my lungs felt even after they were able to get the polio under control. A few years ago, I had surgery on my knee (an in and out sort of deal), and the doctor ordered me a light pain medication in the recovery room. Now this can only happen to me but in the bed next to me, so the doctor explained, was a young man who also had a ligament transplant and his name was similar to mine. Even our last names were almost identical. His pain medicine was a big dose of demerol and my pain medicine was a small dose of Toradol or something like that. Well the recovery room nurses were running on fumes and one gave me his demerol and him my Toradol. Imagine how disappointed he must have been. The demerol over sedated me and I ended up on a ventilator. I woke up a couple of days later thinking I was dying, maybe already dead. Let me just say that the tube down the throat sucks raw eggs and that machine pushing air in sucks even raw rotten eggs. But there is nothing nearly as fearful as when the ventilator is on non assist and you cannot take a breath without it. The nurses and respiratory people were so nice to explain every thing to me and to help me calm down but damn….it is not a good feeling so I feel for anyone who has one down for more than a couple of days.

    I also don’t believe a heart should be given to anyone who has been diagnosed as brain dead. I was so pissed when they gave the rock star the liver and he continued to drink and began rejecting it and then he got another freakin’ liver. Okay, I will never drink coffee after 9 pm ever again…someone order me away from the keyboard.


  12. Organ donation is truly among the bravest choices and greatest gifts. Decades ago I coached a kids basketball program and this boy Ryan, was in my 8 to 10 yr old group. He was big for his age, so smart, goofy and distracted by anything shiny. I adored him. His dad came to every practice and every game and helped to reel in behavior when it was escalating. Ryan experienced a lot of success in the program and was given the Most Improved Player award. He didn’t participate the next season because he had died suddenly.
    He awoke one morning with a headache. He liked school and was adamant he was going but suddenly he gripped his head in his hands and cried out to his mother. He was unconscious when the ambulance arrived. One the 10 minute ride to the hospital, he suddenly woke up and exclaimed to his dad, “I get it dad! I get it!”
    His dad asked what and Ryan said, “E=MC Squared.” Those were the last words he ever spoke.
    He was brain dead from an aneurysm on arrival at the hospital and was placed on life support so organ retrieval teams could arrive at the hospital as well. For the parents it was no question because their son had been a giver.
    People were lined up around the block to visit at the funeral home. I was a mess when I saw the trophy I had given him in the casket. His mom said it was one of his prized possessions. At the funeral, which was packed with hundreds of people, the parents outlined all the lives Ryan had saved. As we left the church that afternoon, I do believe everyone signed an organ donation card.


  13. My parents are huge believers in car seats and seat belts too. Back when the car seats were non-existent or pretty much so, they rigged up things for myself and my sibling. They paid out of pocket to get seat belts retrofitted to their ancient cars, or replaced the crappy seat belts.

    My parents were both in the health care field. They never needed to imagine how devastated they would be to lose loved ones in a wreck. Seat belts don’t prevent EVERY single automotive death, just like vaccines aren’t 100% effective, but they both make a very real difference. I’m an organ donor (it’s noted on my driver’s license) and I’ve hammered that point home to my family too. I’m not going to be using it (eyes, skin, whatever), so spread it around. If no one wants it due to my age or condition, send me to a medical school. They don’t have to be as picky.

    ChristinaE, that is heartbreaking. I’m so terribly sorry.


  14. Just to chime in- I and many others I know have personal experience with Vandy childrens specifically the cardiologists and they are simply phenomenal . It kills me that such a great hospital and CPS is being dragged through the mud like this. You can not miss 3 appts, if you do you risk being dropped as a patient and with criteria being the way it is for transplants, multiple surgeries are sometimes necessary before a transplant can be seriously considered. They can’t give a new heart to every child that has heart issues unfortuantly and even if they did it’s rough on the body for the rest of the recipients life. Not everyone is healthy enough to survive that especially if they have other existing conditions. I drove 2hrs to get my child to vandy because my child needed it. They do not call DCS for just needing to reschedule an appt, I imagine it would have to be an ongoing problem and with a extremely medically needy child that would be very,very problematic for the child. With TN schools referring to their other child missing school- I have family that homeschools and I’ve had to do a homebound program when I fell ill as a child. DCS was not called on my parents because I had to miss school. The school was well aware of the situation and my parents set it up so I wouldn’t be missing the work I needed to complete. I hate seeing children suffer, but I also hate seeing such a great hospital and great Drs getting so much hate when no one is really aware of the full story.


