Thank you for your kind interest and when I redo my website,
a project in progress, I will put a link up about yours
on my "Links" page.
As you know, my liver is being destroyed by a bile duct
injury gotten from a careless surgeon; its not hepatitis
C but the results aand symptoms are the same and nothing
can reverse it once it starts and is alllowed to progress
past a certain point.
There is an updated and more extensive version of "My
Five Minutes" on my website; you are welcome to freely
use any of my material as you see fit.
Thank you for your kind words, support, and interest.
There is an awful lot of suffering going on out there;
I hear from hundreds of people a year and you probably
Below is a recent article an honest doctor asked me to
write and his family hand-carried it to Washington and
delivered it to the government offices there in person.
Laparoscopic cholecystectomy was introduced
in my area the winter of 1990-91. There were a lot
of surgeons to be trained at once, who needed to do 3-8
procedures apiece in order to get certified and meet their
credentialing quotas, and not enough "teaching/training
material" to go around for all.
The scramble was on to get certified as fast
This new surgery was very dangerous, with an unreported
injury rate of 80% in the hands of novices, who make their
worst mistakes in the first 20 of these surgeries they
perform. In the introductory phase of laparoscopic cholecystectomy,
all were novices so the injury rate was astronomical.
(Archives Of Surgery 2001; 136.1287-1292)
I say the injury rate is much higher than reported ten
years after-the-fact; the retrospective study cited above
only counts the cases repaired within 90 days of injury.
Regardless, an 80% injury rate is shocking. That
80% injury rate was deliberately concealed from the public
until 2001; nobody in their right mind would have agreed
to undergo an ELECTIVE procedure with just a 20% chance
of coming through it well.
Potential patients were deliberately lied to
about the safety of this new procedure in order to elicit
confidence and compliance:
the teaching hospitals and training centers needed to
gather as many warm bodies as possible, as quickly as
possible, for the initial, large training swarm.
Bile duct injury is one of the worst complications in
abdominal surgery; it is virtually untreatable even in
the best of hands. Repairs are best left to specialists
at specialty centers equipped to handle work this delicate
and complicated. Morbidity and mortality is determined
by early, proper intervention. The proper aftercare
is expensive, uncertain, and lifelong.
The health insurers did not want to foot the enormous
bill for all the serious, and expensive, injuries caused
by the doctors-in-training so it was decided that the
patients injured would be placed in a sociopathically
inhumane "program" of fast and cheap disposal:
they would be discharged untreated, their increasing symptoms
ignored or masqueraded to other causes, they'd be offered
symptomatic relief only, emotionally battered into silence
and despair, and allowed to die. The deaths would
be written off to other causes and the families forced
to carry the financial burden.
Medical "care" would be offered only to accelerate
the injury; the victims would be at a terrible disadvantage
and unable to protect themselves with the correct diagnosis
Definitive testing is absolutely denied no matter how
many times we ask for it: NONE OF US ARE ALLOWED
TO HAVE A MRI OF THE INJURED AREA EVEN WHEN WE OFFER TO
PAY FOR IT OURSELVES. I have been asking for
a MRI for eleven years now; my previous family doctor
wrote an order for one just to show me what would happen
if he did: every lab in town refused to perform it! The
unperformed order is scanned and posted on my website.
Meanwhile, waiting to die untreated, the medical syndicate
maximizes their opportunities and uses these victims up.
Their assets are plundered/pirated by various means, first
and foremost is a standardized battery of expensive, painful,
and dangerous unnecessary testing, which is stacked on
for the already-known injury and an enormous medical debt
is run up. The reasoning and justification being: "where
these victims are heading, they won't be needing any of
their money; someone might as well take it and it might
as well be us -the early bird gets the worm"
and the medical syndicate makes sure they are first in
line for the injury victim's estates one way or another;
the injury victims are mined for all that can be extracted.
No redress or relief is allowed through the courts
except for a rare few "showcases". Because
access to the courts is blocked, these victims eventually
become financially enslaved to the very ones who injured
them. If they do not pay the huge medical debt run up
on them, liens are clapped on their homes and retirement
funds at work, or their spouse's assets.
After injury, these particular victims become classified
as "scrap" and
every surgery done solely for student training purposes
is stacked onto them that can be, the justification being
"they are dying anyhow so why
not?" The most dangerous surgery training,
experimentation, drug and device testing, is saved for
this category of injury victims. There is plenty of coercion
involved: if the target doesn't agree to the recommended
surgery pain control and symptomatic relief gets cut off
and the victim has to "earn"
it back by allowing themselves to be used as a guinea
pig for the medical students to practice surgery on: no
surgery means no pain control. "Punitive
medicine" is being practiced and
Withholding pain control is used as a tool of coercion
in another way too: the injury victims who do not follow
the explicit order to be silent about their doctor-caused
injury gets cut off pain control as punishment.
