My last post was about my son being robbed and assaulted on his way home from school. Since that post the kid who assaulted him has plead guilty to felony robbery and will be sentenced next week. In the mean time he was placed in an alternative school but is still out running around doing [...]
When you are sick and need to visit a doctor do you ever, ever, think about what that doctor was doing an hour or two beforehand? Let me tell you a little story, give you some food for thought.
Once upon a time, there was a young lady named “S”. “S” was 23, pretty and newly divorced. Her ex had taken their son and run halfway across the country with him. She was very depressed and suffered from chronic migraines. Her doctor had her visiting numerous specialists to rule out different health problems. One of these specialists was a surgeon named “Gus”. The first time S met Gus she was at her doctors office and was told that there was a visiting surgeon she should see. She sat patiently in the waiting room. Gus came in and smiled, talked to her for a few minutes then turned her around and unzipped her dress, there was no nurse present and S was to naive to think anything was wrong, she had always trusted her doctors. Gus seemed genuinely concerned with her health. He called frequently to see how she was doing. S began to think that Gus really cared about her and began spending extra time with him. Lunches and dinners at nice restaurants led to more intimate time spent together. During this time S was becoming more and more depressed and started taking a lot of prescription medicine to help her feel better, to numb herself. She was dating three men, the doctor (who was married, A navy guy (who was married) and an electrical engineer from Slovania (who was married). She was a complete wreck and exhibiting very self destructive behavior. These crazy relationships came to a head on a freezing day in December. The doctor and S went to Union Station for a really nice dinner. After dinner they walked to the car which was parked in a parking garage. When Gus got to the ticket booth he couldn’t find his ticket so he squeezed on the gas until the gate broke, maybe he had to much wine at dinner? Anyway, the police showed up and handcuffed him. S got and attitude and they handcuffed her to. They ended up in a DC holding cell. S was terrified. They managed to get out after about 30 minutes. Gus took her home and tried to make her feel better. they decided to drive out to Annapolis where he kept his yacht. It was freezing. Gus fixed a couple drinks and pulled out a bag of pot, they couldn’t go out on the water because he was on call. So they just hung out and got trashed. S knew this had to stop so she moved back home to be around her family. But, you really can’t run away from depression. Gus kept calling. He even started calling in perscriptions for her to keep her interested. S even flew to DC a few times, to keep him interested so he would keep calling in perscriptions for her. What a f- – ed-up relationship that was! S was sinking deeper and deeper, taking more and more pills everyday. She missed her son and instead of doing something about it she chose to stopping feeling anything at all. She ended up in the ICU after taking 60 pills at once.
I wonder if all this would have happened if she had not been “helped” by Doctor “Gus”? This guy smoked pot and drank while on call for surgery. Can doctors be trusted? Do we really have a choice? I guess it’s really up to the patient to research and hope that if the doctor you are researching is screwed up that they have been caught at it so there is a record somewhere. Or, you can just take a chance and hope you get lucky.
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