My dad was hurt by a doctor. In the ten days before he died I contacted a medical malpractice attorney who I think was in fact in meetings all week and I probably badgered him as I am in the habit of doing such that he didn’t want to take my case. My mother authorized a surgery to his brain in 2010 and the surgeon broke the contract and did both sides. She still doesn’t know the reason she approved the surgery from the outset. No one ever asked me for my input at that point but I always consulted with attorneys and lawyers for my parents . Where was I? And then supposedly he “unrelatedly” developed dementia or Alzheimer’s disease. I’m afraid to speak about this even to my doctor because I’m afraid they’ll do it to me.
My dad was a “genius”. His PhD thesis professor won Nobel Prize based on his work.
Then in that week after I contacted the attorney his condition mysteriously worsened to sepsis from "aspiration pneumonia” and he died.
I don’t think I’m sick. It was quite acrimonious with my mother’s family. They didn’t want me to be Executor of my father’s Estate as was planned. They got my mother to sell off her house in a hurry. I believe they pushed me over the edge and into hospital. At first they shoved me in a cab and sent me to the County. They County found nothing wrong and sent me back! Then they brought County rep to the house and talked to my mother and her relatives in another room about me in my absence. When I was hospitalized ultimately it was found I had 103 degree fever but it was discounted.
I had all the opportunities. I was primed for success. My parents began interested in me and then they were quite neglectful. My dad initially wanted me to go to the best schools and kept relocating such that I could but then abandoned me to write a law textbook or something which he drafted and sent to publisher but never published. I didn’t do my homework in high school because I didn’t want to be alone. But I managed to graduate high school in three years.
I feel like the best advice I have ever been given and it’s only partial advice is to save yourself as if you are in a tanking plane and you must put your oxygen on before you put on anyone else’s.
When I speak to others about their families I believe other families shield their children from hospital and don’t seek to malign them.
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