(I spent several years cut off pain control and symptomatic
relief as punishment for my patient's-rights activism)
These injury victims are called a "sacrifice"
and told "it is okay to sacrifice
a few to benefit many!" by the ones who used
their lives up to advance their own agendas.
The medical malpractice insurers did not want to pay
out every valid claim; they would respond to just one
class of injury victim: the cases that collapsed before
discharge from the hospital and could not be masqueraded
to other causes. If forced to pay out every valid
claim for the thousands of injuries created in the introductory
phase of this dangerous new surgery, they'd all quickly
go broke. It was just plain cheaper to use us up
and kill us off after injury by deliberate, systematic,
neglect and abuse.
I witnessed something very odd back when this new surgery
was being introduced in my area in the winter of 1990-91:
all of a sudden too many people around me were coming
down sick with an "epidemic"
of some sort. They had miserable stomach symptoms that
sent them running to doctor's offices and the emergency
rooms begging for relief.
In December of 1990 my husband was hospitalized for about
three weeks, after suffering several weeks of increasing
intestinal misery that wore him down to skin stretched
over bone. His doctor did a culture before he was
hospitalized and told him he was infected with an organism
"usually found in animals"
but would not tell him what the organism was called. We
did not know the awful things we do now so paid little
attention to it.
My husband was sick all winter and into the spring.
At the same time, starting in the autumn of 1990, just
like my husband's illness began, I started having bouts
of indigestion at night like nothing I had ever experienced
before; it started off slow and increased to the point
it was happening every night after dinner; eventually
I started vomiting for hours at a stretch. I wrote
it off to the stress of having a sick husband and three
children at home to take care of alone... but I was wrong
in that assumption.
My oldest son, a teenager, started having stomach problems
that increased to where he was vomiting blood; the doctors
he sought relief from acted like it was nothing to worry
about at all and offered no intervention whatsoever, which
I thought was very odd under the circumstances. No
matter where he went for help he got the brush-off. Strange.
My neighbors were having stomach problems too, going
in for tests and so on.
My relatives were also sick.
Many are still sick.
My daughter's boyfriend is still sick.
It seemed like everyone around us were getting hit with
this thing, although we had no idea what it could be at
the time or why it was happening; I'd overhear conversations
in public places of people complaining about odd digestive
problems. I was also hearing about lots of people
having gallbladder surgery, which I seldom heard before.
In my lifetime I had run across just a handful of people
who had gallbladder surgery; suddenly everyone was getting
it. I paid little attention to that phenomenon also.
Soon after, prescription drugs like Tagamet, Zantac,
Pepcid, Prilosec, and such became over-the-counter so
I guess we were not the only ones to note the strange
and sudden national "epidemic"
and actively respond to it: the marketplace quickly responded
to this sudden, large "need".
June 3rd, 1991 I woke to a boring pain at the pit of
my stomach. I had never been sick a day in my life
up to that point. It didn't go away so I went to
see my family doctor. He gave me what I later learned
all sick like this got from their doctors: Tagamet, Librax,
and Tylenol 3. I got better for a short while, then
I got much worse.
One night I was vomiting so much I went to an ER.
Without examining me thoroughly or performing the proper
testing, the ER doctor told me I needed to have my gallbladder
taken out and gave me a referral to the teaching hospital's
laparoscopic training center -one of the two set up in
this city to train laparoscopic cholecystectomy. The
ER doctor said: "we have this
great new way of doing it; what are you waiting for!?"
and was very pushy about it.
Later, I find out all referring doctors get a bonus/kick-back
for each referral they make to the teaching hospital's
resident/student training program.
Some doctors were so eager to make referrals, I learned
much later when it was too late, that they were sending
people in for gallbladder surgery who came into the ER
for bruised ribs gotten at a fall; my sister was referred
by an ER doctor who did not even examine her -if he had
examined her, he would have seen her big scar and known
she'd already had her gallbladder removed 20 years prior!
The elderly retired and housewives seemed to be the primary
targets of this atrocity.
I had little contact with the medical community at that
point in time and was not savvy to the things I am savvy
to now. I did not know enough then to question the
ask for the proper testing; I did not know what the proper
testing consisted of. I certainly did not know about
the two special laparoscopic "training
centers" set up in our city.
