Tuesday, March 27, 2018

Medical Malfeasance

    I won't go so far back as a missing (later shredded) X-ray report which was a potential difference between  life and death, or to a print out of a report that sighted an artificial heart valve. Those were some years ago.  I'll cite only the events of the past year:
      July:   Instead of a scheduled simple ultrasound for a kidney stone follow-up, I was handed a blanket, led down the long hospital  hallway to a treatment room where I was told to prepare to be there for at least 3 hours.  I had to rebel. Nope, wrong person.
     November:  Wrong readings on ultrasound report with ominous findings led me to undergo major surgery.  Pathology report showed no such finding.  Oops!
    February:  Routine follow up office visit morphed into my being handed a pill and cup of water prior to office surgery, a cystoscopy, whatever that is. Oops!
    March------I'm so angry this time I can't even talk about it.
   
 
         

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