Dear Dorothy,
I and my husband were elated to get your message. I read your
book aloud to him yesterday. I had to stop many times because rage and
sobbing overtook me. In no way does my experience reach the level of
criminal sociopathy as does yours, ( I would like to see some of the Docs
you mentioned do Hard Time ) but the system that breeds it is the
system your Jenny and I shared. I have been on both sides of the story.
I
thank God that my financial circumstances did not force me to hang on to my
job at Kaiser to support my children, so I can look back and say I was,
without fail, a patient advocate. I got away with it for a long time. As I
said, I am paranoid right now because I do not understand the Law. I
don,t really know what is illegal to say about actual people. I think I
maybe working with "your Mr Lazar" I hope not. but at any rate I will
write you today. I feel I can trust you....1 feel I already know you. I would
love you to call. However at this point I can't promise I won't cry and believe me,
it is the last thing I would want to do...to upset you.
Susy is the name my mom called me. She is passed over early
because of the same neglect I am 60, but five years ago I could outlast my
daughter on the rock n roll dance floor. I felt 29 and was happy with my looks.
Now I am in wheel chair and walker situation. Staph.infection
undiagnosed, broken hip due to the Staph. drug-seeker label... the whole mess.
My husband,, "saint" Wayne, cared for me for months while I had no
hip at all and was bedridden. Bedpans and all that implies . Indwelling
cath. IVs, heparin flushes, and day after day.....tomato soup, we both cried
when we came to that part of your book. Well, nuff-said. I plan on writing
a hand written letter to you as I can sit up to the computer a limited
time.
My name is Kathy ****.
Thank you so very very much for writing. And God bless you also.
we prayed for your whole family last night.
Love, Kathy.
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