Originally posted by: Perknose
Originally posted by: cherrytwist
Don't talk to me about ERs. I was turned away twice while having congestive heart failure due to a bad aortic valve.
They knew I was a Marfanite, however did not perform the proper tests to determine the cause of the symptoms.
The 3rd time I was rushed to another hospital for an emergency Aortic Valve replacement, this at the ripe old age of
I considered a lawsuit, but I survived. I could have pursued it for pain and suffering but I'm not the typical American who will sue just because I can. What I wanted they couldn't give me. The 6 weeks back that I was suffering and wondering wtf was wrong with me.
Ouch!

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My wife was moved too soon from the ICU after her esophagectomy. I came in that morning and they were moving her, wouldn't let me see her. I tracked down her lead doctor, and when I told him they were moving her, I saw him literally get white in the face. They kept me in some out of the way waiting room, alone, for nearly an hour. During the move, Jessie (my wife) aspirated stomach bile into both of her lungs. When they let me see her again, she was back in ICU, in a coma. She never made it back to consciousness, and 30 days later, she died. She was 42.
She deserved better.
I could have sued for some big bucks, in fact, I was urged to sue, but I did receive what I still consider some good advice. If you sue, the case can drag on for YEARS, it is not a pretty process, and the purple wound of your loss remains just that the whole damn time, opened and reopened by lawyers.
This was the goddamned Hospital of the University of Pennsylvania, and her presiding surgeon was head of the department and had done more successful esophagectomies in the last 20 years than anyone in the nation. His brother is head of the same dept. at Jefferson Hospital, and
his son is a prominent surgeon in the same field.
Sometimes you do all you humanly can and Fate still turns its cold icy back on you. But, rich man, poor man, that's just the way it is . . . and, with you or without you, life goes blindly, busily bumbling on. If you stand and sulk in the corner, Life does not give a good rat's ass.
You don't get to take your toys with you, and no one is exempt. In the end, ALL you really have is your personal honor, your integrity, and the true friends you have made and known along the way.
But see? THAT'S what makes this life, this ephemeral, evanescent gift, this almost "unbearable lightness of being", the unmatched treasure it is.
May you greet the morning sun, as I am about to, secure in the knowlege that
Today is a good day to die.
No one can ever take from you what you would freely surrender anyway.