Does my friend have a good case?

[Captainnumnuts]

Here's how it went down when I spoke to his lawyer some time ago:

Gump and I went to the drugstore to fill his prescription. I got my singular one for the occasional vertigo going on. It was raining. I noted an old legal type building across the intersection not far from where I parked. Then I ran to it and stopped under the awning at it's front door.

As I looked toward the car w/Gump in it and he was looking back at me, I debated my next move. I thought to myself, "This is it. How do I break the news to him I've failed and running out of options?" Then, the impossible happened.

A man I've never met, but seen his name several times, stepped up to the side of me and said,"*Gump's real name* is really a sad case. Shame he is the way he is." Then something in my head clicked like a bolt of lightning. I felt like sitting down stunned, but held my ground and confronted the man.


"That's it! YOUR the guy! The missing link!
Smith turns toward the door and hurries inside and says,"You're nuts! I don't know what you're talking about!" Then slams the door in my face as I approach him.

"Fucker! You slammed the door me! Good thing I like this door!"

Then I stepped back, looking at the entrance noting the 'Appointment Only' sign. The other side of the huge windows and door windows had some type of covering to prevent people from looking in. I looked up at the sign and dialed the # I seen on it.

A pleasant, professional female voice answers"*Firms Name*".
me: "I'd like to make an appointment pls".
her: "Sure. I know you're outside. I heard everything".
me: "Everything?". Then the door opens and I cautiously walked in. I looked back and Gump's still in the car, but doing his little happy dance that makes the car bounce up and down.
A 50ish woman is there smiling at me and motions for me to come on in.
me: "How did you hear all that ma'm?"
her as she's blushing,"I know more than you think. I'm *name*. Smith's wife and secretary." Then points to another door I assume is Smith's office. "Go on in. Maybe you can talk some sense into him. I think he likes you, but loves *Gump's real name*.
me:"Really? He has a funny way of showing it." I go thru the door into Smith's chambers. The battle begins anew.

 

[Captainnumnuts]

New facts as they continue to emerge:

FACT: Gump (not real name) has continued w/his stroke therapies and repeated visits to relevant doctors - most specifically Neurologists specializing in this field. His "return to work" tests have been inconsistent. ALL tests conclude he is in no capacity to return to his previous line of work.

FACT: A 2nd stroke has been discovered, though we are uncertain of when 2nd stroke occurred-it's deemed very minor in comparison to the 1st.

FACT: Intense multiple recovery sessions have resumed in an ongoing effort to prevent any future strokes.

FACT: Absolutely no communication w/1st hospital who initially turned him away has been attempted.

FACT: 1st Hospital has stopped attempts to cover up their initial mistakes.

FACT: One doctor contracted to 1st hospital has somehow "approved" GUMP's
return to his former employer. This mysterious doctor has in no way treated my friend and has "convinced" insurance benefits' companies and primary insurance he is Gump's primary physician.

FACT: Gump has not been contacted by alleged primary physician to inform him of his decision.

FACT: Benefits' company, acting on behalf of Gump's former employer, have notified Gump's therapists they are discontinuing payment for therapy treatments. (Uhm.....they're a little late for that. That shit stopped long ago)

FACT:Throughout this process, the mysterious POA has been located and copy is now in Gump's possession.(No small thanks to me). It's NOW been OFFICIALLY noted that said POA was crafted while Gump was in ICU last day before his release to a hospital facility where his in-house recovery began. Also noted that on that day, Gump could not walk or talk. Diagnoses on his cognitive abilities were inconclusive and deemed severely compromised.

FACT: Multiple attorneys have been consulted throughout this ordeal. Only the 1st Attorney has agreed to represent Gump and his family (verbally). His initial reluctance and slow pace on this matter is now quickened and has verbally stated to Gump and family that Gump's case is now the only one he's actively engaged in.

FACT: A cease and desist order has been requested in reference to Gump's alleged primary physician on Gump's behalf. Not only to alleged primary physician, but also to any and all medical/hospital associations to 1st hospital.

In case you missed it, here's the beginning of my friend's case:
http://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=88789848&postcount=1

 

[Captainnumnuts]

Anyway, back to my little thread. (Clears throat)

Gump's lawyer, Smith calls me one day: "Captain, where you been?"
me: "Smith!I've been worried about you."
Smith: "Oh, cut the shit! You know what this is about!"
me:"Really? I just woke up and was deciding upon sugar or honey in my coffee."
Smith: "You little asshole! I just got an interesting call from Judge *name*. Looks like you got your injunction. Only now, he's recusing himself due to past association w/Gump and his family. The least you could have done was talk w/me 1st! I been working on it, but you beat me to it. Fucker! Judge *name* said he told you to stop whatever you're doing, but we both know you're going to ignore that."
me: "That's not very lawyerly of you. Have you been taking those blood pressure pills?They don't seem to be working."
Smith: "I wouldn't be taking them in the first place if it wasn't for you, my friend."
me: "But I have been 'inactive' so to speak. Haven't you noticed how nice the yard and the house looks lately? I was bored."

An invasive thought enters my head: There's more to do numb nuts. Keep at it.

Gump is tugging on my arm doing his happy dance. The dogs are barking. The house is coming alive again.

me: "Did you just say 'Friend'?"
Smith: "Did I stutter?"
me: "Ok. I'm coming to your office, but I get the chair!"
Smith: "Just get your ass down here! Yesterday!" 'click'


me to Gump: "How many times have I asked you not to do that thing to my head? No thanks to you, I have a headache. I was gonna keep at it anyway."

Gump is doing his happy dance, yelling the only words he can: "Win! Win! Win!"
me: "Robin! To the Batmobile!"
Gump: "Story?"
me: "Why would you even doubt it? Of course, my good man"

 

[richard_daily]

Is it really about the GB? And stop fucking Christ - I don't think he's into that sort of thing.

Did you think it was about you?

 

[Captainnumnuts]

Did you think it was about you?

Forgot the thread title again, huh?

 

[Captainnumnuts]

Destination Unknown!

As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted - a flashback is in order here:


As I walk into Smith's office, my mind does it's rare photographic memory thing.