If I knew then what I know now I would have demanded
that they "show me the pictures"
and prove the diagnosis and perform the proper diagnostic
testing; if I truly had gallstones I'd have better chosen
the non-invasive treatments like ursodiol dissolution
But I was trusting and ignorant, did not question the
connection between everyone around me getting sick all
at once, and all of a sudden so many people were being
told they needed their gallbladders taken out... that
In short, I was just a cookie-baking housewife whose
world began and ended at the property line and made the
perfect target for a flim-flam of this magnitude.
I went to the surgeon's group I was referred to; the
surgeon I saw at the appointment recommended surgery strongly
and actively discouraged all the other treatment options.
He gave me printed literature provided by the laparoscopic
equipment manufacturer and some homemade material extolling
the virtues of this new procedure and discouraging the
other treatment options.
He did not perform the proper pre-op testing but I had
no idea at the time what the proper testing was, just
trusted blindly. I believed him when he said I needed
gallbladder surgery thinking he was basing his recommendation
on the test results.
All of the tests were negative anyhow.
He did not tell me this before surgery; I found out two
years later when I asked for copies of my paper file at
The surgeon told me he was excited because the hospital
had just purchased new laser equipment and he was anxious
to use it: I'd be having a laser gallbladder surgery.
He told me it was superior because it cuts and cauterizes
at the same time.
He did not tell me that combining two new technologies
without mastering either first is especially dangerous
and increases risk of damage. He also did not tell
me what a bile duct injury actually means, that it is
a death sentence. He said: "once
we nicked one...but closed it with one stitch"
like it was easily repaired that way. He left out
the part where the biliary system is very scar-prone because
it has a limited blood supply and that this scarring can
close off bile ducts and kill.
The printed literature my surgeon gave me were filled
with deliberate and calculated lies: it lied about the
safety of this new procedure and who would actually be
performing it. It lied about the response I could
expect if something were to go wrong. It also lied
about the actual repairability of a bile duct injury and
what it means in real life.
He also did not tell me that the hospital is a teaching
hospital and that they get paid by the government to train
residents who are under the protection of "sovereign
immunity", and that their green trainees
are sneaked in after patients are anesthetized to perform
the surgeries under the supervision of the already-trained,
experienced, surgeons we consult and are deliberately
misled to believe will be performing our surgeries themselves.
These surgeons, who train the students for the teaching
hospitals, quote only their OWN death and injury rates
for this particular surgery knowing full well that a student
is going to be sneaked in to do it instead-flagrantly
violating the laws and spirit of informed consent. There
is a vast difference in death and injury rates between
a practicing surgeon and a student trainee ---especially
for an area of the body as unforgiving and scar-forming
as the biliary system.
To make a very long and detailed story short, I was operated
on August 9, 1991 and was severely injured: bile duct
injury. The injury was repaired with an ineffective
quicky, cheapo, graft that could be sneaked in through
a one-inch cut at the uppermost trocar site and is useful
only to keep injury victims alive long enough to do their
dying outside the hospital after discharge so the deaths
could be written off to other causes, unreported and concealed.
My injury and bad repair were hidden from me just like
what was done to everyone else "sacrificed"
to the initial training frenzy of laparoscopic cholecystectomy
and I was discharged the next day. The injury manifested
immediately: at home I got sick and my symptoms quickly
increased. Two days after discharge I got very sick
and my husband called EMS; they come to the house but
refused to transport me! Odd. The EMS staff
told me to call my surgeon and find out what he wants
to do instead; the surgeon told me to go to the hospital
ER but still EMS won't transport so we go in our car.
I return to the ER and am sent back home again.
I see my surgeon at the follow-up visit and he is acting
very strange, like a whole different personality.
I start to talk about the odd symptoms and he leaves the
Later, I get much worse; I call him up and he gives me
a prescription over the phone, acts like it is nothing
at all, and will not respond no matter what I do or say.
His senior partner is on call over Thanksgiving and says
I need to be seen in the office and to make an appointment.
I see my surgeon again; he is acting even stranger
than the previous visit and tells me he has no idea what
could be wrong and he has to do some tests strung out
over weeks, then months -the wrong tests for the true
condition. I get lots of tests but no actual care.
This is a common "stalling
game" used on all injured like this:
the doctors order the wrong tests, tell us nothing was
found, and go on to the next wrong test. Meanwhile,
our one-month window-of-opportunity for a proper repair
evaporates. After that happens, nothing CAN be done
to save us and we are set onto a death spiral that cannot
Later, while researching at the hospital medical library,
I find two articles my surgeon co-authored in two major
medical journals pertaining to this surgery, where he
describes in detail the symptoms of my injury and its
true cause. He also states how dangerous this new
surgery is and how too many people are dying of doctor-caused
injuries. (The printed material he was
giving to patients said the exact opposite!)
