Campaña de Raul Rdz, Fundraiser for Raul Rdz COVID
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El 12 de septiembre mi hermano Raúl Rdz jr. fue ingresado al hospital debido a la falta de oxígeno. El oxímetro marcaba a 73% y un porcentaje normal es entre 95-100%. Fueron 14 días en piso en la área de covid, donde sus pulmones cada vez se mostraban más débiles, el oxígeno muy bajo debido a que presentaban neumonía viral y bacterial, covid, agua en los pulmones. Empezaron a utilizar tres tipos de mascarillas: el nasal, Bipap y CPap todas estas mascarillas siempre conectadas al ventilador y con ninguna de estas opciones obtuvo algún cambio favorable. Al contrario cada dia se le baja mas el oxígeno, se le descontrolaba mucho el nivel cardiaco , la presión , los glóbulos rojos muy bajos a falta de oxígeno y la ayuda del ventilador al 100% , recibió dos unidades de plasma y no hubo ninguna mejoría. Septiembre 26 el doctor decidió trasladarlo al área de cuidados intensivos (ICU) para inducirlo en coma usando la mascarilla Bipap y así estuvo 5 días sin ningún mejoramiento. Septiembre 30 a las 11:30 am recibí una llamada era para avisarme que lo tenían que entubar de emergencia porque su pulmones estaban muy DAÑADOS y su corazón muy debil. Ese mismo dia me volvieron a llamar a las 7:50pm para avisarme que mi hermano había dejado de respirar que había perdido sus signos vitales, en ese momento senti que mi corazón paró de latir, mis piernas me temblaron, se vino a mi mente mis papas, y llorando con ese nudo en mi garganta le pregunte “dime que mi hermano está vivo” y me contestaron que sí, que sin la necesidad de máquinas o primeros auxilio mi hermano había regresado a la vida. Asi transcurrieron los dias hasta que cumplio 21 días entubado sin nada de cambio y todos los días que llamaba era la misma respuesta “tu hermano está en estado crítico, sus pulmones siguen muy dañados.” Cada vez que le bajan al medicamento de coma (usaban tres sedantes), él quería despertar tratando de retirar el tubo y cuando este episodio pasaba le volvían a subir a la dosis del sedante para volverlo a dormir, todas las noches le llamaba por videollamada para orar con él, le cantaba alabanzas, le recordaba que lo quería mucho que lo necesitábamos vivo, que nos hacía mucha falta a mis papás, a sus hijas, a su prometida, a mis hijas y sobre todo a mi. Para los que nos conocen saben que somos hermanos únicos, muy unidos y verlo dormido, entubado era un dolor tan grande inexplicable. Octubre 19 a las 11:00am recibo una llamada y me dicen que iban a inducir un medicamento paralizante por 3 dias ya que este medicamento favorece más para que mi hermano esté completamente paralizado. A la 1:35pm mientras oraba en la iglesia recibí nuevamente una llamada para avisarme que el pulmón izquierdo había colapsado y que le introdujeron a una cirugía de emergencia para ponerle un tubo en su pulmón y que pudiera recibir el oxígeno directo. Octubre 20 a las 12:30pm me habla por primera vez el Doctor y me dice que mi hermano no ha tenido avance aun con el entubamiento y que iban a proceder con la traqueotomía (tubo inducido en la garganta) para ayudarlo a recibir el oxígeno directo a los pulmones. Octubre 30 me avisan que van a trasladar a mi hermano a Solara Rehab Hospital al área de cuidados intensivos para que el reciba la terapia adecuada y le ayuden a bajarle a la ayuda del ventilador y así poder quitárselo poco a poco. Noviembre 2 a las 6:00 am recibo una llamada del enfermero para avisarme que se le colapsó el pulmón derecho, que le iban hacer una pequeña cirugía de emergencia para inducir el tubo en su pulmón. Continuo en