Smith: I see you made it past the guard. (Motions towards the chairs in front of his desk).
Me: Thank you, really. You don't know how much I appreciate this. You're secretary is a remarkable employee. (I sit down and sense Gump was in this chair. His past presence fading.)
Smith: Don't you mean my wife?
Me: You could take a lesson from her. But, she's truly remarkable and consider yourself fortunate to have her.
Smith laughs: "Don't I know it! And thank you."
Me: I like this chair. Can I have it?
Smith: We both know this isn't about that chair. Cut to the chase about your friend. It would help if you told me what you know.
Me: What I know isn't important. What you know is. Why did you drop the ball?
Smith: "Drop the ball? What are you talking about?"
Me: "Stop playing games! We need each other! My friend needs you and you abandoned him! "

A painful voice in the form of a whisper invaded Smith's brain: Cooperate with Numb Nuts. He's your ticket out of here. He's not here to hurt you.
Smith: "I've got a migraine. I'll survive it. Don't leave."

I noticed his sudden painful expression and think: Gump's doing it to him too!:"I get those migraines too. I'm not here for the migraine club though."
Smith: "Like you said before - Let's talk about your friend, Dufus"
Me: "Let's get one thing straight! His name's not Dufus!"
Smith holds up his hand: "Alright. Sorry." pauses before continuing:"The only reason I'm talking to you is because of my wife,"

I've been observing the awards and plaques on the wall behind him and stand up pointing at them.
me: "What changed? At what point in your life did you give up on yourself?Somewhere inside you THAT guy behind those award is still in you. Surely you never wanted to be HERE in this hick town and play farmer Smith on the sidelines JUST to fit in! If anything, that woman outside that door has been wasting her life believing in you. Don't be surprised if she disappears one day once she sees it for what it is."
Smith stands angrily clenching his fists: "Who the FUCK you think you are prancing in here telling ME who I am and what YOU think about the woman I love!?"
I'm standing and point at the chair - "That chair, I really like it."
Smith: "Will you shut up about the chair? Tell me what this is really all about!"
me: "Ok. You win. I'll play nice."
Smith: "There's nothing nice about you."
me, now angry, gets in his face:"Listen and listen good Smith. The day you can go toe to toe with me on MY best day is the day we're fuck buddies in the same jail cell fending off the rest of the convicts!"

That painful quiet whisper in Smith's brain invades again. Listen to him, but stand your ground. You've got his respect. Where you going to go?

Smith:"Damn you. This fucking migraine is your fault"
me: "You too? Those headaches only come when Dufus is around? I can explain that too if we play ball with each other. And I want the chair."
Smith: "Look. Dufus came to me all confused about a stroke. He thinks it's got something to with a hospital that turned him away. I didn't think he had a good case."
me: "That's it? That's your excuse for not representing him? What kind of ambitious lawyer throws away a perfectly good lawsuit when it's dumped into his lap?"
Smith: "Look, it we're going to keep doing this, my name has to stay out of it on paper somehow."
me: "Deal. I'll take it." Reaches out to shake Smith's hand. Smith reciprocates.
me: "You're a good man. Don't ever let anyone tell you anything different." I point back to the chair.:"I still want that chair"
Smith grins and rolls his eyes:"You throw a convincing argument. Pro Bono? Why not?"
me: "Then we're friends?"
Smith: "Oh HELL no!"
me: "Good. I'm gone". I go to the door into Mrs. Smith's area.
Smith yells to me:"I seriously doubt that!"
I close the door, yelling: "Think about that chair!"

Mrs. Smith is smiling: "I see it worked."
me:"We gotta talk about those ears of yours. They're really cool."
Smith from his desk: "Leave my wife alone!"
me: "My God. There's 2 of you! Anyone else around here w/ears like that?"
Mrs. Smith shakes her head. "You're quite the character, you know that?"
Me: "I get that a lot."
Smith: "And you can't have the chair! Leave! Now!"
me to Mrs. Smith: "Dad's mad. I should leave now."
Mrs. Smith:"Good idea. And good luck".
me: "I feel like hugging you, but that might seem inappropriate."


Smith opens his office door, angry: "Don't you have some place to be Mr. Numb Nuts?"
me: "Jealousy. That's good. Bye. Nice meeting you!"


I leave excited. Back out in the rain, staring at Gump in the car. He's sleeping.

I run to car and get in the driver's side. Wet, but happy.
me:"Do you know how pissed I am right now? You set this whole thing up, didn't you? And don't pretend you're sleeping?"
Gump wakes up and smiles at me.
me:"Fine. Play dumb. See if I care." I start the car.
me: "I have to be at work tonight and we have to go home so I can sleep. You can do whatever it is you do when I'm asleep."
Gump says only whatever he is capable of: "Cool".
I smile back at him: "You win again. Hope you're happy now."

Gump hold up his imaginary steering wheel, bouncing in his seat.
me:"No. You can't drive. This is not the time. We're going straight home and that's final."
Gump sighs. About to cry.
me: "Remember that useless little town you like so much? The one with the milkshakes? How about we go there to get a shake? Then I'm going to bed.My bed."
Gump brightens up again.
me:"Works for me. But I'm going to bed. Got that?"
Gump nods yes. Crosses his heart.
me: "And you're not driving. Maybe my next day off?"
Gump starts his happy dance again.
me, as I pat his leg: "Stop. We don't want anyone thinking something creepy's going on.

 

[Captainnumnuts]

Stanger than fiction

My real life has taken an unplanned, unforeseen radical departure. I am indeed staying on course by my own choice. No moves w/out Gump's expressed permission. Though my 'book' is finished, it's been put on hold until I devise a way to package it myself. A similar type fictitious autobiography type story grounded in real life is in the works. As well as some sci-fi stuff and a spooky, comical type 'ghost' sports story has been outlined.

New facts on my friend Gump:

Fact: Quit my job as a new self-employment situation has emerged.

Fact: Captainnumnuts is officially a Notary Public. Because I am duty-bound to the public in so many ways, I have personal self-interest in this matter that could jeopardize anything relevant to my disposition.

Fact: I'm actively pursuing certification as a Legal Nurse Consultant - preferably specialization as an Attorney Liaison and asses medical records' cases.

Fact: The original attorney has been unofficially dismissed citing conflicting, personal, self-interests as well as compromising his position as an officer of the court.

