I has surgery in a doctor’s office not permitted to do actual surgery, it should have been done in a surgical hospital but this doctor told my mom, who was 24ish at the time and I was 10 almost 11 that it’d be ok. I weighed 40 pounds, and it took 4 adult bags of anesthesia to knock me out, I woke up 12 hours later at home, I wasn’t even made sure to wake up they just sent me home after all that med and a 2 hour surgery, and I heard voices and saw just horrible ■■■■. He never told us what was used to knock me out. And when the board went after him for illegal surgical practice and a ton of violations, my records disappeared and he died during trial. So I have no idea what I can’t have if I never have surgery. And those records are gone. My pediatrician at the time just had his name, theboffice, and date of surgery and what the surgery was. But that’s all we have. The next year I ended up getting RSD and now am basically crippled, so my mom has been just apologizing more as I get worse from my sz. I got diagnosed as sz at 12 while in hospital for the RSD. I had many doctors say I was lying I had surgery until I showed them pictures of my legs both in cats, physical therapy records, and then the scars from surgery. Some took MRI’s to see if the Achilles tendons were cut, and they are, so I’m crazy but not a liar basically they have said. I never saw many of them again. Hell after being on a morphine pump at children’s hospital I didn’t have any other pain relief until I was pregnant with my 3rd child in 2006. They had me on 4 vicodin a day, then after the birth 4bpercocet a day. Few years later I went to a pain doc who had never heard of RSD so he said I wasn’t allowed pain meds at all. My GP put me on tramadol in 2009, and as of 2 months ago that’s all I’d been on now I’m on that and fentanyl patches. I’ll be doing lidocaine IV infusions once they feel it’s safe to do it at the hospital in Madison, they have a very high Covid infection there, so this pain doc is just trying to keep me safe and he knows I have kids and a husband that have lung issues.
But I have never touched drugs. Hell, when I smoked cigarettes it was 1/2 a cigarette every day. A pack lasted me forever, and that was age 13-16. John asked me to quit, I never ever smoked around him because of his severe asthma so I stopped cold turkey. And I drink maybe a total of 5 or 6 times a year, and it’s 1 drink period.
I got screwed by a bad doctor, and if we could have sued we would have if he survived his criminal trial. I feel gypped a lot because of him, he really took much of my life away.