  15. Last year my husband was driving to work one night (he works very odd hours and is on call basis), a truck with a boat on a trailer passed him going about 80. About 30 miles later my husband came around a corner, it was dark, middle of the night dark and there was that truck rolled over in the ditch. My husband, bless his heart, is the kindest man. He of course stopped and ran to the truck and that poor man had been ejected and was just lying in the ditch. He was conscious but couldn’t move, he kept asking my husband where his dogs were. My husband knew something was really wrong so he told the man his dogs were fine because he couldn’t find the dogs and the man was becoming very upset about his dogs. He died shortly after he was brought to the hospital. My husband stayed to look for the dogs, he found one dead and no one ever found the other one. He’s a smart man but he’s not medically smart so he was pretty torn up when he found out that man passed, he didn’t understand that since he wasn’t bleeding and he didn’t look broken. I tried to explain to him what happened when you’re ejected from a truck at 80 mph and hit the ground. He was pissed and upset that no one stopped but him. He said there were cars driving by even though it was about 2 am, no one stopped but him. He was a donor but from the article in the paper it said only his eyes had been donated.



    Off Topic, but wanted to say a word or two about Jeff Shoars. Nicole recently posted a video of CPS removing the Shoars’ last child. And another video of Tabitha crying for 20 minutes. And them both making threats to the police and CPS and vowing their revenge.

    Nicole’s commentary is clear. CPS and Cops = BAD! Jeff and Tabitha Shoars = Victims!

    Was heartening today to see several of Nicole’s faithful followers….question that.

    A few of them have started asking, “What’s the other side of the story?”

    To which Nicole responds… The State lies! They want their kids to sell them! (or some such insane nonsense)

    But in an interesting twist, Nicole’s followers have been following facebook contacts of the Shoars, and have been researching on the net….and have found a whole bunch of stories. Some of the stories include the Shoars being involved with prostitution and child trafficking. some say the other children talked about spankings and beatings the dead three year old received from the sitter and the parents, some say the child was used as the family scapegoat because she was half black and had a learning disability and that the other children may have inflicted the trauma that killed her by “giving her spankings” pushing her down, etc. Some say the parents gave conflicting reports of where they were the night the girl was hospitalized to the police. There’s a rumor Tabitha spent time in a mental institution and that she signed her rights away on one of her children willingly because of his autism. BUT ALL OF THESE THINGS ARE RUMORS. WE HAVE NO WAY OF KNOWING IF ANY OF IT IS TRUE.

    That said….there are a few things we DO know are true.


    This is a child fatality report published by the department of children’s services in Arizona.

    Note number Four:
    4. Date of determination that the fatality was the result of abuse or neglect*: 9/10/14

    See that little asterisk? Read what it says at the bottom:

    *The determination that a fatality or near fatality is the result of abuse, abandonment or neglect is based one or more of the following criteria: (1) The perpetrator(s) arrest related to the incident, (2) Substantiated finding(s) linking the alleged perpetrator(s) action(s) to the fatality or near fatality and/or (3) Results of the Medical Examiner’s report.

    Little three year old Khloe died on 8/16/14.

    The determination that she died due to abuse/neglect was made on 9/10/14.

    This is just a guess….but I’m guessing the coroner’s report from the autopsy played a huge role in why parental rights were taken from Jeff and Tabitha Shoars.

    It is very unusual for CPS to remove children that were not even born yet during the course of an original investigation….due to findings from a previous investigation. There’s also been mention that the last little one was removed due to CPS learning of her being left in the custody of inappropriate care givers. Again, I have no idea if this is true.

    But we do know that little Khloe was left, with her SEVEN brothers and sister ages 2 to 10…in the care of one man in his 20’s the night she collapsed.

    We do know that she died.

    We do know that her death was determined to be a result of child abuse/neglect.

    And that’s a very different reason for the state taking the other children into custody…. than the theory Nicole is proposing.


  17. Sally, thank you for offering to supplement my education 🙂 At this time I am thinking that I would do well in the ER or as a surgical nurse because I think thise would he the places where you would be least likely to develop relationships with patients. Watching a two year old die while you and his parents are powerless to do anything….. I would carry that with myself forever. It is somehing that I dread about my new career. Blood and guts are fine. Destroying a mother or watching her orphan her children. I am still not sure how I am going to handle that. It terrifies me.

