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  1. About my Dad.

    Songwriter returns 30 years later inspired by wife fight with Cancer.

    Born in Havana Cuba Carlos Solis arrived in Miami with his family in 1961at the age of 6 fleeing the Communist regime ,he grew up in the Little Havana area became a member of the local street gang and attended five different schools. Things changed for him thru music he got away from the neighborhood gangs and started writing playing and composing , recording at the Music Factory and Dukoff recording Studio in Miami also appeared on several local TV Shows. In 1977 he married and decided to put down the guitar go to work and try to start his own business. They wound up owning several successful business. In 2007 my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer they sold their business and my Dad stayed with her 24 / 7 they Purchased an RV and did some traveling to keep her in good spirits as she was going thru surgery, Chemo and radiation treatments. This gave my Dad time to start writing again and reunited with some old friends most Grammy and Emmy winners. The main song on the new CD he wrote for her is called You’re Not Alone featuring the great Charlie DeChant from Hall and Oates on Sax. Joining my Dad is Co-Producer and 26 time Grammy Award Certificate Winner Percussionist / Drummer Richard Bravo , Bass Player Grammy Award Certificate Winner Producer and arranger Jerry Bravo. This group of 9 talented musicians have played and recorded with the great Herbbie Hancock, Gloria Estefan, Ricky Martin, Arturo Sandoval , Shakira, Nestor Torres, and many others. they came together to help my Dad and be part of this inspiring CD for my Mom. A Fusion of Jazz, Swing, Big Band, Bossanova , Latin and R&B.
    Carlos and Sandra Solis were awarded the 2011Citizens of the Year and the gem of the hills award from the South Lake Chamber of Commerce in Clermont Florida, Appointed by the Governor to sit on the South Lake Hospital District Board of Trustee, Appointed by the Clermont City Council as a member of the Planing and Zoning Commission.

    Please allow my to send you an MP3 of his songs.
    Thank you
    Jessica Flynn Solis

  2. Annette Smith says:

    Medical errors are rampant these days. Some of them go UN-reported and swept under the wrong. You rarely hear about multiple code blues and one of them losing their lives because of either short staffed, failure to monitor properly or not following proper protocol to insure each patient experiencing a code blue gets Rapid Response and Timely care to increase their chances of living and not cause any adverse events. My father Curtis James Bentley did not have that chance. Here is my story:

    A multiple code blue took place on September 9, 2012 in ICU. While one patient was being attended to, my father and others went UN-monitored. I left the room around 4 am came back around 4:45 am and found him unresponsive. I ran for help. This resulted in Anoxic Encephalopathy, Right Hamiparesis/Hemiplegia, Coma, Global Cerebral Ischemia, Necrosis and death. I gleaned those terms from his medical records in order to educate myself. They referred to absence of oxygen. There is eight hours of missing mount sheets, before the code. I’ve asked for evidence of the machines working properly, why didn’t they know there was a second code, did the machines go off, could they have been muted, was he connected properly, what was the nurse/patient ratio then, how was it that they caught the other patient’s code, but not his, his room was right at the nurse’s station, why didn’t they see visually what was happening, and why wasn’t “Rapid Response” or “Timely Care given to prevent further harm?

    The charge nurse said this to me, “When our adrenaline get’s going our focus is on one patient!” In essence, all the other patients will go unmonitored while you care for one patient!

    I NEED to tell my father’s story. Help me be his voice, as I neglected to be in his room at the time his voice went UN-heard…

    I want to create a system, protocol, tools or whatever I can to make hospitals take corrective measures by improving or put into place measures for multiple codes to avoid possible tragedy, a system like EarlySense where the nursing staff knows the health status of ALL patients at ALL times, no matter where they are in the dept. Even if they are attending to a code blue, to reduce adverse events. Whatever was in place on the floor of ICU the morning my father coded and I ended up finding him unresponsive was not enough!

    Thank You

  3. Kaneez Zahra says:

    My name is Zahra* and I am a warrior! I am sharing my story in the hope that if you or a loved one has been recently diagnosed with cancer, it will take you beyond the and help you through the difficult days ahead.

    Exactly 4 months after my wedding, I started having killing headaches. I was in great shape otherwise, so I was not particularly concerned when the emergency room doctor told me he needed further scans. The medical consensus was that I had probably too much stress due to being distant from my spouse (visa issues!) and being newly-wed so…! However, my internist ordered a battery of tests. Even though everything else was ruled out, he was as shocked as I when the CT scan showed evidence of a metastatic disease.

    Life turned surreal as the medical tests began to determine what kind of cancer I had. It then became affirmed that I had a brain tumour!
    The days passed in slow motion as I waited to find out whether I was a candidate for surgery and then for the date of the surgery to arrive. When the details of the surgery were explained to me, they literally took my breath away and brought tears to my eyes. Although there was no evidence of cancer outside the tumour, the doctors recommended chemotherapy following the surgery. Again, I was absolutely terrified but I felt I had no choice. Three long months of chemo passed; it was pretty terrible, but not nearly as bad as I had imagined.
    The diagnosis and treatments wreaked havoc on my world. Perhaps because I was accustomed to being strong, self-reliant, in control and, of course, a little pushy. Suddenly, I was not in control; instead of giving help and support, I was accepting it. That too – from my parents who literally looked 40 years older in those 4 months! Without much warning, I was too tired and weak to walk around; instead of running miles, I was in bed too exhausted to even lift a book. The next thing I knew, I had changed from a healthy, newly-was, 22 year old into a cancer patient, a frail, fatigued and, once chemo began, somewhat bald, old lady.

    During this period, life revolved around cancer.
    No matter what your state of health, the diagnosis of cancer is overwhelming for the patient and for everyone close. Anxiety, sadness and depression are common for most cancer patients, and I was no exception. However, one fine morning, I finally thought to myself – no matter what, I have to win!
    Over five years, with chemo, radiation, immunotherapy and 13 surgeries – from a brain tumour to leukaemia, the battle still goes on! I suppose it is natural to take stock of the past when the future is so seriously threatened. Strange as is may sound, I feel like one very lucky woman: I am blessed with parents and friends to care for me; one special one who has grown from a friend by chance to a sister by choice! I had access to skilled and compassionate medical help from Tanzania to India! Not forgetting my teachers who try understand my situation and help me pursue my goals!

    Indeed life is uncertain and fragile for all of us
    In our society, it is easy go through the life rushing to get things done. Cancer is a reminder to live each day fully; to seize the opportunity to express love and appreciation to those we care about, to take the time to stop and notice little things that can make life so enjoyable, to help others and to remember to be thankful for whatever good fortune we have.

    Love you my mama, papa and bro! Oh and did you think I forgot you Afsheen?
    Thank you for all that you do! I am sorry for the days that I am low and tend to vent out on you! I only vent out on you because you are my source of strength.
    *Names changed for privacy.
    For all of you reading this – we are gateways to our emotions! Grief, anger, regret, sorrow and even pain! Nothing is strong enough to break you – except yourself! So love, live and laugh!

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