estado muy crítico: 2 pulmones colapsados, ritmo cardiaco muy elevado, presión muy baja, y usando la máxima ayuda del ventilador. Noviembre 10 5:00 pm me llama el enfermero de guardia para avisarme que mi hermano estaba perdiendo sus signos vitales, que su corazón estaba muy débil que si autorizaba darle a mi hermano primeros auxilios incluyendo los ultra shocks en su corazón y que podía tener consecuencia de romperle las costillas. Cual mi respuesta fue haz lo que tengas que hacer para salvarle la vida a mi hermano. Y ese mismo enfermero me dio una “consejo” que si él fuera su hermano lo dejaría descansar ya que estába sufriendo mucho. Gracias a Dios que es mi hermano y no le hice caso a su consejo porque yo no le di la vida y yo no se la iba a quitar. Esa misma noche a las 8:15pm recibo una llamada del doctor para decirme lo mismo, que mi hermano ya llevaba mucho tiempo en el ventilador y sin avances. Fue tanta mi amor, Fe y esperanza hacia Dios que bloquee mi mente para no escuchar al doctor y yo solo le conteste “Doctor usted salve la vida de mi hermano haga su trabajo, que mi trabajo es pedirle a Dios por usted, para que guíe sus manos, sus conocimientos y pueda salvarle la vida.” El dia siguiente ponen a una enfermera que fue el angel para mi hermano ese angel que nos volvio a dar luz en la obscuridad, mas fuerzas a nuestra fe y esperanza. Ella poco a poco le fue quitando los sedantes, “jugando” con los medicamentos para no descontrolar su corazon, y presion. Noviembre 13 fue el dia mas esperado mas feliz despues casi 2 meses de sufrimiento mi hermano DESPERTO y recupero un poco el conocimiento. Imaginense si yo le hubiera hecho caso a los “consejos” del enfermero de desconectar a mi hermano. Mi hermano no estuviera vivo. Gracias a Dios por haberme dado ese amor de luchar por la vida de mi hermano, de entender y esperar que los tiempos de Dios son perfectos. Noviembre 24 después de 92 días deja mi hermano el ventilador para usar solamente el oxígeno de pared. Empezaron a darle terapias físicas porque debido a tanto tiempo en coma, sedantes paralizantes y muchos dias en cama perdio la movilidad en su cuerpo. Noviembre 27 le retiran el tubo del primer pulmon que se le colapso. Diciembre 2 mi hermano siguio batallando para respirar y le hacen un catscan y efectivamente el pulmon derecho presenta un poco de neumonía asi que el doctor sugiere que mi hermano continue en ICU. Diciembre 9 finalmente le retiran la traqueotomía le hacen analisis de sangre y muestra muy favorable su oxígeno. Diciembre 14 lo trasladan a otro centro de rehabilitación para que reciba las terapias físicas y hasta hoy Diciembre 29 sigue hospitalizado, luchando en esta batalla, recibiendo sus terapias para volver a caminar y tener esa movilidad que perdio en estos casi 4 meses. Por eso les pedimos a todos que nos ayuden a seguir orando por la completa recuperación de mi hermano y sobre todo les pedimos que nos ayuden con nuestra campaña para recaudar fondos y poder ayudar a mi hermano a cubrir esos miles de recibos que estamos recibiendo de los hospitales, doctores, y clinicas. Mi hermano tiene 4 meses sin trabajar, sin recibir ningun tipo de ingreso al contrario los cobros no paran, y sus gastos medicos siguen acumulandose para seguir en sus terapias, el va a necesitar a condicionar su cuarto de casa con cama de hospital, los banos portatiles, etc. todo esto con la finalidad que siga teniendo todo accesibles a su condición médica. Por favor ayúdenos con su donativo para que mi hermano pueda concentrarse en su recuperación absoluta. Dios los bendiga a cada uno de ustedes y familia.
- Con carino, Nena Cecere.