    I will also happily accept any tricks you might know to pass anatomy and phisiology. Class started yesterday 😉


  18. This whole case makes me sad. I understand being a parent and wanting to do everything you can to keep your child alive. That’s what parents do. But organ transplants are not a fix all. And not everyone qualifies. I currently have a friend whose son is on the list for new lungs. He has cystic fibrosis. When he was born the doctors told his parents to let him go, he’d never make it. They got a second opinion. And now he’s thriving at 9 years old. But the nature of cystic fibrosis is that a lung transplant is in his future. He takes so many meds each day and sadly is in and out of the hospital a lot. He’s not at the top of the list yet because once you get new lungs the countdown begins. New lungs for a cf patient last about 10 years. So timing is critical. You have to be strong enough to survive the surgery but also sick enough to need it.

    I have another friend who we lost 2 years ago to CF. She was beautiful and full of life. When she was a young mother she got her lungs. They allowed her to see her daughter grow to a teenager. She faced life like a true champion. And when the lungs began to fail she attempted to get approved for a second set. But as she explained it’s difficult for cf patients to be approved for a second set of lungs. The success rate is so low. So she tried a few different hospitals. And then when she was rejected from the last she tearfully told us all that she was done fighting. That she would live her last days laughing and being with her family. She had us write letters to her daughter. We would all regularly go visit her at home. She wanted to stay home as long as possible. She also understood why she wasn’t approved for a transplant and she hoped that someone would get lungs that could live. She was grateful for the extra decade she got.

    I would have loved for her to get another set. I would love to be able to laugh with her today. But I understand. Organ donation is risky and expensive and there aren’t enough to go around. It can seem cold and cruel but due to the risks and rarity they go to the patients with the highest chance of survival. It’s just the way it is.

    I’m sorry this family is going through this. I can’t imagine losing a child. There cannot be much worse in life.

    Also please be an organ donor. When I met my husband he was against organ donation for some bizarre reason. But seeing the good that can come from it changed his mind, thankfully.


  19. I have a recycle symbol tattoo on my wrist just in case they don’t see the license. Because of two donors, my husband has vision and because of one donor, my ligament was repaired. Hell, I told my kids to donate it all so they won’t have to use money to cremate. The most use that will become of my body is that it can be used as a teaching tool.


  20. Jeannie, both my paternal grandparents donated their bodies. My grandfather died of complications from Alzheimers and my grandmother died from lung cancer. They both said their goodbyes long before they died and neither felt the need for a funeral. We did eventually receive their ashes but it was long after they had been dead. My grandmother told us about their decision and why, she said they got a lot of use out of their bodies and figured they should continue to be useful after they were done with them. It makes perfect sense to me.


  21. only his eyes had been donated.

    Organs have to be in pretty much pristine condition to be donated. Hitting the ground at a high rate of speed probably did a great deal of internal damage, and might have rendered them useless.

    I assisted in the OR one night with an organ harvest. I was working recovery, but obviously knew I wasn’t going to receive a patient, so when they asked me if I would help circulate, I readily agreed. It kept an OR nurse from having to come from home.

    It was very interesting to watch. In many ways it was like an ordinary surgery, but they had the transplant team in place, assisting and several coolers prepared to receive the organs. Upon harvesting one organ, they whisked it into the cooler and somebody left immediately, flying to wherever the organ was needed.

    At the other end, the recipient would be prepped and ready to go to surgery as soon as the hospital got the word, and by the time the cooler arrived, the patient would already be asleep in the OR and surgery commenced immediately.

    The folks who work organ donation are really good at what they do and don’t take it lightly.

    But what struck me was how respectful they were of the donor.

    Surgery, when a patient is asleep, often involves a lot of chatter and gossip and sometimes pretty horrible humor. But not in this case. Everyone was low key, quiet. It was almost like a church. The patient was kept covered except where he had to be exposed. While the surgeons didn’t take as much care as they would have normally when closing the incisions, they didn’t leave the patient in some terrible shape.

    And afterward, we wheeled the body on the gurney out to the recovery room and I arranged a private space for the family to come. We made sure that it was as pleasant as we possibly could, that the patient was covered except for his head and face and arms, and gave them privacy.

    All of us were very aware of our own mortality and certainly aware of the gift that man gave to others.


  22. I only have two things to add:

    Please, everybody, take a Red Cross class. You don’t have to become an EMT, but even their basic class can help.

