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Remembering Wendy Pitts: A Beautiful Soul, Forever Missed

Wendy Pitts, PA-C 11.15.1968 - 5.11.2024

Wendy Pitts and I started ReGen Advanced Infusions in 2020. She had been diagnosed with ovarian cancer and was starting chemotherapy. We miss Wendy and thought we should let everyone get to know her a bit.

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great family vacations
We had some great family vacations. Wendy always made them fun.
Wendy was my protector
Wendy was my protector. When I was in pre-school, there were some kids who were bullying me. My mom enrolled Wendy in the same pre-school and the problem was solved.
ReGen-Office
Wendy and I started ReGen Advanced Infusions and Wellness in 2020. Our Nephew had been struggling with mental health and drove his car off a cliff. Thankfully he survived. He had been on several different medications for his depression but nothing was working. After his accident and some inpatient treatment, someone suggested he try ketamine. It changed his life.
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Wendy and Chris together
Wendy found and married this guy and they made each other super happy. Chris is now a part of our family.
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Co-Workers at St. Joseph's Hospital emergency
Wendy was loved by everyone she came in contact with. The more time anyone spent with her made people love her more.
My Co-Workers at St. Joseph's Hospital emergency department would bully me. Then Wendy got a job in the emergency department and the problem was solved.
Wendy and Elsie with Paul stalking in the background.

Our dad, Grant Bishop, shared some great memories of Wendy

When she was working with me in Prescott, we went to lunch. On the way out of the parking lot, I saw a beggar woman, so I told Wendy to pull over so I could give her some money. I did not have a 5 or a 10 dollar bill, so I hesitated just for a minute. Sensing my hesitation, Wendy pushed me on the shoulder and said, “Oh, give her the 20.”
 
Wendy went on a “girls trip” several years ago. The main complaint the “girls” had was that she spent her time giving 5 dollar bills away to street people. After she died I told Chris about it. He said, “Let me tell you about our honeymoon.” He told me that while on their honeymoon, Wendy got up early one morning and told him she was going down to the lobby and would meet him there when he was ready. After getting ready, he went down to the lobby and couldn’t find her, so he went outside and found her sitting in the gutter with a homeless woman, giving financial and emotional support.
 
 
Grant Bishop shared some great memories

When she was close to death, I mentioned what courage it took to make the decision to go home. I told her the power she had in suffering with dignity. She said, “Dad, I am just trying to live like I was taught.”

I love what she taught me.

Memories are from Wendy's nephew, Sawyer Skinner

 Wendy really cared about animals. It was obvious with how she cared for her rescued greyhounds.  But it also goes back to when I was little and she had her dog Tucker. I remember her showing me how to take care of him when he would have seizures, how patient she was when playing or walking with him because he was so much slower than Flanders, and when he would lose control of his bladder, she never got upset about it she just took care of him.

One of my favorite memories was when she took me, Jackson, and Dakota to Best Friends animal shelter for a weekend to volunteer, helping take care of the dogs, pigs, and birds. Or when she took Jackson and me to Discovery Cove, she mentioned how she liked how much more ethical they were than Sea World.

I think this also extended from animals to just anyone or anything that was vulnerable. Based on what she would tell me growing up, I think a lot of her worldview was shaped by the injustices she saw. The first thing I remember her saying along these lines was for kids born into bad situations. Then once she got into medicine, she would talk about how badly she wished she could change the medical system because of how so many people aren’t properly cared for. And all of that concern she felt for everyone else culminated in her career path, and starting ReGen.
And I think it all had a big impact on probably everyone that knew her. It definitely had an impact on me, and I would bet it played no small part in how deeply Jackson (Wendy’s son) cares about animals and the vulnerable people in our society.

Memories from our neighbor, Nathan Strand

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She didn’t ask any prying questions just friendly casual chat. I don’t remember anyone talking to me like before. She took me to Parson’s Bakery and bought me a cookie or donut then drove me home and dropped me off. I never did get to talk to her about that and thank her, but it always meant a lot and just stuck with me.
The farthest I ever “ran away”, I usually only made it to the corner of our street. But this time, I made it down Fifth (South) about where Medical Drive comes out. Beautiful day… she (Wendy) was leaning on her car, thumbing through some mail. Just as cool as she could be and just look(ed) up at me and said, “What are you doing?”, then, “Well, get in, let’s go for a drive”. I felt a rush of peace and care, and safe, though for a second I thought it was another adult about to lay into me with a lecture. But the feeling of peace just took over and I relaxed. 
Memories from our neighbor
Memories from our neighbor, Nathan Strand