[ENGLISH]
On September 12 my brother Raul Rdz jr. was admitted to the hospital due to lack of oxygen. An average person saturates between 95-100% and at that point my brothers’s oximeter measured 73%. Within the first 14 days his lungs became weaker, retained water, and began showing signs of pneumonia. He started using 3 different nasal face masks, including Bipap & CPap, in which all were connected to a ventilator yet there was no favorable change. In fact, plasma therapy was tried on him twice and even then his oxygen levels would drop by the day. Every day his heartrate, blood pressure, and oxygen saturation would get out of control and his dependence on the ventilator grew to where he was using it at 100%. September 26 the doctor decided to move him to the intensive care unit (ICU) in order to put him into an induced coma while using the Bipap mask, and he continued like that for the next 5 days without change. On September 30 at 11:30am I received a call letting me know that he had an emergency intubation due to his DAMAGED lungs along with his weak heart. That same day I received another call at around 7:50pm letting me know that my brother had completely stopped breathing and had lost his vital signs. At that moment I felt that my heart stopped beating, my legs started shaking, and the only thing that came to mind was my parents. Crying, as I struggled to speak again, I asked them “tell me that my brother is alive'' and they said yes, that without the help of any machine or CPR he had come back to life. For 21 days he remained intubated with little to no change and everyday that I would call for an update the response was the same: “your brother is in a critical state, his lungs are severely damaged.” Every time the medication that controlled his comma was lowered (he used 3 different kinds), his body immediately wanted to wake up and attempted to remove the breathing tube and once that would happen his medication would go back up again. Every night I would call him on facetime to pray, sing worship music, and to most importantly remind him how much mom, dad, his daughters, my daughters, his fiancee and I missed him and needed him dearly. For those who know us know that we are inseparable and to see him in a sleeping state while being intubated brought me nothing but a massive and inexplicable pain. On October 19 at around 11:00am I received a call to inform me that he was being induced with a new medication that would paralyze him for 3 days, and although the idea was frightening it was in his best interest. At 1:35pm while I was at church praying, I received yet another call to let me know that his left lung had collapsed and was introduced to an emergency surgery that involved puncturing a tube through his lung in order for him to receive direct oxygen. For the first time ever, on October 20 at 12:30pm, the doctor called to tell me that my brother had not advanced in any shape or form even with the intubation, and with that being said they were going to proceed with a tracheostomy (a tube through his windpipe) in hopes that it would help him receive direct oxygen to his lungs. On october 30, I was told that he was being moved to Solara Rehab Hospital in the ICU area so that he could receive adequate therapy with the ultimate goal of diminishing his dependence on the ventilator little by little. November 2 at 6:00am, his nurse called letting me know that now his right lung had collapsed and was going to get the same puncture as his left lung. He continued to remain in the same critical state: 2 collapsed lungs, a high heart rate, low blood pressure, and using the ventilator at its greatest capacity. On November 10 at 5:00pm the nurse on duty called to let me know that my brother was losing his vital signs and that his heart was too weak and he asked if I would authorize him to use ultra shocks on his heart and perform CPR that could potentially break his ribs. In which my response to that was for him to do everything possible to keep him alive. That same nurse suggested a recommendation: that if he was his brother he would let him rest and stop his pain since he had been suffering and no progress had been made. Thank God he wasn’t his brother and that I didn’t listen to him, I wasn’t the one who gave him life much less would I be the person to take it away. That same night at around 8:15pm the doctor called to let me know the same thing; that my brother had been on the ventilator for so long and had made no improvement. My faith and hope towards God was massive that I decided to block what the doctor had just said and replied with, “Doctor please just save my brother’s life and do your job while I do mine which is to pray and ask God to guide you, your hands and knowledge in order for you to save his life”. The next day he was assigned to a new nurse who we surely believe was an angel sent by God himself. This nurse granted us to finally see the light among the darkness, and restored our faith and hope. She single handedly started removing the sedation medications by “playing” with them so that neither his heart or blood pressure would get out of control. November 13 was the day that we had anticipated for so long… he WOKE up and gained some recognition. Imagine if I had listened to the nurse’s suggestion and allowed for them to disconnect him. I thank God for never letting that fight in me disappear, for letting me understand and comprehend that His time is perfect. After 92 days, on November 24, my brother stopped using the ventilator completely and only started using the wall oxygen. He lost mobility in his body due to him being in a long induced coma and being under temporary paralysis medication for a total of 13 days. On November 27, the tube that was first punctured on his left lung was removed. On December 2, my brother was still struggling to breathe and once he had a catscan it was discovered that pneumonia was still present on his right lung and the doctor recommended for him to continue under ICU. Finally on December 9, the tracheal tube was removed and in addition, his blood analysis together with his oxygen levels seemed to be on the right track. He was transferred to a second rehabilitation center on December 14 where he would be acquiring physical therapy and till this day, December 29, he is still hospitalized and fighting this battle, getting the necessary means for him to walk again soon and gain the mobility he lost in these almost 4 months. Which is why I am here today asking for everyone’s help in keeping him in your prayers for a full and fast recovery and above all to help us with this fundraiser in order to support my brother’s hospital and clinical expenses. My brother has been out of work for 4 months and without sustaining any pay. Sadly, the bills keep coming in and accumulating which are necessary for him to continue his therapies and eventually proceed at home by accommodating essential needs such as his bed, restroom, etc. Donations made to Raul’s cause will go directly to medical expenses, additional bills, and support for his family while we navigate this difficult time. I want everyone to know that he is a fighter and has proven this endless amount of times, so much love and support has been shown to our family and from the bottom of our hearts we thank you.
-With gratitude, Nena.