    And please, everybody, please please please, if you see a car in the ditch, STOP AT THE FIRST SAFE PULL-OUT AND GO BACK! My brother-in-law is only alive today because the first person on the scene, minutes after he went off the road, did stop and furthermore had the training to understand that if somebody is lying perfectly still next to a crashed car that isn’t on fire you should not move them. He had a broken neck, but he is walking around today because that stranger had taken a Red Cross class and didn’t drive on past.


  23. https://www.facebook.com/reunitetherivenburgs

    This page appears to have updates on baby Steffen Rivenburg from family.

    Apparently, the baby is still on life support, and they tried another hearing today but didn’t succeed.

    The implication is that he will likely be removed from life support very soon. Today?

    My personal feeling is that this is the kind thing to do, that it is the right thing to do. He’s not going to get better. A transplant won’t work, he’s too sick to survive it. I’m not playing God saying that. I’m facing a very tragic reality.

    I feel terrible for these parents, and the hospital, and all involved. I hope the family is able to face this in a way that allows some calmness at the end….so the hospital can give them as much comfort and consideration as possible as he passes.

    Truthfully? I was hoping the poor little guy would simply expire on his own during court appeals. This is a really terrible situation and I have empathy for everyone involved.


  24. Today?

    I would suspect within a couple of hours.

    According to that FB page, 2:30 p.m. CST. They are delaying slightly so the family can be there.


  25. To me if you come up on an accident you should automatically stop. Today on my way out I came to an intersection on the road i belong to. I saw a car on the side of the road smoking. Looked over and saw another car in the grass. I stopped, put my car in park. Young lady walked up to me and I asked if they called it in. I called 911, told them where I was, parked my car on the side street. Let the other ladies use my phone to call their mom and son. I stayed until every one was taken care of.
    I am also very thankful to the person who called 911 4 years ago after my husband was ran off the road, and he was found in a ditch with big rocks, and his motorcycle on top of him. He’s alive today because of that lady.


  26. I read that the baby was taken off life support this afternoon and he has passed away.

    That appears to be the case. Thank you.


  27. This was a comment from one of her supporters:

    “While we were being harassed I knew a woman with 2 kids in diapers living in a trailer in the middle of the summer with heat rash, no water, no garbage, no electricity and no gas, dirty clothes EVERYWHERE and no way to feed them except to take them to mcdonalds by selling her food stamps and she had no beds for them either… but CPS in Wisconsin did”

    Um, as opposed to the splendor of the garden shed with all its many amenities? Do these people have a clue about the Nauglers?


  28. I’ve buried two children and while there was obviously something going on in the rivenburg home for CPS to be involved.

    I know in early December the dad assaulted someone in the home and was arrested. Sorry but that’s no place for a child not to mention one with complex medical needs. Steffen was born in October and they claim they missed appointments due to car issues and the same excuse was used for getting Annalise to school.

    I’ve buried two children and although it was in 2009 and 2011 it still hurts. The pain is indescribable. So I do feel for this family.

    However my stepson has been treated at Vanderbilt and we’ve received the best care and he’s doing well 4 years post treatment. It angers me to have such a great hospital be thrown through the mud because a family feels like they can do more than humanly possible. That is so not fair. They said these doctors aren’t God. And their right they’re not God. Sometimes no matter what age a patient is they cannot help them.

    Not everyone who could use a transplant of an organ can get one. An organ for an infant becoming available is exceedingly rare.

    As far as the children being taken, I think it was very poor judgement on the part of WSMV to take this on. Usually they’re the best in Nashville and their integrity I’ve not come to question until now.

    Missing and rescheduling appointments constantly when your child is so ill is not good. In a busy hospital it can cause you to be dismissed from the doctors list of patients. Tenncare provides transportation for those who need it. Annalise’s school wasn’t far from their home. It’s actually walkable.

    In Tennessee kids don’t have school much in Oct-dec. They have something called fall break in October which is 1 week long. One week for thanksgiving and 2 weeks for Christmas. That’s 4 weeks of off time for school right there. And I don’t believe your on CPS’ radar until you’ve missed at least 30 days.

    Then there’s the case where Steffen SR. Went looney tunes and assaulted someone in the home. Sorry but no child belongs in a home where domestic violence is present. Let alone one with complex medical needs.

    One common thread I’ve noticed with people who have their kids taken away is they never want to reveal why or the biggest reason why they’re children have been taken into protective custody. I get it. It’s embarassing. I just can’t fathom why they have so many people fooled.


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