Fact: A new attorney team has been assembled. More aggressive and knowledgeable ; 2 of the original have been retained.

Fact: An anonymous charity fund platform has been established. Neighbors and community have come to Gump and family's aide as they've seemed to have lost or sold all assets to fund ongoing efforts. Despite remarkable efforts to keep this matter from the public eye, the inevitable is only a matter of time.

Fact: A 'Cease and Desist' order has been specifically leveled at the alleged primary physician who somehow managed to present himself as Gump's personal doctor, w/out Gump's knowledge, to benefits' insurance companies - companies employed by his former employer. Similar orders are being carried out in an attempt to halt all transactions employed by 1st hospital via a circuit court judge authority. 2nd hospital is continuing Gump's treatments and rehabilitation not seeking payment at this time w/Gump and family's full consent. Violation of Hypocritical Oath is being looked into by a separate group of persons as it pertains to 2 or more doctors at this time.

Fact: Simultaneous to the above - Gump is seeking employment as well as his Veterans' options within the realm of US gov't.

Fact: A former employee of one of Gump's beneficiary insurance companies has volunteered to come forth as a witness on Gump's behalf. As well as persons who have known and worked alongside Gump in his past.

Fact: Additional filings are moving forth in accordance w/due process laws.

 

[Wraw]

......what?

 

[Hypoxia]

......what?

He seeks free legal advice.

Here on the GB.

Go figure.

 

[Captainnumnuts]

Happy B-Day Doc!

Another excerpt.....


Winburn sees the white bag w/grease spots on it and the wonderful scent of the local hotdog stand invades the room. As he reaches inside, there's an envelope w/some sort of card inside. He opens it and reads, "Happy Birthday Doc! Hope you like it! - Your not-so-secret admirer, Cupcakes!"

"Ahhh", he says out loud. "This babe truly knows the way to a man's heart. Hope my wife doesn't walk in." He takes a big bite and immediately starts to choke, having difficulty breathing. "Fucking horse radish! That Bitch!"

Something on the monitor catches his eye.

Dr. Winburn looks up at the monitor and sees a cheerful, friendly man enter the lobby doors. He immediately knows it's the mysterious Numb Nuts he's heard so much about recently. Winburn heads towards the lobby.


me: "Stay put Gump. I know this place upsets you, so I'm going to pay your friendly neighborhood doctor a visit".
Gump shakes his head.
me: "It's okay Gump. I won't do anything stupid. Just don't do any of that creep mind reading stuff this time. Are we good there?
Bump reluctantly nods is head yes - eyes watering.
me: "I got this one. It won't take long." I get out and stroll towards the clinic doors.

Gump looks at his friend closely as he watches me open the doors. Gump is silent and nervous, but keeps his promise.


me to reception desk: "Hi. First time here. Can I get an appointment to see Dr. Winburn?
girl at the desk: "Sure. He's very busy these days. How about Friday morning?"

Winburn comes out the hallway door."Mr. Numb Nuts! Pleasure to see you!" Then to the girl at the reception desk -"I'll take this one. Go back to what you were doing."

Me to Winburn: "Do I smell hotdogs? You know they got great hotdogs around the corner!"
Dr. Winburn starts coughing.
me: "Horse radish?"
Winburn whispers to me as he looks shocked:"Let's go to the back please. Don't want to make a scene here."
me, as I look out to the people waiting in the lobby: "Oh don't mind me. What I have to say really isn't a big secret."
Winburn grabs my elbow and guides me quickly into the hallway.

I almost yell to him:"Stop. Right here."
Winburn stops suddenly and turns to face me."It appears everything I've heard about you is true."
me: "Me? I'm that popular? You mean classic narcism? Insecurity issues? Confrontational? Yep. You got it."

Winburn: "WTF are you here for mister? You trying to ruin me? Blackmail?"
me: "Not really, though that does have a nice ring to it." "I'm here about Dufus."

Winburn: "I cleared him to go back to work. That's what he wanted."
me: "Would've been nice if you had told him and his family. Shame he had to find out through his insurance company."
Winburn: "WTF are you talking about? What's wrong w/helping a guy get back to work?"
me: "Qualifications. As in you're NOT."
Winburn: "You're crazy!"

me: "Well, Dufus has made progress in his strength and he's moved from the big knob to the middle knob. He's been doing puzzles and word recognition tests as well"
Winburn: "He was fairly coherent last time I talked to him. Seem a little mad though."
me: "Oh, he has his moments. Especially when he's upset. "
Winburn: "Who have you been talking to?"
me: "That's not important. You see, you're an O.D., not an M.D..Somehow that one slipped through the cracks. Even Dufus's therapists know that now."
Winburn: "What's the difference? They both are equally qualified."
me: "But not in your case. Ever wonder why docs from 2nd hospital stopped communicating w/you? Seems as if there's several docs, nurses, and thrapists that have been treating him strongly disagree w/your diagnoses of Dufus. Takes more than a blood test."
Winburn looks enraged and steps toward me as if to choke me.
me" "Not a good idea. The cameras are rolling." I circle the air with my finger."You're cameras".

Winburn stops and smiles. "What's your angle?"
me: "MY angle is this Dr. Who: By the time I'm done w/you, you won't get a job as a prison doctor in Mexico. Or the Middle East. Take your pick."
Winburn: "What happens now."
me: "Now you stop whatever it is you're doing to my friend and I go get a hotdog."

I turn toward the hallway door to leave and yell back over my shoulder. "By the way! Happy Birthday!"
Winburn quickly leans over the empty counter in the hallway, picks up a desk phone, and starts dialing Smith's number.
Smith: "Hello? That you Winburn?"
Winburn: "We got a serious problem."
Smith: "Not on the phone. I'm coming to you." *click*

 

[Captainnumnuts]

He seeks free legal advice.

Here on the GB.

Go figure.

They do that here? Wish someone had told me.

 

[Noor]

Unfortunately, I see stuff like your friend's case all the time.

it's very hard to take ER's and hospitals to court these days and win.
Malpractice is pretty much dead. Class Action suits seem to do a bit better, maybe.

