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Hello everyone! It’s been some time since I posted here. I’ve been busy with my children’s books. It’s something I started back doing when my dad died in 2012. It’s been my positive distraction. For those of you who don’t know, in September of 2012, I found my dad un-responsive while he was in ICU. I had left his room to take a break and when I came back he was positioned awkwardly in the bed. I asked what he was doing a couple of times. When he didn’t answer, I realized something was wrong and ran for help. I watched, screamed, and cried as they tried to bring life back into him. It turned out he coded, and not one staff member knew. No alert, alarms or anything. I had rude, heartless remarks made as to why they didn’t know he coded. “When our adrenaline gets going, our focus is on one patient,” I was told. “Someone dropped the ball,” another one said. “You need to come down!” He ended up in a coma, brain dead and paralyzed on one side. He died a few days later. In my heart of hearts, I believe it was only the machines breathing for him, because as soon as my family and I made the decision to take him off life support, he went right back to the same mode I found him in. Yes I found him! My sister and I laid beside him. We watched each rise and fall of his chest. We felt each faint air of life as it kissed our cheeks goodbye and we listened to each heartbeat until it stopped. It was like a clock that ticks, then suddenly stops…
I know complete justice promised in the Bible is just around the corner. In the meantime, I have found ways to cope. One such way is with the help of Face to Face Fine Art Commemorative Expressions Inc.They are a “nonprofit organization that wishes to help ease suffering and aid in the grieving process by providing lasting commemorative portraits that will honor and memorialize our deceased loved ones who died from sudden unexpected or tragic death.” I reached out to them over two years ago and was overjoyed when I was finally chosen. This talented artist took three photos of my dad and drew an exact image of him with chalk! It’s amazing!! You see that beautiful beard? He loved for me to comb it.That’s what I was doing before I left his ICU room that awful and tragic Sunday morning. His hair was beautiful and soft like cotton. He was such a handsome, and comedic man.
The artist was widowed and lost her mother and daughter all in a 60 day period. You can definitely see the heart in her art. Not only was I gifted the art, but they had it mounted and framed. I tried to get a good photo, but the glass is like a mirror. I want to thank Face to Face Fine Art Commemorative Expressions Inc for doing this for me, my family, and families like mine. I will treasure it for the rest of my life. ♥♥♥♥♥♥ Each heart represents me Annette Bentley Smith, my sister Carla Bentley Moore, my brother Melvin Jenkins, my dad’s Sister Knollie Lester Bentley, my dad’s brother Sonny Bentley and the last heart represents the remaining family members that were left behind. From ALL of us, WE thank you!
The artist was widowed and lost her mother and daughter all in a 60 day period. You can definitely see the heart in her art. Not only was I gifted the art, but they had it mounted and framed. I tried to get a good photo, but the glass is like a mirror.
I hope to one day donate to your Non-Profit Charitable Organization and hope you receive donations from around the world.
Missing my funny, flirtatious, handsome, Kenny Rogers lookin’ father! Curtis J Bentley…
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It amazes me how these two totally different situations are relate and they both link to the importance of monitoring. I think about one of the staff members said they gave my father a call monitor. How did they expect him to call for help? They might as well had put him on a regular floor instead of ICU! Early warning signs…
The BEACH Analogy: “We were looking at other models of how patients should be observed and we noticed that Life Savers on the beach, were constantly monitoring the swimmers. As one life saver said, “If you wait until they wave their hands, it’s often too late.” So they were looking for early signs.” (Professor Clifford F Hughes Program Officer , Between the Flags Clinical Excellence Commission)
I never would have thought to use the job of a lifeguard on a beach to describe how important it is to monitor our loved. Not wait until the call for help, but continuously look for early signs of deterioration.
Day five until the 20th, of happy memories with our dad Curtis. It’s been a change of pace making these happy memory collages… The two guys and gals you see are my brothers Melvin Jenkins, Curtis Jr, my sister Carla Moore and me. Our memories WILL last FOREVER!
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Day four until the 20th, of happy memories with our dad Curtis. It’s been rewarding making these happy memory collages… These are the favorite memories my family as a whole. My aunt Knollie could throw down in that kitchen and dad loved it! We all did!