(Jowell Jones was only 26 years old with her whole life ahead of her when she was tragically cut down by alleged negligent health care. Many girls close to her were interviewed for this story, so this is a composite of those observations. Only first-hand eyewitness accounts are recorded. Witness stories were not verified by medical staff, nor were they available for comment.)

Over the summer of 2023, Jowell became ill with fatigue, nausea, and bloating, and had trouble even keeping water down. Her close friend said she lay there on her bunk for 3 weeks not eating and turning yellow. (jaundice.) Jowell became thin and gaunt….. described as “skin and bones”. Her friends report she put in one HNR after another, and when seen by medical, received the usual ” drink more water.”

Finally, when a blood test was done Ms. Jones was rushed to the hospital 911. The women in C2 estimate she was gone for 2 and a half months, with that time apparently spent between the hospital and IPC. During the time in hospital, she was diagnosed with leukemia and was treated with chemotherapy.

When she returned to the yard she was described as thriving and “her usual perky self.” In October of 2023, Jones received the good news that she was in remission and cancer-free! Allegedly, she complained her treatment at Carlos medical was “hit and miss.”

On Christmas day Jowell started another downward spiral with nausea, vomiting, and blisters on her lips. Jowell told Provider Johns that this felt just like “last time” and she couldn’t eat anything. Johns told her this was just a reaction to chemo and to go “back to your bunk and drink more water.” Soon, Jones developed huge swollen lips, with blood leaking out of them. She was so embarrassed that she started to wear a mask to reduce stares.

On January 10th, during one of these begging trips to medical, Steve Madrid felt pity on her and started an IV to help with her dehydration. He also observed a huge (twice the size of a softball) black growth on her calf. By this time her gums were the color of chocolate, and swelling so bad there was no way she could eat.

Allegedly, when she told a guard (we have his name) that she needed a wheelchair to get back to her cube, this guard said, “You need to walk, you’re not life or death ya know.” (Actually, the poor girl only had 36 hours to live, this incident was January 10th). Two friends held her up for the walk back. This was the way they described her “The bleeding lips, black growth on her leg, completely jaundiced, and she was bleeding so profusely out of the IV wound, that blood covered her shirt and pants.” Reportedly, only 20 minutes passed before medical called her back….they had just gotten her most recent lab results. This time Jones was in a wheelchair and was told she was going to the hospital.

You readers thought she went out 911? Oh contrare’! This woman endured 5 hours of AGONY sitting in medical waiting for a prison van and transport team. Why did it take so long? They “are short-staffed on transport guards.” Why not call an ambulance? Could it be about money???

Jowell Jones fought for her life until her family removed artificial means of keeping her alive, at 11:45pm January 13th 2024. Only 26 years old. Only had 9 months left to serve on a DUI. Another life ended in Perryville.

(Ed. note: The other allegation raised by her close friends, that we can’t verify is Three people say Jowell was desperate for a chemo treatment that was 4 weeks late. She asked why and Naphcare said, “Our pharmacy is out of that medication now.” When someone’s life is on the line, Naphcare should have found that chemotherapy drug somewhere, anywhere, and administered it to her.)

A minimum security dorm-style warehouse has 8×6 cubes in 12 rows x 12 columns. The cube is completely open because the partitions of this living space only come up to your hip. The security cameras can see, the guards can see, and all the residents can see every cube. There is absolutely no privacy.

A 47-year-old woman gyrates in her cube to tunes no one can hear but her. She changes tempo and strips to her underwear. This turns into a dirty dancing routine. I’m praying for a guard to come by and stop the madness so she can get help. The guards come, but they walk by without a glance in her direction. Now, she’s tearing every piece of paper into bits and throwing it on her bed. Her dances are frenetic activity… touchdown gestures…pointing to the ceiling… gangster moves..acting out shooting a gun…repeat. Her voices tell her to get on the floor to fold and refold a rag. There’s quite a conversation going on with all the imaginary people in her head. She’s wearing herself out trying to be all the people in this group….jump there…move back..talk to someone over there…no over here.

The neighbors in adjoining cubes are numb to it. Or they’re tired of watching. Or are they afraid they might be next?

Last time they came to get her was awful. (Please see article *The most BRUTAL thing I’ve ever seen in Perryville*) But they brought her back after 72 hours, no counseling, no medication. This mentally ill person has 3 more years of incarceration. I’m trying to imagine what she’ll be like if, and when she gets out. Will she be like some women I see going to the gate, with the thousand-yard stare? A walking zombie? Will she kill herself like the woman did on Cruz recently?

This country doesn’t care about its most vulnerable citizens, and red states like Arizona care even less.