 

[Captainnumnuts]

Saturday at the courthouse

Judge Thomas Murdy was in deep thought as he stared out towards the horizon. He took note of the orange glow and a string of connecting cloulds above the treetops and the dark blue sky above. Such a beautiful early sunrise while it was still dark below towards the highway. That's why he liked this spot. Somewhere outside, close by, he could almost here the birds chirping. It was Saturday and here he was at the Buncomb County Courthouse on the interior bridged walkway on it's 2nd floor. He noticed a headlight to his right as Sam's old truck turned into the narrow road leading to the back of the courthouse. Tom grinned to himself and slowly walked back to his chambers.

Amanda came strolling into her new office wiping her eyes clear of the residue from last night's sleep. She went to bed early on a Friday. Very unusual for her. Especially considering she was such an attractive young woman and never lacking for dates or suitors.She immediately started coffee before she went to her desk. Sat her purse and briefcase down on the desk and turned back to the open office door. Amanda took a peek out towards the courthouse bridgeway, seen Mr. Murdy's large, heavy frame as he stared towards the skyline.

'Such a pretty morning' she thought. Then, a second thought,'Damn! What's Judge Murdy doing here on a Saturday?' She came in to do some research on some cases for next week to impress 'The Judge' as they called him. She hoped she'd be alone her today.

Tom noticed the door cracked open to Amanda's office. Then heard some shuffling around and tapped on the door.

"Come in!" she yelled.
Tom: "What are you doing here so early pretty lady? Shouldn't you be in bed nursing a hangover or whatever it is you do on Saturday's?"
Amanda was startled as Judge Murdy's voice drown out the quiteness of the building:"Good morning Sir!" She tried to hide her surprise at his sudden appearance.
Tom: "Isn't it your day off Amanda?"
Amanda: "Yes sir. I thought I'd catch up on some things while no one was here. Besides, you said never come in on Sundays. You didn't say anything about Saturdays."
Tom nodded thoughtfully: "I guess I did, didn't I? Well, I'll try not to bother you today. I came here for the same reason. I'll stay out of your hair today and try not to bother you with the usual stuff."
Amanda smiled that sexy toothy smile and looked relieved: "Thank you! I wanted to surprise you, but looks like you beat me to it already."
Tom pulled the door closed as he started back to his chambers and thought to himself:'Damn that girl's hot! Her smile alone just made my day."
He entered his chamber's and rolled up his sleeves. Still pondering if he should really start this thing today of all days.


Samuel Cole noticed Tom Murdy's towering figure on the courthouse interior bridge. He seemed to be staring at something. 'Just like his daddy', he thought.
Then reached for his officer's ball cap as he headed to his reserved spot in the back parking lot.

Tom heard Sam's quickening pace in the hallway outside his office - indicating Sam was headed straight for Tom's office. He grinned to himself for the 2nd time today already and thought 'Some things never changed.' Sam's footsteps were music to his ears. His thoughts then turned to the mysterious Dufus he hadn't seen in so many, many years.

 

[Captainnumnuts]

Unfortunately, I see stuff like your friend's case all the time.

it's very hard to take ER's and hospitals to court these days and win.
Malpractice is pretty much dead. Class Action suits seem to do a bit better, maybe.

Thank you. We're looking into that as well. Hopefully you took time to read what I listed as facts where no other case was mentioned. But it's not uncommon for LNs to overlook a few things - I don't fault them in that way unless it's blatantly obvious.

Let's forget that this is now becoming a book yet to be published, but almost there though we've intentionally delayed it. It can be published because it's intentionally written as fiction. We're decided to publish it and work on a 2nd one continuing same story.

If you're an LN, then we both know that's true. About 99% of people who sue hospitals are blowing smoke up everyone's ass either because they're ill informed or simply have a hard time proving it if it is true because A) It's a common theme where there's little or nothing to support it. B)Very few physicians and nurses are willing to turn against their own. They see so many patients, it's difficult to drop whatever you're doing and look into it. And we both know that in such circumstances, truth or no truth, there's delays - continuences, personal emergencies, more time to prepare, change of venue, etc..Both civil and criminal.

Going the Class Action route, several have stepped forward, only one has provided indisputable evidence. That person came into same ER as my friend

This other person came into said ER, assisted by his son, complaining of breathing and thought he had a broken rib. But HE didn't have a stroke and was in full control of his mental abilities. (My friend was incapable of coherent and clear thought in his own situation).

They examined him, took x-rays, and seen he had 3 broken ribs. Ignoring him and son's insistence he be hospitalized, telling him to come back in 1 or 2 days if pain persisted. He went to another ER owned by same organization and they hospitalized him immediately - they saved his life. His primary physician step forth and presented well documented diagnoses of Paget's disease. Now that same man has only one functional lung and his breathing is assisted by a respirator and often needs an Oxygen concentrator.

In my friend Gump's case, a new development emerged though attempts to cover it up have stopped for some time now. A primary physician had (past tense) placed himself center stage with insurance company(ies) stating he was Gump's primary physician despite evidence to the contrary.

This new physician that's late to the game also 'approved' Gump's return to former employer but FAILED to notify Gump or his family.

This halted his benefits from 1 insurance provider that acts on behalf of his former employer. Said provider also has an original POA that was concocted on the day of his release from ICU after he came out of coma. Even if Gump did sign that POA, there's absolutely nothing that says he was coherent enough to understand what he was signing. Gump's copy of POA was not received until well after this dispute began - even then Gump's family was met w/resistance to get said copy. For several years up to his massive stroke, he was well paid and invest heavily into his benefits. Though his strokes are not work related, those benefits do indeed cover this. I don't think he planned to have a major stroke. Again, a 2nd stroke, though minor, has been detected once the swelling of his brain subsided. If Gump was fired, his employer also failed to notify him or his family - there's no documentation from his former employer supporting anything of that nature, yet one of Gump's benefits providers was the ONLY one, as well as this mysterious doc who's allegedly Gump's primary physician saying Gump was capable of returning to work. Gump's real primary doc AND at least 3 physicians dispute this mysterious doctor Who. Those disputing him are employed by a separate organization who saved his life and have been actively involved in his recovery. They continue to treat him. The original hospital organization have absolutely no contact w/second organization since this disagreement began. Yet, one of the health benefits companies have NOT acknowledged this despite overwhelming evidence of payments made to 3 specialized therapists, then 1 singular OC therapist who no longer assists Gump's 1 on 1 sessions. Though she has seen to it Gump is now in a specialized gym program catered specifically for him. He refuses to give up.