El 12 de septiembre mi hermano Raúl Rdz jr. fue ingresado al hospital debido a la falta de oxígeno. El oxímetro marcaba a 73% y un porcentaje normal es entre 95-100%. Fueron 14 días en piso en la área de covid, donde sus pulmones cada vez se mostraban más débiles, el oxígeno muy bajo debido a que presentaban neumonía viral y bacterial, covid, agua en los pulmones. Empezaron a utilizar tres tipos de mascarillas: el nasal, Bipap y CPap todas estas mascarillas siempre conectadas al ventilador y con ninguna de estas opciones obtuvo algún cambio favorable. Al contrario cada dia se le baja mas el oxígeno, se le descontrolaba mucho el nivel cardiaco , la presión , los glóbulos rojos muy bajos a falta de oxígeno y la ayuda del ventilador al 100% , recibió dos unidades de plasma y no hubo ninguna mejoría. Septiembre 26 el doctor decidió trasladarlo al área de cuidados intensivos (ICU) para inducirlo en coma usando la mascarilla Bipap y así estuvo 5 días sin ningún mejoramiento. Septiembre 30 a las 11:30 am recibí una llamada era para avisarme que lo tenían que entubar de emergencia porque su pulmones estaban muy DAÑADOS y su corazón muy debil. Ese mismo dia me volvieron a llamar a las 7:50pm para avisarme que mi hermano había dejado de respirar que había perdido sus signos vitales, en ese momento senti que mi corazón paró de latir, mis piernas me temblaron, se vino a mi mente mis papas, y llorando con ese nudo en mi garganta le pregunte “dime que mi hermano está vivo” y me contestaron que sí, que sin la necesidad de máquinas o primeros auxilio mi hermano había regresado a la vida. Asi transcurrieron los dias hasta que cumplio 21 días entubado sin nada de cambio y todos los días que llamaba era la misma respuesta “tu hermano está en estado crítico, sus pulmones siguen muy dañados.” Cada vez que le bajan al medicamento de coma (usaban tres sedantes), él quería despertar tratando de retirar el tubo y cuando este episodio pasaba le volvían a subir a la dosis del sedante para volverlo a dormir, todas las noches le llamaba por videollamada para orar con él, le cantaba alabanzas, le recordaba que lo quería mucho que lo necesitábamos vivo, que nos hacía mucha falta a mis papás, a sus hijas, a su prometida, a mis hijas y sobre todo a mi. Para los que nos conocen saben que somos hermanos únicos, muy unidos y verlo dormido, entubado era un dolor tan grande inexplicable. Octubre 19 a las 11:00am recibo una llamada y me dicen que iban a inducir un medicamento paralizante por 3 dias ya que este medicamento favorece más para que mi hermano esté completamente paralizado. A la 1:35pm mientras oraba en la iglesia recibí nuevamente una llamada para avisarme que el pulmón izquierdo había colapsado y que le introdujeron a una cirugía de emergencia para ponerle un tubo en su pulmón y que pudiera recibir el oxígeno directo. Octubre 20 a las 12:30pm me habla por primera vez el Doctor y me dice que mi hermano no ha tenido avance aun con el entubamiento y que iban a proceder con la traqueotomía (tubo inducido en la garganta) para ayudarlo a recibir el oxígeno directo a los pulmones. Octubre 30 me avisan que van a trasladar a mi hermano a Solara Rehab Hospital al área de cuidados intensivos para que el reciba la terapia adecuada y le ayuden a bajarle a la ayuda del ventilador y así poder quitárselo poco a poco. Noviembre 2 a las 6:00 am recibo una llamada del enfermero para avisarme que se le colapsó el pulmón derecho, que le iban hacer una pequeña cirugía de emergencia para inducir el tubo en su pulmón. Continuo en estado muy crítico: 2 pulmones colapsados, ritmo