03/31/2021
A PANDEMIC FUNERAL
My father, , died one day after his 86th birthday on March 23rd, 2021 in Montevideo, Uruguay. I was shocked this happened as expected him to survive his hospital stay. He always surprised us with miraculous recoveries with the most recent one being four years ago. He had brain surgery for an aneurysm and then contracted double pneumonia after they intubated him. My sister and I flew down there, as we did not know if he would live. I was able to go into the ICU and massage him with a blend of lotion, essential oils and some multiple vitamins that I poured into the concoction. This seemed to help him as he awoke from his sedated state two days after we arrived. They moved him out of ICU and we could feed him protein powders, green powders, real food and lots of vitamins. We really felt that was an integral part of why he had such a great recovery. Not to mention he always had one of us with him all day and into the evening.
This time, however, with all of the pandemic restrictions we couldn’t fly down there. I felt completely helpless not being near him for the three weeks that he was in the hospital. I also felt frustrated knowing they were not giving him the kind of nutrition his body would need to survive his heart stents, gangrenous toe infection, double pneumonia and also testing positive for Covid. Every time we talked it was one thing after another. My hands were tied and it felt awful to not be able to be there and help him with my holistic remedies, or see him in person.
I then felt numb when his companion Sonia called my sister and me to say his oxygen level was extremely low and the doctors did not want him to suffer. They suggested he be sedated and die peacefully. We only had a few minutes to decide if that was the correct course of action. The doctors then called Sonia to see what our decision was. Sonia immediately called me back and said to quickly call my father and tell him goodnight, not to say good-bye as he had no idea what was going on. I expected him to be wheezing based on what they told us and instead he was quite peaceful and alert as I said goodnight. I asked if my sister could call and he said best not to as the nurse needed to help him go to sleep and that he would talk to me tomorrow. I honestly thought he would wake up from being sedated but that never happened. I am quite upset the nurses didn’t have us call him the next day and put the phone next to his ear so that we could say our goodbyes. I have talked to my sister and she is very sad that she was not able to speak to him that night even for a moment. That nurse didn’t realize what a positive thing it could have been to wait one more minute and have my dad speak to my sister. I still am numb about this and would not wish this on anyone, yet this is what is going on all over the world right now.
The next day family and friends attended his burial by Zoom. It still feels unreal what has happened and we will have an online video memorial to share our stories to create more connection under such circumstances. If I may, I would like to share with you about my dad as a way to continue my healing.
My dad was a fascinating guy. He loved Jazz, playing the trumpet, singing, performing, cars, movies, women and family! Born in Germany in 1935, at the age of four he and his family fled the Nazi's and went to South America. His father played him his first record: Goody Goody and his love of jazz began. He picked up the trumpet at an early age and also dropped out of school to make money for the family and became a lifelong mechanic. In 1962 my dad’s first cousin, Jean Ryersbach, was flown to South America from the USA as she had never met any of the family that lived there. When he picked her up from the airport it was love at first site. They married, moved to the United States and they had me and my younger sister, . We went on family trips, concerts, movies, sailed, had lots of house parties and he always played his trumpet at home and with music venues to perform in.
Even though life was good, South America’s call was stronger than staying in the U.S., so 40 years ago in 1981 he left. I went with him and stayed for a month. It was awful coming back to the states alone but I shut down my emotions and lived my life. He settled back easily as a mechanic and had his mother, grandmother, cousins, old friends and new friends to be with. He continued his active musical life including doing a jazz radio show twice a day for twenty years. He also had a new companion, Uli, with two step daughters, then three step granddaughters and very recently a step great grandson.
Uli passed away 20 years ago and then my dad met a new woman, Sonia, to be his final companion. At that same time time our relationship re-materialized after my going down there to perform with his Memphis Jazz Band. Many musical trips had me performing on tv, radio, restaurants and even theaters for a thousand people. We had a blast and when not together we did video calls to see and talk with one another a few times a week. He always had a performance to prepare for, wrote a few books and always had fun stories to share about his busy life.
As strange as it was to attend his burial through Zoom, this was apropos for my dad as he loved technology. He posted his performances on Facebook and YouTube and was always using his cell phone and computer to connect with people. I will miss speaking to him and hearing his stories and hopefully you got a sense of him by my sharing an abbreviated version of his life. I have videos of him and wish he would have recorded even more of all that he did. You may want to seriously consider keeping a record of your life so that in the future your loved ones will have memories to always go back to and feel a connection.
Dr. Liselotte Schuster is a Holistic Family Chiropractor and has been in practice since 1989. To keep her patients safe during the pandemic, she has a humidifier emitting mist that contains hydrogen peroxide and iodine to kill the virus in the air and lungs. She sprays her patient's masks with hydrogen peroxide to kill the virus and she sprays their wrists with an essential oil blend that killed a different strain of the corona virus in 2003. All surfaces are sanitized continually as well. It's important for her that patients feel heard and have a deep sense of trust each time they come in for care. She tailors each visit by using a variety of techniques that she feels are most effective. She loves seeing children and adults reach their full potential, where they trust the healing powers of their body.