Though Gump's made remarkable progress, it's universally known and obvious he is NOT the person he once was nor will he ever be. There's a shitload of evidence and witnesses that can testify to this FACT.

Gump's original attorney has been fired. Prior to this, an LN noted that 2 ER visits Gump and his mother made to said ER within 2 days of each other were merged together as 1 report as if it was a singular visit with conflicting diagnosis. Said LN was released from contract w/said attorney and it is believed that's due to a disagreement w/said attorney concerning Gump's case.

 

[ThatsTheGuy]

Stoke Survivor

I'll forgo my typical lovable, adorable, charismatic, and occasional narcissistic self and present ONLY the facts as they stand at this moment.....

FACTS: Strange man enters the Emergency Room w/a massive headache, throwing up, sweating, constantly falling and somehow manages to get back up each time. All the while screaming he doesn't know what's happening to him. Throws his wallet onto the floor screaming "Insurance I have!"

FACTS: Same night, same ER. Doctor looks at him, does x-rays on his stomach, then sends him away w/some aspirin, telling him to see his doctor. His elderly mother shows up complaining that something else is wrong helps him outside to HER car and takes him home to make sure he's in bed as he's babbling incoherently.

FACTS: Strange man is taken back UNCONCIOUS to same ER 2 days later, but different doctor is in charge and quickly runs scans before deciding the strange man had an unexplainable sudden stroke, but hospital doesn't have the resources to help him. Same different doctor acts quickly giving strange man a shot to reduce swelling of his brain and gets an ambulance to rush the strange man to another hospital miles away. Excellent insurance benefits the strange man paid lots of money into before his sudden disposition are acknowledged at this point.

FACTS: Strange man wakes up some time later in another hospital in ICU, still a massive headache, and no memory of who he is nor where he is. Only being told he will be OK and that he is alive. His last good memory being that he called into his job saying he was sick and would not be there. There's evidence to support this call as well. Thus, his recovery begins as his "new normal" establishes itself. He's doing better thanks to the 2nd hospital, but mentally damaged for the rest of his life.

FACTS: A Power of Attorney he doesn't recall agreeing to somehow effected his insurance benefits and those benefits mysteriously stopped. This Power of Attorney was crucial in the initial process of recovery, but even the POA itself does not extend to his benefits.

FACTS: The 1st hospital has been discarded as a reliable source and "conveniently lost" crucial documentation of the strange man's initial visits as he tried in vain to seek help. ONLY one set of documents currently exists for BOTH initial ER visits. Somehow along the way, BOTH trips are documented as the 1st visit where he was sent home. And some documents are conflicted against itself. At the beginning of the strange man's request for ALL documented data from the 1st hospital, he was initially DENIED permission, but quickly allowed him access to his own personal medical data he's entitled to AFTER he threatened to get a court ordered injunction.


FACTS not truly relevant in civil court: Am I correct in assuming my friend has a legal basis for a lawsuit?

No pics. No links. I'm NOT going to do any of that. I'm protective of my friend. He can't help the condition he's in. Any further action on my behalf could only serve to confuse anyone involved w/his present condition.

Bottom line is, he's been fucked over, survived unexpectedly, this 2nd hospital that is actively helping him are no longer concerned w/1st hospital as 1st hospital has refused to show any signs of cooperation in this matter. His primary care physician was unaware of any of this 2 months ago - or so his primary doctor say so. Primary doctor has been cut out of the loop because he's so vague and has distanced himself from my friend. Primary doctor is employed by 1st hospital. I'm not naming names.

Done and now being done again because his Attorney "overlooked" what I've discovered in the details. I overlooked those details upon 1st inspection, but found them the second time - being amazed something so blatantly obvious a legal mind should have took note of. I myself, along w/my friend, have found unexplainable and questionable behavior within the same documents his Attorney (singular) has copies of. His attorney is now aggressively pursuing this matter.

I am strongly encouraging my friend to seek out other and multiple civil attorneys to take action on his behalf. And a couple I've spoken to are so eager to take his case w/no payment from him. But of course, I DO know they're looking at compensation for their efforts when all is said and done. I'm not a lawyer nor do I have the expertise to combat this. It's not what I do, but I'm more than willing to explain my role to a judge in a courtroom. Anytime, anywhere. My friend lacks the ability to "think" in a comprehensive manner or do things most folks have no problem with. His head's fucked up as a result of his stroke. But he knows what's going on, understands the facts and what's happened. I'm currently acting as an unofficial "interpreter" for him as I'm gifted in that sense. But I've become biased and must deal w/facts only that have been discovered. My personal thoughts and opinions could be seen as circumstantial. As much as I'm willing to stay vigilant on the sidelines or behind the scenes, I'm also prepared to be center stage - based upon only the facts.

Lady Justice, however well she is hidden, will indeed prevail.

My friend only wants a fair chance to his day in court. That's all he asks. He'll accept whatever the "powers that be" decide on that day.

While I don't believe I have any personal, ulterior agenda - I'll stand with him no matter what the outcome. This is, without a doubt, the singular most unselfish thing I've ever attempted to to in my entire life.

That's true too. I mean, how could total strangers on the internet or in real life possibly be expected to weigh in on details they haven't seen?

Everything has to have a name to it, right? For conversation purposes, we can refer to my friend as "Gump". My friend is truly a modern day Forrest Gump in so many ways........and Gump is my personal nickname for him when no one else is around.

So, thanks guys. I really appreciate objective opinions. If not on this forum, then perhaps a PM?

When I've reached the point of questioning myself on this rare, but true turn of events as they pertain to Gump, I'm pretty much defenseless as Gump is.

There's only so much logic a person can dispense of and deal with. I can only be Gump's friend. I'm not a hero and can't demand myself to be one.

I'm just not the hero type. Clearly. I'll stick to the cards. Truth is, I am Iron Man.

How I met Gump is somewhat relevant.