cardiaco muy elevado, presión muy baja, y usando la máxima ayuda del ventilador. Noviembre 10 5:00 pm me llama el enfermero de guardia para avisarme que mi hermano estaba perdiendo sus signos vitales, que su corazón estaba muy débil que si autorizaba darle a mi hermano primeros auxilios incluyendo los ultra shocks en su corazón y que podía tener consecuencia de romperle las costillas. Cual mi respuesta fue haz lo que tengas que hacer para salvarle la vida a mi hermano. Y ese mismo enfermero me dio una “consejo” que si él fuera su hermano lo dejaría descansar ya que estába sufriendo mucho. Gracias a Dios que es mi hermano y no le hice caso a su consejo porque yo no le di la vida y yo no se la iba a quitar. Esa misma noche a las 8:15pm recibo una llamada del doctor para decirme lo mismo, que mi hermano ya llevaba mucho tiempo en el ventilador y sin avances. Fue tanta mi amor, Fe y esperanza hacia Dios que bloquee mi mente para no escuchar al doctor y yo solo le conteste “Doctor usted salve la vida de mi hermano haga su trabajo, que mi trabajo es pedirle a Dios por usted, para que guíe sus manos, sus conocimientos y pueda salvarle la vida.” El dia siguiente ponen a una enfermera que fue el angel para mi hermano ese angel que nos volvio a dar luz en la obscuridad, mas fuerzas a nuestra fe y esperanza. Ella poco a poco le fue quitando los sedantes, “jugando” con los medicamentos para no descontrolar su corazon, y presion. Noviembre 13 fue el dia mas esperado mas feliz despues casi 2 meses de sufrimiento mi hermano DESPERTO y recupero un poco el conocimiento. Imaginense si yo le hubiera hecho caso a los “consejos” del enfermero de desconectar a mi hermano. Mi hermano no estuviera vivo. Gracias a Dios por haberme dado ese amor de luchar por la vida de mi hermano, de entender y esperar que los tiempos de Dios son perfectos. Noviembre 24 después de 92 días deja mi hermano el ventilador para usar solamente el oxígeno de pared. Empezaron a darle terapias físicas porque debido a tanto tiempo en coma, sedantes paralizantes y muchos dias en cama perdio la movilidad en su cuerpo. Noviembre 27 le retiran el tubo del primer pulmon que se le colapso. Diciembre 2 mi hermano siguio batallando para respirar y le hacen un catscan y efectivamente el pulmon derecho presenta un poco de neumonía asi que el doctor sugiere que mi hermano continue en ICU. Diciembre 9 finalmente le retiran la traqueotomía le hacen analisis de sangre y muestra muy favorable su oxígeno. Diciembre 14 lo trasladan a otro centro de rehabilitación para que reciba las terapias físicas y hasta hoy Diciembre 29 sigue hospitalizado, luchando en esta batalla, recibiendo sus terapias para volver a caminar y tener esa movilidad que perdio en estos casi 4 meses. Por eso les pedimos a todos que nos ayuden a seguir orando por la completa recuperación de mi hermano y sobre todo les pedimos que nos ayuden con nuestra campaña para recaudar fondos y poder ayudar a mi hermano a cubrir esos miles de recibos que estamos recibiendo de los hospitales, doctores, y clinicas. Mi hermano tiene 4 meses sin trabajar, sin recibir ningun tipo de ingreso al contrario los cobros no paran, y sus gastos medicos siguen acumulandose para seguir en sus terapias, el va a necesitar a condicionar su cuarto de casa con cama de hospital, los banos portatiles, etc. todo esto con la finalidad que siga teniendo todo accesibles a su condición médica. Por favor ayúdenos con su donativo para que mi hermano pueda concentrarse en su recuperación absoluta. Dios los bendiga a cada uno de ustedes y familia.
- Con carino, Nena Cecere.
