Over the past several days, Neelu Berry has been turning her sister’s terminal illness into a spectator sport. Really, there’s no other way to describe it. In a series of live-streamed Facebook videos, she’s demonstrated a combination of paranoia, delusion, Freeman on the Land woo, pseudo-medical nonsense, and sheer madness that’s been hard to ignore.
Here’s a very brief synopsis:
According to a Facebook live-stream on Tuesday, 5 June, (viewable in this Google Drive folder) her sister was rushed to the hospital and admitted to the resuscitation unit, where Neelu claimed she was being “poisoned”.
In typical Neelu fashion, she then launched into an incomprehensible stream of gibberish, touching on topics as diverse as the recent “Common Law Grand Jury” in Glastonbury last weekend, mysterious death incubators in the basements of hospitals, her belief that false teeth are made from the bones of the dead, and her plan to “keep her fingers crossed and pray”.
She did allow as how her “professional bit came in” when she was talking to the hospital staff, which made them “a bit tense”, but overall she seemed relatively sanguine: her sister had been given antibiotics, which she said she couldn’t fault, and staff was listening to the wishes of the family.
Of course it wouldn’t be a Neelu video without a healthy splash of paranoia: she said her sister was only 52, so the hospital would would have to do their best to help her—”She’s too young. It wouldn’t look good if they didn’t try”.
And there was the obligatory bash at the NHS: “The NHS is prostituted by the pharmaceutical industry, and all its professional bodies are pimps, profit pimps”.
Neelu ended the video with a discourse on how to sprout mung beans—”not the shiny ones”—and an exhortation to meditate and pray, as this would heal the world. For Neelu, this was pretty tame stuff.
The next day, the gloves came off. In Neelu’s second video, she opened with her usual oddly girlish, “Hellooooo…” but then noted that while she was smiling, she should really be crying, as her sister’s situation was “not looking good”.
She read out a report she’d apparently sent to the hospital, in which she claimed that the anaesthetists in the Intensive Care Unit (ICU) had given a “medical fraud DNR notice to end the life of her sister in two days, in an ambush using an ICU locum anaesthetist”.
She referred to the anaesthetist, whose identity she questioned (because of course she did) as the “death man”, and claimed that the oncologist and another doctor were acting as his “agents”.
Neelu disputed her sister’s diagnosis of stage IV breast cancer, claiming that it was only stage III and that it could be treated abroad. She noted that the anaesthetist had been unable to show her where the cancer had spread to the lungs or liver, and said that all her sister required was treatment for low potassium and sodium levels, which had led to the collapse that had sent her to hospital.
Her sister was heavily sedated, she said, and her blood pressure had dropped to dangerously low levels; Neelu claimed that her sister was about to become a victim of drug-induced assassination.
She began throwing about her usual Freeman on the Land gibberish, referring to “DNR frauds” and “sedation frauds”, and demanding that her sister be treated with antibiotics…for her cancer.
Neelu mentioned several times that she wanted to send her sister to a Mexican cash-extraction service (thanks, Smut Clyde!) called “Oasis of Hope”, where she could receive “alternative” therapies.
And she described a new-to-us theory of “DNR frauds being used when they want to launder patients to hospices”. Confused by this talk of patient laundering? You’re not alone. Turns out that Neelu believes that hospices use up patients’ assets, at which point they end the patient’s life. Not sure how this translates to “laundering”, but that’s Neelu for you.
If the NHS isn’t doing DNR frauds and sedation frauds, they’re laundering patients in hospices. Oh, and let’s not forget the all-important assassination frauds: on Planet Zog, apparently “cancer is an assassination fraud”.
By Friday, 8 June, Neelu was under full sail.
Claiming that the hospital was “conspiring to continue to deny treatment, causing infections, refusing to treat new infections, not monitoring (her sister), not giving electrolytes, only giving local oxygen, and still under the kill plan”, she gave out the address at the hospital, and urged her followers to call and harass the ward nurses.
“They’re continuing with the DNR fraud, but as part of a ‘go home to die’ plan”, she said. However, she seemed most offended that the hospital was denying her as “next of kin”, even though later in the video she admitted that her other sister had been named as such.
“They have got internal surveillance going on against me,” she claimed, noting that the nurses on the floor had stopped responding to her harassing phone calls. “This is about the UK deliberately denying people treatment, so as to pump them with pharmaceuticals which kill the patients before the cancer does”.
Giving out the hospital’s number, Neelu said she wanted her friends and followers to call the hospital and tell them that her sister is being held hostage in a kill plan— she’s been injected with a bug that caused a boil or abscess on her right breast”.
“I would like people to say they’re (Neelu’s sister’s) cousin, brother, aunt, uncle, nephews, nieces…” she said. “Say there are a million supporters, she doesn’t want to be there, she wants alternative treatment and antibiotics. The CEO has been put on notice to cease and desist the kill plan on my sister, and I would like people to call the ward and the main hospital number”.
Enough is enough
At this point, HR commenter Tinribs decided it was time to take action:
OK, I just couldn’t sit back and allow this harassment to continue without doing anything about it, so I’ve just called the ward and had a conversation with a senior member of staff. Forewarned is forearmed and all that. I’ve alerted her to Neelu’s video and posts calling for people to phone the ward pretending to be relatives of Dolly and harass the staff; I’ve given her Neelu’s three most commonly used pseudonyms in case she tries calling under an assumed name; I’ve told them about the allegations of attempted murder; and I’ve told them about Michael Evans’ threat to go to the hospital to confront the staff and Sucheta Kumari’s vow to call them pretending to be Dolly’s cousin Sue. Oh and I also told her that nurses and other hospital staff do a brilliant job and shouldn’t have to put up with people like this. She was very responsive and took down notes, names etc. and seemed very appreciative.
We’d like to offer Tinribs our heartfelt congratulations and thanks for taking the initiative on this. We’re sure the hospital appreciated his warning, and we hope it helps them stave off Neelu and her band of loonies.
A letter to the CEO
Not satisfied with merely harassing the ward staff about her sister’s care, Neelu wrote to the hospital’s CEO:
To his credit, the CEO responded quickly and firmly:
Thank you for your email.
I understand that your sister, ******* *********’s next of kin is fully aware of the treatment plan for [her], so I would politely ask that you discuss your concerns with her.
As you are not [her] next of kin I cannot comment further, other than to say that we always aim to provide the highest standard of care to all our patients and their families.
I do wish ******* a full and speedy recovery
[Chief Executive, BHRUH NHS Trust]
Meanwhile, Neelu’s friends have been quick to offer medical advice and moral support:
Doesn’t this just warm the cockles of the heart? It’s so good to know that when Neelu goes careening off the deep end, her friends are there to support her with common sense solutions and messages of hope and comfort.