I had left my little world behind. After miles of driving and running from myself and other stupid shit, I decided it was as good a place as any to plant some roots (not real ones). Early one morning, I went into a hospital looking for help about my own brain problems. In the lobby, I seen Gump for 1st time. He was staring at me intensely. Weird, but I shrugged it off and left. About 2 hrs later I'm tooling along the interstate, feeling sorry for myself, and there's this disabled car parked in a gord - I think that's what it's called. Right smack in the middle of rush hour traffic!

I parked behind it, no one around, then looked across the way on some grassy embankment and there was Gump. Waving his hands w/a cell phone looking at me. I'm like WTF? It's the guy from the lobby! I motion for him to stay put, then rush to him playing "dodge the cars". I grab his phone and it's his elderly mom. I learned quickly Gump was lost, car not working, and it seems everyone is looking for this guy. Clearly Gump was more fucked up than me.

From there, I met his folks and all sorts of other people looking for him at the spot Gump was broke down in. Everyone likes Gump, I mean every single person that's met him. I'm like, he might be dumb in a Gump sort of way, but clearly realized his predicament and reaching out for help the best way he knew how. So, from there I ended up at Gump's place as an overnight guest, but from there our friendship has evolved into what it is today. Maybe I'm being selfish and don't realize? Maybe I welcome the challenge? Maybe it's my way of dealing w/all the bad stuff I've done in my life? I mean, I can leave anytime I want, but I'm stubborn and don't want to. I've argued with myself about this many times over, every step of the way. I've made my choice and everyone seems to be ok with it.

Also, Gump and I are writing a book about it. And there's no bad guys here. The whole idea about this book is someone made a mistake and it's being covered up after the fact.

Here's how it went down when I spoke to his lawyer some time ago:

Gump and I went to the drugstore to fill his prescription. I got my singular one for the occasional vertigo going on. It was raining. I noted an old legal type building across the intersection not far from where I parked. Then I ran to it and stopped under the awning at it's front door.

As I looked toward the car w/Gump in it and he was looking back at me, I debated my next move. I thought to myself, "This is it. How do I break the news to him I've failed and running out of options?" Then, the impossible happened.

A man I've never met, but seen his name several times, stepped up to the side of me and said,"*Gump's real name* is really a sad case. Shame he is the way he is." Then something in my head clicked like a bolt of lightning. I felt like sitting down stunned, but held my ground and confronted the man.


"That's it! YOUR the guy! The missing link!
Smith turns toward the door and hurries inside and says,"You're nuts! I don't know what you're talking about!" Then slams the door in my face as I approach him.

"Fucker! You slammed the door me! Good thing I like this door!"

Then I stepped back, looking at the entrance noting the 'Appointment Only' sign. The other side of the huge windows and door windows had some type of covering to prevent people from looking in. I looked up at the sign and dialed the # I seen on it.

A pleasant, professional female voice answers"*Firms Name*".
me: "I'd like to make an appointment pls".
her: "Sure. I know you're outside. I heard everything".
me: "Everything?". Then the door opens and I cautiously walked in. I looked back and Gump's still in the car, but doing his little happy dance that makes the car bounce up and down.
A 50ish woman is there smiling at me and motions for me to come on in.
me: "How did you hear all that ma'm?"
her as she's blushing,"I know more than you think. I'm *name*. Smith's wife and secretary." Then points to another door I assume is Smith's office. "Go on in. Maybe you can talk some sense into him. I think he likes you, but loves *Gump's real name*.
me:"Really? He has a funny way of showing it." I go thru the door into Smith's chambers. The battle begins anew.

New facts as they continue to emerge:

FACT: Gump (not real name) has continued w/his stroke therapies and repeated visits to relevant doctors - most specifically Neurologists specializing in this field. His "return to work" tests have been inconsistent. ALL tests conclude he is in no capacity to return to his previous line of work.

FACT: A 2nd stroke has been discovered, though we are uncertain of when 2nd stroke occurred-it's deemed very minor in comparison to the 1st.

FACT: Intense multiple recovery sessions have resumed in an ongoing effort to prevent any future strokes.

FACT: Absolutely no communication w/1st hospital who initially turned him away has been attempted.

FACT: 1st Hospital has stopped attempts to cover up their initial mistakes.

FACT: One doctor contracted to 1st hospital has somehow "approved" GUMP's
return to his former employer. This mysterious doctor has in no way treated my friend and has "convinced" insurance benefits' companies and primary insurance he is Gump's primary physician.

FACT: Gump has not been contacted by alleged primary physician to inform him of his decision.

FACT: Benefits' company, acting on behalf of Gump's former employer, have notified Gump's therapists they are discontinuing payment for therapy treatments. (Uhm.....they're a little late for that. That shit stopped long ago)

FACT:Throughout this process, the mysterious POA has been located and copy is now in Gump's possession.(No small thanks to me). It's NOW been OFFICIALLY noted that said POA was crafted while Gump was in ICU last day before his release to a hospital facility where his in-house recovery began. Also noted that on that day, Gump could not walk or talk. Diagnoses on his cognitive abilities were inconclusive and deemed severely compromised.

FACT: Multiple attorneys have been consulted throughout this ordeal. Only the 1st Attorney has agreed to represent Gump and his family (verbally). His initial reluctance and slow pace on this matter is now quickened and has verbally stated to Gump and family that Gump's case is now the only one he's actively engaged in.

FACT: A cease and desist order has been requested in reference to Gump's alleged primary physician on Gump's behalf. Not only to alleged primary physician, but also to any and all medical/hospital associations to 1st hospital.

In case you missed it, here's the beginning of my friend's case:
http://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=88789848&postcount=1

Anyway, back to my little thread. (Clears throat)

Gump's lawyer, Smith calls me one day: "Captain, where you been?"
me: "Smith!I've been worried about you."
Smith: "Oh, cut the shit! You know what this is about!"
me:"Really? I just woke up and was deciding upon sugar or honey in my coffee."
Smith: "You little asshole! I just got an interesting call from Judge *name*. Looks like you got your injunction. Only now, he's recusing himself due to past association w/Gump and his family. The least you could have done was talk w/me 1st! I been working on it, but you beat me to it. Fucker! Judge *name* said he told you to stop whatever you're doing, but we both know you're going to ignore that."
me: "That's not very lawyerly of you. Have you been taking those blood pressure pills?They don't seem to be working."
Smith: "I wouldn't be taking them in the first place if it wasn't for you, my friend."
me: "But I have been 'inactive' so to speak. Haven't you noticed how nice the yard and the house looks lately? I was bored."

