By: A. Davis of Dallas, TX
I was a successful business man and sales rep for a semi-conductor company. I made a great living, and I worked and played hard. In 2000 I began having really bad headaches. I continued to work every day, but was going through MRIs and CT scans in the hope of finding a reason for them. They would go away for a few months, and then return worse than ever. This went on for a few years. In May of 2003, just after my 27th birthday, I was sent for a spinal-tap as a standard testing procedure. I took the day off, as I was told, and made the appointment. I didn’t know that I would NEVER return to work, and would loose everything. The doctor that performed the procedure was, “On call” and came in to help because they had booked too many patients. Nobody knew she had been drinking. She crippled me for life. Not only that, but I am a Level-10 Chronic Pain Patient. I’ve had 17 spine procedures to attempt to help with the pain on some level. However, the nerves are so severely damaged, there is nothing else that can be done. If that wasn’t bad enough… I filed my lawsuit just before the malpractice limit was passed into law. I had a 50 Million Dollar lawsuit. My lawyer knew that after the law passed, his business was down the tubes. So…he took a bribe form the insurance company, and dropped me at the last moment. He had my case for 23 and one-half months of the 24 month window for the lawsuit. With less than two weeks left…nobody would take my case, and I got NOTHING. Keep in mind that for all this time, I had been told what I expected. “These things take time”, “It’s a no-brainer lawsuit, and everybody knows she was at fault…don’t worry” and “Don’t worry about these medical bills…you’ll be more than covered.” Then I got NOTHING! I can’t even sue the doctor, because the former employee of his that told me refused to go on the record, and there is no proof. Now I suffer every second of every day. I’m in a wheelchair, and I lost everything. I live off of a small Social Security check, and my parents. Medical bills from the procedures (That Continue) and Medications have wiped-out my family. So next time you feel like bitching because nobody will go out with you…think of me. Then get-up…and walk.