He states that combining laser and laparoscopy is dangerous
because both procedures are too new. One of the
articles details how student/trainees are sneaked in to
perform these surgeries and goes so far as to say where
everyone is expected to stand around the operating table!
So, he knew exactly what was wrong with me and lied,
deliberately withheld timely intervention and let me erode
past the point of no return: a bile duct injury has a one-month window-of-opportunity
for repair. If not repaired early and well,
by a specialist, permanent and progressive liver damage
sets in. Worse is that I never needed the surgery
in the first place. Much worse is that I had no
way of knowing that I would not be getting the proper,
timely response in case of injury I was promised, in writing,
in the printed literature I was given before the operation;
the medical syndicate had no intention whatsoever of providing
it. What I got instead is so sociopathically inhumane
it hardly seems possible in this day and age:
Unknown to me at that time, I was placed on a "kill
list" and am not allowed to have
any intervention beyond symptomatic relief: the teaching
hospital got what they wanted from me and they are finished;
their student injured me and I was to be killed as fast
and as cheaply as possible to save money.
Bile duct injuries are very expensive to treat properly.
Thousands of us were created. The cost of
proper aftercare would have sunk every health insurer
who offered a proper response.
When the health insurance company owns the teaching hospital,
it is a particularly deadly combination: they control
everything, including the medical record. I was
very unfortunate to have a health insurer who also owns
the teaching hospital; they used me to train the students
they contracted with the government to train for pay and
after I was injured, wanted me dead fast and cheap to
My surgeon refered me to other doctors on the health
plan's list, who were very abusive and tried to emotionally
batter me into despair; I was so sick I felt like I was
about to die -and I was dying. A biliary abcess
ruptured and spilled; the infection seeded all over and
I lived through it somehow, a miracle. But it ruined
my heart and kidneys, etcetera and I still suffer miserably
from the damage.
Nine months after my botched gallbladder surgery my surgeon
offered a second surgery, said he would go in and just
take a look around and try to see if he could determine
what was going wrong, pretending he didn't already know.
I refused that surgery offer in May of 1992 while
hospitalized, had long lost what little bit of trust I
had left in my surgeon and his cohorts and wanted to try
to find another surgeon to do it instead: I was afraid
Nobody would accept me as a patient. I did not
understand the rules of that "game"
at the time: once injured nobody else is allowed to touch
a surgeon's injury victim unless specifically referred.
One of his cohorts, a gastroenterologist who is
one of the local "special"
doctors, and one of the most abusive I have come across,
told me that I HAD to let my original surgeon perform
this second surgery and no one else ---I was told I had
no say in the matter and it was going to be my original
surgeon or nobody at all.
Defeated, and much sicker than the month before when
it was offered the first time, I returned to my surgeon
and allowed him to operate a second time on June 12, 1992.
He removed a portion of my small intestine without discussing
it with me first; there was no informed consent. The recovery
room nurse told me I had "just
had some very extensive surgery" but would
not tell me what it was, said to ask my surgeon.
He would not tell me either; to this day I do not know
what he did except that he removed some small intestine
without my permission.
A nurse at my health insurer said he did it to make another
to replace the first one that failed that was created
when a bile duct was severed at the gallbladder surgery.
Those days are so horrible I can barely stand to think
about all of the abuse I was put through so I will not
detail it here; it is just too painful. I can hardly
bear to review the medical records from that terrible
time; it brings back too many bad memories and I almost
crumble from the horror of what I was exposed to then.
Later, I find out the doctors I was referred to are part
of a "special"
set of carefully selected abusers/bullies
who have been given the job of lying to and battering
injury victims in order to break them down and silence
them. These particular doctors have been selected
for this dirty-work because they have perverse personality
defects that thrive on inflicting pain on others; I met
some very nasty characters since my injury: the most reliably
heartless sociopaths walking the earth.
In my years of experience as a patient's-rights activist
I have learned each community has a set of these "special"
doctors and all injury victims are referred to them exclusively.
In 1993, I placed an ad in the local newspaper hoping
to find other injury victims and hundreds poured out (and
are still pouring out steadily nine years later);
I learned they had all been sent to the same "special"
doctors I had been referred to and they had all been abused
the exact same ways I had been abused! Word for
word, like these doctors were reading from one script.
The other injury victims and I started researching this
issue together and between us we dug up some shocking/horrifying
truths. There is too much to go into here but I
will highlight some of the most significant:
An honest surgeon told us that we never needed our gallbladders
out in the first place, that we were all INFECTED
instead, that it was done to the community deliberately
in order to jack up the number of people presenting for
opportunity to refer them to the teaching hospital's student
training programs for the new gallbladder surgery because
there just wasn't enough valid gallstone cases to go around.