An invasive thought enters my head: There's more to do numb nuts. Keep at it.

Gump is tugging on my arm doing his happy dance. The dogs are barking. The house is coming alive again.

me: "Did you just say 'Friend'?"
Smith: "Did I stutter?"
me: "Ok. I'm coming to your office, but I get the chair!"
Smith: "Just get your ass down here! Yesterday!" 'click'


me to Gump: "How many times have I asked you not to do that thing to my head? No thanks to you, I have a headache. I was gonna keep at it anyway."

Gump is doing his happy dance, yelling the only words he can: "Win! Win! Win!"
me: "Robin! To the Batmobile!"
Gump: "Story?"
me: "Why would you even doubt it? Of course, my good man"

As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted - a flashback is in order here:


As I walk into Smith's office, my mind does it's rare photographic memory thing.

Smith: I see you made it past the guard. (Motions towards the chairs in front of his desk).
Me: Thank you, really. You don't know how much I appreciate this. You're secretary is a remarkable employee. (I sit down and sense Gump was in this chair. His past presence fading.)
Smith: Don't you mean my wife?
Me: You could take a lesson from her. But, she's truly remarkable and consider yourself fortunate to have her.
Smith laughs: "Don't I know it! And thank you."
Me: I like this chair. Can I have it?
Smith: We both know this isn't about that chair. Cut to the chase about your friend. It would help if you told me what you know.
Me: What I know isn't important. What you know is. Why did you drop the ball?
Smith: "Drop the ball? What are you talking about?"
Me: "Stop playing games! We need each other! My friend needs you and you abandoned him! "

A painful voice in the form of a whisper invaded Smith's brain: Cooperate with Numb Nuts. He's your ticket out of here. He's not here to hurt you.
Smith: "I've got a migraine. I'll survive it. Don't leave."

I noticed his sudden painful expression and think: Gump's doing it to him too!:"I get those migraines too. I'm not here for the migraine club though."
Smith: "Like you said before - Let's talk about your friend, Dufus"
Me: "Let's get one thing straight! His name's not Dufus!"
Smith holds up his hand: "Alright. Sorry." pauses before continuing:"The only reason I'm talking to you is because of my wife,"

I've been observing the awards and plaques on the wall behind him and stand up pointing at them.
me: "What changed? At what point in your life did you give up on yourself?Somewhere inside you THAT guy behind those award is still in you. Surely you never wanted to be HERE in this hick town and play farmer Smith on the sidelines JUST to fit in! If anything, that woman outside that door has been wasting her life believing in you. Don't be surprised if she disappears one day once she sees it for what it is."
Smith stands angrily clenching his fists: "Who the FUCK you think you are prancing in here telling ME who I am and what YOU think about the woman I love!?"
I'm standing and point at the chair - "That chair, I really like it."
Smith: "Will you shut up about the chair? Tell me what this is really all about!"
me: "Ok. You win. I'll play nice."
Smith: "There's nothing nice about you."
me, now angry, gets in his face:"Listen and listen good Smith. The day you can go toe to toe with me on MY best day is the day we're fuck buddies in the same jail cell fending off the rest of the convicts!"

That painful quiet whisper in Smith's brain invades again. Listen to him, but stand your ground. You've got his respect. Where you going to go?

Smith:"Damn you. This fucking migraine is your fault"
me: "You too? Those headaches only come when Dufus is around? I can explain that too if we play ball with each other. And I want the chair."
Smith: "Look. Dufus came to me all confused about a stroke. He thinks it's got something to with a hospital that turned him away. I didn't think he had a good case."
me: "That's it? That's your excuse for not representing him? What kind of ambitious lawyer throws away a perfectly good lawsuit when it's dumped into his lap?"
Smith: "Look, it we're going to keep doing this, my name has to stay out of it on paper somehow."
me: "Deal. I'll take it." Reaches out to shake Smith's hand. Smith reciprocates.
me: "You're a good man. Don't ever let anyone tell you anything different." I point back to the chair.:"I still want that chair"
Smith grins and rolls his eyes:"You throw a convincing argument. Pro Bono? Why not?"
me: "Then we're friends?"
Smith: "Oh HELL no!"
me: "Good. I'm gone". I go to the door into Mrs. Smith's area.
Smith yells to me:"I seriously doubt that!"
I close the door, yelling: "Think about that chair!"

Mrs. Smith is smiling: "I see it worked."
me:"We gotta talk about those ears of yours. They're really cool."
Smith from his desk: "Leave my wife alone!"
me: "My God. There's 2 of you! Anyone else around here w/ears like that?"
Mrs. Smith shakes her head. "You're quite the character, you know that?"
Me: "I get that a lot."
Smith: "And you can't have the chair! Leave! Now!"
me to Mrs. Smith: "Dad's mad. I should leave now."
Mrs. Smith:"Good idea. And good luck".
me: "I feel like hugging you, but that might seem inappropriate."


Smith opens his office door, angry: "Don't you have some place to be Mr. Numb Nuts?"
me: "Jealousy. That's good. Bye. Nice meeting you!"


I leave excited. Back out in the rain, staring at Gump in the car. He's sleeping.

I run to car and get in the driver's side. Wet, but happy.
me:"Do you know how pissed I am right now? You set this whole thing up, didn't you? And don't pretend you're sleeping?"
Gump wakes up and smiles at me.
me:"Fine. Play dumb. See if I care." I start the car.
me: "I have to be at work tonight and we have to go home so I can sleep. You can do whatever it is you do when I'm asleep."
Gump says only whatever he is capable of: "Cool".
I smile back at him: "You win again. Hope you're happy now."

Gump hold up his imaginary steering wheel, bouncing in his seat.
me:"No. You can't drive. This is not the time. We're going straight home and that's final."
Gump sighs. About to cry.
me: "Remember that useless little town you like so much? The one with the milkshakes? How about we go there to get a shake? Then I'm going to bed.My bed."
Gump brightens up again.
me:"Works for me. But I'm going to bed. Got that?"
Gump nods yes. Crosses his heart.
me: "And you're not driving. Maybe my next day off?"
Gump starts his happy dance again.
me, as I pat his leg: "Stop. We don't want anyone thinking something creepy's going on.