[ENGLISH]
On September 12 my brother Raul Rdz jr. was admitted to the hospital due to lack of oxygen. An average person saturates between 95-100% and at that point my brothers’s oximeter measured 73%. Within the first 14 days his lungs became weaker, retained water, and began showing signs of pneumonia. He started using 3 different nasal face masks, including Bipap & CPap, in which all were connected to a ventilator yet there was no favorable change. In fact, plasma therapy was tried on him twice and even then his oxygen levels would drop by the day. Every day his heartrate, blood pressure, and oxygen saturation would get out of control and his dependence on the ventilator grew to where he was using it at 100%. September 26 the doctor decided to move him to the intensive care unit (ICU) in order to put him into an induced coma while using the Bipap mask, and he continued like that for the next 5 days without change. On September 30 at 11:30am I received a call letting me know that he had an emergency intubation due to his DAMAGED lungs along with his weak heart. That same day I received another call at around 7:50pm letting me know that my brother had completely stopped breathing and had lost his vital signs. At that moment I felt that my heart stopped beating, my legs started shaking, and the only thing that came to mind was my parents. Crying, as I struggled to speak again, I asked them “tell me that my brother is alive'' and they said yes, that without the help of any machine or CPR he had come back to life. For 21 days he remained intubated with little to no change and everyday that I would call for an update the response was the same: “your brother is in a critical state, his lungs are severely damaged.” Every time the medication that controlled his comma was lowered (he used 3 different kinds), his body immediately wanted to wake up and attempted to remove the breathing tube and once that would happen his medication would go back up again. Every night I would call him on facetime to pray, sing worship music, and to most importantly remind him how much mom, dad, his daughters, my daughters, his fiancee and I missed him and needed him dearly. For those who know us know that we are inseparable and to see him in a sleeping state while being intubated brought me nothing but a massive and inexplicable pain. On October 19 at around 11:00am I received a call to inform me that he was being induced with a new medication that would paralyze him for 3 days, and although the idea was frightening it was in his best interest. At 1:35pm while I was at church praying, I received yet another call to let me know that his left lung had collapsed and was introduced to an emergency surgery that involved puncturing a tube through his lung in order for him to receive direct oxygen. For the first time ever, on October 20 at 12:30pm, the doctor called to tell me that my brother had not advanced in any shape or form even with the intubation, and with that being said they were going to proceed with a tracheostomy (a tube through his windpipe) in hopes that it would help him receive direct oxygen to his lungs. On october 30, I was told that he was being moved to Solara Rehab Hospital in the ICU area so that he could receive adequate therapy with the ultimate goal of diminishing his dependence on the ventilator little by little. November 2 at 6:00am, his nurse called letting me know that now his right lung had collapsed and was going to get the same puncture as his left lung. He continued to remain in the same critical state: 2 collapsed lungs, a high heart rate, low blood pressure, and using the ventilator at its greatest capacity. On November 10 at 5:00pm the nurse on duty called to let me know that my brother was losing his vital signs and that his heart was too weak and he asked if I would authorize him to use ultra shocks on his heart and perform CPR that could potentially break his ribs. In which my response to that was for him to do everything possible to keep him alive. That same nurse suggested a recommendation: that if he was his brother he would let him rest and stop his pain since he had been suffering and no progress had been made. Thank God he wasn’t his brother and that I didn’t listen to him, I wasn’t the one who gave him life much less would I be the person to take it away. That same night at around 8:15pm the doctor called to let me know the same thing; that my brother had been on the ventilator for so long and had made no improvement. My faith and hope towards God was massive that I decided to block what the doctor had just said and replied with, “Doctor please just save my brother’s life and do your job while I do mine which is to pray and ask God to guide you, your hands and knowledge in order for you to save his life”. The next day he was assigned to a new nurse who we surely believe was an angel sent by God himself. This nurse granted us to finally see the light among the darkness, and restored our faith and hope. She single handedly started removing the sedation medications by “playing” with them so that neither his heart or blood pressure would get out of control. November 13 was the day that we had anticipated for so long… he WOKE up and gained some recognition. Imagine if I had listened to the nurse’s suggestion and allowed for them to disconnect him. I thank God for never letting that fight in me disappear, for letting me understand and comprehend that His time is perfect. After 92 days, on November 24, my brother stopped using the ventilator completely and only started using the wall oxygen. He lost mobility in his body due to him being in a long induced coma and being under temporary paralysis medication for a total of 13 days. On November 27, the tube that was first punctured on his left lung was removed. On December 2, my brother was still struggling to breathe and once he had a catscan it was discovered that pneumonia was still present on his right lung and the doctor recommended for him to continue under ICU. Finally on December 9, the tracheal tube was removed and in addition, his blood analysis together with his oxygen levels seemed to be on the right track. He was transferred to a second rehabilitation center on December 14 where he would be acquiring physical therapy and till this day, December 29, he is still hospitalized and fighting this battle, getting the necessary means for him to walk again soon and gain the mobility he lost in these almost 4 months. Which is why I am here today asking for everyone’s help in keeping him in your prayers for a full and fast recovery and above all to help us with this fundraiser in order to support my brother’s hospital and clinical expenses. My brother has been out of work for 4 months and without sustaining any pay. Sadly, the bills keep coming in and accumulating which are necessary for him to continue his therapies and eventually proceed at home by accommodating essential needs such as his bed, restroom, etc. Donations made to Raul’s cause will go directly to medical expenses, additional bills, and support for his family while we navigate this difficult time. I want everyone to know that he is a fighter and has proven this endless amount of times, so much love and support has been shown to our family and from the bottom of our hearts we thank you.
-With gratitude, Nena.
Organizer and beneficiary
Kenya Rodriguez
Organizer
Brownsville, TX
Raul Rodriguez
Beneficiary