I\u2019m in a quandry. Ya\u2019ll know how I sort of spiraled into a depression a few months ago? And I\u2019ve been struggling to get out of it. Well, I\u2019m mostly on the other side of the fence and I\u2019m starting to feel and be me again, and that\u2019s fantastic. But now I have to face the things that brought me to the point of being depressed, or else I risk it happening again. And writing things out is one of the ways I work through things in my head. So here\u2019s what\u2019s going on right now with me, and at the end, I ask for your opinion on it, so please read this and give me a considered opinion. I would really appreciate it!<\/p>\n
~~~***~~~<\/strong><\/p>\n I don\u2019t know if I should sue for medical malpractice for several things that happened to me at one facility that caused harm to me and resulted in PTSD and other physical trauma as well, which persists some to this day\u2013including a scar that will never go away. It was, in my opinion, obvious malpractice. I\u2019m running close to the statute of limitations on this, so I have to decide if I want to move forward soon. But how do you know when it\u2019s right to sue versus when you\u2019re just \u2018sue-happy\u2019 as many Americans accuse others of? I don\u2019t want to be one of those people that others blame for rising healthcare costs because I\u2019m suing for something, but at the same time, I was emotionally, mentally, psychologically and physically damaged due to incompetence and error\u2013as well as a marked lack of compassion\u2013and I do believe I deserve some sort of recompense for that. Note I didn\u2019t say compensation, because really it\u2019s paying me back for the damage caused, not giving me something in exchange for it.<\/p>\n After it first happened, I could barely even talk about it. I was wheeled out on a gurney and burst into tears the moment I saw Lynn standing there. She held me, hugged me, cried with me in the recovery area. I mentioned it at the time and was assured nothing like that should have happened, but I was unable due to my emotional state to stand up for myself. I know that sounds like a cop-out. Anyone who knows me online would think that I am this strong, outspoken person, and for the most part, I am. But when YOU are the VICTIM, it changes things. You are in a vulnerable situation, and you feel raw and exposed and violated. And it\u2019s hard to stand up for yourself when you\u2019re like that. And for months after I COULD talk about it, I couldn\u2019t talk about it without crying. To this day, I have to choke back tears whenever I tell someone the story, and I\u2019ve tried to write it on this blog several times and I can\u2019t get through it.<\/p>\n I can\u2019t write it\u2026.<\/p>\n That\u2019s how you know it was REALLY traumatic for me. I can\u2019t write it.<\/p>\n But then, about two years later, I decided to allow them to do a second procedure, something different this time, but something I was assured would be very easy, in and out, everything would be fine.<\/p>\n And it wasn\u2019t. It wasn\u2019t fine at all.<\/p>\n Yep, they did this to me\u2026.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n I was left feeling exposed and violated again, used, lied to, manipulated\u2026 I feel they made me sign things with the promise of doing things one way just to get me to sign the papers, but then once you\u2019re in the operating room and strapped down to the table, anything can happen and you are literally powerless to do anything about it. Once they have your legs and arms and belly strapped to the table, arms out at the side, unable to move, difficult to breathe or talk, they can do just about anything to you they want\u2013and I liken it to being tortured in my brain now.<\/p>\n And for a long time after the third and final time things were bad, I decided that it was just me. I mean, when I talked to anyone about it and started to cry, I was almost instantly invalidated. They don\u2019t understand me though. I cry when I\u2019m angry. I hate it. I hate it because everyone misunderstands and wants to comfort me, and I want to punch them for it!<\/p>\n But when I would tell people, I was get the consolation, \u201cThere, there\u2026. it\u2019s all right\u2026 everyone is scared during medical procedures, that\u2019s just how it is\u2026\u201d and they actually convinced me that this was just how it is, that I was just dealing with my own active imagination and anxiety, and that I was the one being unreasonable.<\/p>\n They almost made me believe it.<\/p>\n Until I finally decided enough was enough, that I deserved better. I went to a new facility, a whole new facility with all my treatment, and I had the same three procedures done there with absolutely flawless precision and zero complications and a hell of a lot of understanding and compassion for my anxiety AND my past trauma. They talked me through everything, just like I asked them to, they gave my anxiety medication to help relax the anxiety I had about the procedure, and they did everything they could to make it as easy on me as possible. And when I realized how easy it really WAS and was supposed to be, I got even angrier at the other place for the trauma I had experienced.<\/p>\n If I\u2019d never known anything better, I\u2019d have never known the difference, and I would have died thinking *I* was the problem.<\/p>\n I sometimes wonder if that\u2019s the case with some domestic violence situations too. The victims just don\u2019t know that it\u2019s supposed to be better than that. They just don\u2019t know any difference. There\u2019s a line in a song that is poignant to me about that\u2026 it says, \u201cShe never even knew she had a choice\/ And that\u2019s what happens when the only voice she hears is telling her she can\u2019t\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Anyway, that\u2019s for an entirely different blog and a different theme, but that\u2019s where I was. I was a victim, and I finally KNEW that. It took me a while to get there, but now that I\u2019m there, I\u2019m angry.