The infecting organisms selected for dispersal were the
kind with miserable stomach symptoms severe enough to
MIMIC gallbladder attacks and send people
begging for relief from the medical syndicate. A
targeted victim group was skimmed off from the whole and
sent to be used up in the student training mills.
I fit one of the targeted populations: housewife.
That is why I was selected for use in surgery training.
The elderly retired were first choice and still
My son and husband, although they had the same symptoms
as me, did not fit the "expendable"
profile the perpetrators were looking for to use up first,
so my son was completely ignored and my husband was offered
One of my uncles was ignored but his wife was offered
Five people in my family were offered gallbladder surgery;
all are injured and ill. I was the first.
Another honest surgeon told us that this method of the
medical syndicate deliberately infecting the public and
skimming off a targeted population for use as "training
material" for students is standard
and routine, was used to test a new laparoscopic GERD
surgery regardless of the fact the GERD symptoms are actually
caused by the same infecting organisms released to sicken
the public in the first place! (Laparoscopic Nissen
No wonder the criminal elite will not touch common tap
water and uses bottled water instead; they won't touch
My father used to work for the state of Ohio and one
of his jobs was to change the filters in the water filtering
system in the basement of the office building where he
worked: the common city tap water was passed through five
huge filters before the state officials working there
would dare to use it to wash their hands or flush toilets!
The government offices: city, county, state and federal,
spends hundreds of thousands of taxpayer's dollars per
quarter buying bottled water for themselves at work and
other "potable liquids"
because they absolutely will not drink the tap water readily
available to them -I know this because I requested the
financial reports from the budget offices. Shocking!
You only have to visit their offices to see the
bottled water coolers installed within. The hospital
administrative areas have bottled water coolers also;
they know enough not to drink the tap water they fill
their patient's water jugs with.
My father, now retired, worked many years in the shipping
and receiving warehouse for the state of Ohio; he told
me he was responsible for ordering bottled water and shipping
it out to the various office buildings.
What does government know about common tap water that
The AMA acknowledged in a public forum (USA TODAY
newspaper, 1998, "Tracking Near-Misses In Medicine"
by Robert Davis) that thousands of injury victims
were created in the initial training frenzy of laparoscopic
cholecystectomy. Where are all of those "thousands"
today? Nobody wants to talk about where all these
people are now, what has happened to them, what they have
been put through, what they have been used for. Nobody
wants to mention their deterioration deliberately untreated
or their financial enslavement to the medical syndicate
---the getting is just too good; nobody profiting from
it wants to give up this gold mine..
Country singer Tammy Wynette and actor Carroll O'Connor
are victims of bile duct injury gotten at a botched gallbladder
surgery; they got repairs to remove the scar tissue buildup
on their biliary tracts but it did no good because it
was done too late and they deteriorated as expected and
There are just a handful of people on the whole planet
who know what really happened to Tammy Wynette; a real
tight lid was kept on that one.
The introduction and training of laparoscopic cholecystectomy
is an atrocity of Buchenwoldian proportions.
Well, there are many kinds of "ovens"
to exterminate people with. I was placed in a killing
oven of a sort back in August of 1991 and although I was
not consumed outright it has been a slow burn since; I
will be dead in about a year if what an honest doctor
told me pans out true. The lucky ones were the ones
killed outright; this is a miserable injury with many
consequences all over the body and is progressive.
I have been told often that I am "lucky"
to still be alive but this is said by people who do not
know what this injury is like to live with.
It is also said by people who have not been exposed to
the dark underbelly of medicine as I have and do not know
the exquisite horror of realizing one day I will certainly
hit bottom and will again be at the mercy of the same
technopaths who set me up and injured me, deliberately
denied proper intervention for the injury they caused,
stole as much of my family's money as they could extract
before I wised up to them and exited, and viciously abused
me in an attempt to silence me forever.
They are angrier now because of the investigative work
I have done to expose them... and it has been made abundantly
clear they WILL get even. Am I afraid? You bet I
am! I'd be a fool not to be afraid because I have
already seen what the medical syndicate is capable of
and the actual value placed on the lives of others when
money has been a motivator. They were vicious and
brutal enough when it wasn't personal; I made it personal
by defying their explicit orders and working day and night
to expose them. My days are numbered; when I hit botton
it isn't going to be pretty.
The modern-day "Mengeles"
are not changed one bit; they have just gotten smarter
about hiding their crimes and have more sophisticated
means to do it.
Life is cheap as long as it belongs
to someone else.