My mother, a 102 year- old retired English teacher from south Alabama, wakes up every morning and asks, "When can we go home?" And I tell her every day, "I'm working on getting us home." Home is south Alabama, known as the "Wiregrass." My mother has been in the custody of the Alabama Department of Human Resources since February 1, 2018. I now have a very good attorney, but the first attorneys I had, did absolutely nothing except take my money and never filed an appearance. I just hope it's not too late.

Medical kidnapping usually involves a child or children, but in my situation, my elder mother---was kidnapped by the Alabama DHR. She was in St. Vincent's Hospital for what would have been a 3-4 day stay because of a UTI and a mild case of the flu. DHR issued a court order for "protective custody" on February 1, 2018, and stated in the order that she could not leave the hospital without a court order. I was not allowed to know what I was accused of because DHR sealed the records. One attorney I hired was also not allowed access to the records. The first GAL leaked some of the information to me along with other "grapevine" news.

I finally learned that I was accused by DHR of taking my mother from a facility against medical advice. However, I provided a report from a physican at a local hospital who had given me full permission---and his blessings---to take her out of the facility on the day she and I left.

No allegations of abuse or neglect can be found in the (almost) five years I've been taking care of my mother. A couple of phone calls by DHR could have proven that I did not take my mother anywhere against medical advice (and never have). However, DHR jumped into the case. Now after spending several thousand dollars of the tax payers' money, this organization is still trying to find something to justify the hasty, costly decision to take charge of my mother. Somehow DHR found a Walmart receipt from 2017 showing purchases with my mother's checkbook. Of the seventy plus dollars spent for my mother, the DHR attorney reportedly found a $19.99 item that appeared to belong to me. I decided to hire a CPA for a complete audit.

Within a few days, an Atlanta CPA firm will be finished with an audit of the last four years of my mother's check books. Of the information surfacing from this audit, a concern that my mother could owe more taxes because I gave her so much money every year from 2014 through 2018.

SInce she has been in "protective custody," my mother has gone from getting up every day, eating a regular diet, and sitting in a recliner, to being bedridden. She has asked to get up, but Hospice has said, "No." She left St. Vincent's with bedsores.

After the medication overdoses at this hospital, it's a miracle she is alive. The doctors at St. Vincent's assured me they were not giving her any medication----she refused to eat oar drink for one month and slept most of the time. After a family friend (another physician) came to the hospital to check on her, I learned what she had been given.

The hospitalists in charge of my mother's care at St. Vincent's had been giving her Scopolamine, the "date rape" drug and then proceeded to label her as "demented." They also gave her Haldol and Addivan (against my written request not to do so). These doctors also gave her a cough medicine that she could not metabolize. The guidelines for avoiding such medications were in her hospital records, and I reminded them to check this medication against her medical allergies. She almost died from the medicine mistake, and one hospitalist, Dr. Wheeler, refused to consult with an anesthesiologist regarding the best treatment for her to help her get over the mistake with the medicine. Dr. Wheeler told me, "No, because of her age."

Probate Judge Alan King (Jefferson County, AL) appointed a conservator and a guardian (GAL) for my mother even though I provided documentation that I had not done anything against medical advice. When Judge King issued an order after a March 20, 2018, hearing, neither my attorney nor I were allowed to receive a copy of the order for several weeks. The clerk at the probate judicial office told me that until the court costs were paid, we were not allowed a copy of the judge's order. DHR was responsible for the bill, so getting a copy of the order was delayed almost a month while everyone waited for DHR to pay the bill.

Judge King also insisted that my mother leave the hospital under hospice care although she has no diagnosis of any terminal illness. Prior to the hospitalization, she ate a regular diet, got out of bed every day (with the help of regular caregivers), and enjoyed having her hair done. The Director of Nursing at the current facility told me that she had tried to get Hospice to agree to add a low dose of Zoloft for my mother at bedtime. Hospice told me that they were under strict court orders not to discuss any medication issues with me and refused to add the Zoloft even though she had been taking this medication for over 30 years.

Early on, my brother called the former GAL and told her that no one was able to look after the best interests of my mother any better than I because I knew all of her medical allergies and was extremely careful with her care.

In addition, the court-appointed Jefferson County conservator and St. Vincent's social workers selected a facility in Jefferson County, a three-star facility, that always seems to be short on staff. The court refused to allow my mother to leave Jefferson County (Birmingham area). The facility in Troy, Alabama, which I presented to hospital social workers as an option, much closer to her home and friends, has a five-star (Medicare rating) and is almost $2000/month less expensive.

Why all this taxpayer money to hold an old woman in "protective custody" and deny her God given rights to choose where she will spend her last days?

Bottom line---we have been through all this before......could some of the problem possibly be the 300 wooded acres in Henry County, Alabama, that my mother inherited from her grandfather during the depression?

In 2013, several south Alabama residents attempted to force a guardianship on her. I published an article about this incident in my blog at www.hubpages.com (my user name: simondixie) in late 2013. The article circulated through the Henry County Courthouse and the hearing was cancelled. I also published three other articles about corruption in Alabama, particularly south Alabama. Some of these articles included information about attorneys in the south Alabama area who tried to get my mother to sign her property over to them.

When will it end? The CPA report will be presented to Judge King as soon as the CPA firm completes the process, and this process is almost complete. My mother has lost almost four months of her life---possibly her last days. There's much more to this story---after publication of my articles on corruption---the break-ins into my house, harassment, trackers on my car, difficulty selling timber off the property, and theft of much of the paperwork I am sending to the CPA firm. Who is behind all this? That's a good question, and one that someone should investigate.

Concern for my mother's well-being---A representative of Southern Care Hospice told me today that they are not allowed to discuss any of my mother's medication issues with me. On the first day with Southern Care Hospice, I gave the hospice nurse practitioner crucial information about my mother's medication issues when he interviewed me. Somehow the nurses who work with my mother never received that information. And the Director of Nursing at the facility did not get that medical information.

My mother is being treated as though she is not a person----and I am definitely a non-person. In this situation, we have no rights---but no wrong doing has ever been shown.

Who can stop Alabama DHR? If Judge Alan King allows her to leave and go home, that's fine. But these problems should not happen to anyone. How can a person, respected and loved as a teacher in her community, suddenly because she is old, become the pawn of powerful men and women?

Any suggestions are greatly appreciated.

Nancy Scott