<\/p>\n But it\u2019s worse than that. You see, after getting the results from all these tests finally being done at the new facility, it becomes increasingly clear that the REASON I have CTEPH and had the PEs that caused it in the first case is THEIR FAULT! THEY MESSED UP and I nearly paid the ultimate price for it. I\u2019m fortunate that I lived through it, but in exchange, my life, my body, my existence has been radically altered in a negative way.<\/p>\n I\u2019m fucking angry\u2026 you have no idea. And I want them to pay. I want them to pay for every medical procedure I have to have from now until the day I die. And if I die early, which is pretty easy to do with a chronic terminal illness, then I want them to pay my family for the loss of my life.<\/p>\n But it\u2019s not about money. I don\u2019t need or care about money, though I\u2019d take it if they offered it to me. What I want is for them to fix it\u2013to take me back in time and make me well again and fucking listen to me when I tell them something is wrong and not just pat me on the back and tell me that I need to lose weight! When I tell them I think I\u2019ve thrown another clot, don\u2019t just patronize me and tell me that the warfarin (which I failed on) is at therapeutic levels\u2013fucking test me! When your own x-ray doctor tells you the V\/Q scan shows active NEW clots, don\u2019t send your patient HOME and blow them off and say they are nothing, while the other doctor looks at the patient and says he won\u2019t be responsible for sending me home! I was sent home! I could go on and on\u2026 but the clencher is, I am 100% certain that I and a good malpractice attorney can prove that I did not have to get CTEPH, that I could have prevented both the first and second and third round of clots that were thrown, and I if I hadn\u2019t prevented the PEs, I could have easily treated them and had them resolve instead of getting CTEPH, if the doctors had listened to me at several key steps along the way and actually TESTED me for the things I said were wrong instead of blowing me off.<\/p>\n But I can\u2019t go back in time and going to court and suing will never make me whole or healthy again.<\/p>\n So what I care about now is this: This place was a TEACHING facility. THIS TRAUMA I experienced is what they are teaching the students there. THAT is what\u2019s going out into the world and one day might treat you, your children or grandchildren, and they are learning to be with them the way they were with me. And this is a world-class facility that people would come to from all around. It\u2019s a public university system, which also means it treats some of our poorest patients too, people who don\u2019t often have a financial leg to stand upon and fight from.<\/p>\n But I have that financial leg to fight. I can do that.<\/p>\n What I wonder is if I have the strength to fight.<\/p>\n And it\u2019s more than just the emotional strength, because in a normal world, I am emotionally strong enough to withstand what they throw at me. But it will be HARD. I mean, damned hard, under the best of circumstances. But I\u2019m sick. Physically, I have to have oxygen 24\/7. Some days, getting out of bed is hard, and I don\u2019t think court is going to care that I am not feeling well\u2013I\u2019ll be expected to be there. It means being called dramatic. It means them using all my weaknesses against me, such as blaming the difficulty of the procedure on ME for things like the fluid overload (lifestyle) or my weight (I\u2019m obese\u2013most people are there days), or they\u2019ll blame it on my \u2018anxiety disorder\u2019, which I didn\u2019t actually ever have until this first procedure failed so miserably. I can prove my case, I know it, but it will mean having to defend myself.<\/p>\n That fight will take a lot out of me. And I don\u2019t know how much time I have left or what the quality of that time will be. It\u2019s already deteriorated quite a bit this year, and I worry it will just keep getting worse from here. Do I want to spend what\u2019s possibly the last years of my life fighting in court systems? Is my life worth saving other lives along the way and will it really make any difference to hold them accountable for what they did? Will it change anything for the positive?<\/span><\/p>\n I don\u2019t know how to answer these questions. I don\u2019t know what to do.<\/p>\n My family is no help. My mother basically was the one who told me she thinks I have a lawsuit. But RT & Lynn both say that they worry the fight will take too much of me and too much out fo me. They worry for my sanity through it all when the other side begins to tear me down. Arguably, it will be hard for them too, especially Lynn, since she\u2019s really the one who supports me through all the medical stuff. She\u2019s my rock, my shoulder, my crying partner, my squishy hand during procedures, my advocate and my caregiver extraordinaire. I would be dead without her, she\u2019s that amazing.<\/p>\n So I don\u2019t know what to do and I would seriously love to hear your opinions. I know you don\u2019t have all the facts, but just try to imagine yourself in my shoes\u2013then imagine you have the flu, all the time, every time you have to go to the attorney or court or whatever they require. Now\u2026 can you fight for yourself while you have the flu?<\/p>\n What are your thoughts? Opinions? ideas? worries? concerns? Things I might not have considered? Attorney referrals? lol<\/p>\n Love and stuff, I\u2019m in a quandry. Ya\u2019ll know how I sort of spiraled into a depression a few months ago? And I\u2019ve been struggling to get out of it. Well, I\u2019m mostly on the other side of the fence and I\u2019m starting to feel and be me again, and that\u2019s fantastic. But now I have to face […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-497","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-health"],"yoast_head":"\n
\nMichy<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"