My real life has taken an unplanned, unforeseen radical departure. I am indeed staying on course by my own choice. No moves w/out Gump's expressed permission. Though my 'book' is finished, it's been put on hold until I devise a way to package it myself. A similar type fictitious autobiography type story grounded in real life is in the works. As well as some sci-fi stuff and a spooky, comical type 'ghost' sports story has been outlined.

New facts on my friend Gump:

Fact: Quit my job as a new self-employment situation has emerged.

Fact: Captainnumnuts is officially a Notary Public. Because I am duty-bound to the public in so many ways, I have personal self-interest in this matter that could jeopardize anything relevant to my disposition.

Fact: I'm actively pursuing certification as a Legal Nurse Consultant - preferably specialization as an Attorney Liaison and asses medical records' cases.

Fact: The original attorney has been unofficially dismissed citing conflicting, personal, self-interests as well as compromising his position as an officer of the court.

Fact: A new attorney team has been assembled. More aggressive and knowledgeable ; 2 of the original have been retained.

Fact: An anonymous charity fund platform has been established. Neighbors and community have come to Gump and family's aide as they've seemed to have lost or sold all assets to fund ongoing efforts. Despite remarkable efforts to keep this matter from the public eye, the inevitable is only a matter of time.

Fact: A 'Cease and Desist' order has been specifically leveled at the alleged primary physician who somehow managed to present himself as Gump's personal doctor, w/out Gump's knowledge, to benefits' insurance companies - companies employed by his former employer. Similar orders are being carried out in an attempt to halt all transactions employed by 1st hospital via a circuit court judge authority. 2nd hospital is continuing Gump's treatments and rehabilitation not seeking payment at this time w/Gump and family's full consent. Violation of Hypocritical Oath is being looked into by a separate group of persons as it pertains to 2 or more doctors at this time.

Fact: Simultaneous to the above - Gump is seeking employment as well as his Veterans' options within the realm of US gov't.

Fact: A former employee of one of Gump's beneficiary insurance companies has volunteered to come forth as a witness on Gump's behalf. As well as persons who have known and worked alongside Gump in his past.

Fact: Additional filings are moving forth in accordance w/due process laws.

Another excerpt.....


Winburn sees the white bag w/grease spots on it and the wonderful scent of the local hotdog stand invades the room. As he reaches inside, there's an envelope w/some sort of card inside. He opens it and reads, "Happy Birthday Doc! Hope you like it! - Your not-so-secret admirer, Cupcakes!"

"Ahhh", he says out loud. "This babe truly knows the way to a man's heart. Hope my wife doesn't walk in." He takes a big bite and immediately starts to choke, having difficulty breathing. "Fucking horse radish! That Bitch!"

Something on the monitor catches his eye.

Dr. Winburn looks up at the monitor and sees a cheerful, friendly man enter the lobby doors. He immediately knows it's the mysterious Numb Nuts he's heard so much about recently. Winburn heads towards the lobby.


me: "Stay put Gump. I know this place upsets you, so I'm going to pay your friendly neighborhood doctor a visit".
Gump shakes his head.
me: "It's okay Gump. I won't do anything stupid. Just don't do any of that creep mind reading stuff this time. Are we good there?
Bump reluctantly nods is head yes - eyes watering.
me: "I got this one. It won't take long." I get out and stroll towards the clinic doors.

Gump looks at his friend closely as he watches me open the doors. Gump is silent and nervous, but keeps his promise.


me to reception desk: "Hi. First time here. Can I get an appointment to see Dr. Winburn?
girl at the desk: "Sure. He's very busy these days. How about Friday morning?"

Winburn comes out the hallway door."Mr. Numb Nuts! Pleasure to see you!" Then to the girl at the reception desk -"I'll take this one. Go back to what you were doing."

Me to Winburn: "Do I smell hotdogs? You know they got great hotdogs around the corner!"
Dr. Winburn starts coughing.
me: "Horse radish?"
Winburn whispers to me as he looks shocked:"Let's go to the back please. Don't want to make a scene here."
me, as I look out to the people waiting in the lobby: "Oh don't mind me. What I have to say really isn't a big secret."
Winburn grabs my elbow and guides me quickly into the hallway.

I almost yell to him:"Stop. Right here."
Winburn stops suddenly and turns to face me."It appears everything I've heard about you is true."
me: "Me? I'm that popular? You mean classic narcism? Insecurity issues? Confrontational? Yep. You got it."

Winburn: "WTF are you here for mister? You trying to ruin me? Blackmail?"
me: "Not really, though that does have a nice ring to it." "I'm here about Dufus."

Winburn: "I cleared him to go back to work. That's what he wanted."
me: "Would've been nice if you had told him and his family. Shame he had to find out through his insurance company."
Winburn: "WTF are you talking about? What's wrong w/helping a guy get back to work?"
me: "Qualifications. As in you're NOT."
Winburn: "You're crazy!"

me: "Well, Dufus has made progress in his strength and he's moved from the big knob to the middle knob. He's been doing puzzles and word recognition tests as well"
Winburn: "He was fairly coherent last time I talked to him. Seem a little mad though."
me: "Oh, he has his moments. Especially when he's upset. "
Winburn: "Who have you been talking to?"
me: "That's not important. You see, you're an O.D., not an M.D..Somehow that one slipped through the cracks. Even Dufus's therapists know that now."
Winburn: "What's the difference? They both are equally qualified."
me: "But not in your case. Ever wonder why docs from 2nd hospital stopped communicating w/you? Seems as if there's several docs, nurses, and thrapists that have been treating him strongly disagree w/your diagnoses of Dufus. Takes more than a blood test."
Winburn looks enraged and steps toward me as if to choke me.
me" "Not a good idea. The cameras are rolling." I circle the air with my finger."You're cameras".

Winburn stops and smiles. "What's your angle?"
me: "MY angle is this Dr. Who: By the time I'm done w/you, you won't get a job as a prison doctor in Mexico. Or the Middle East. Take your pick."
Winburn: "What happens now."
me: "Now you stop whatever it is you're doing to my friend and I go get a hotdog."

I turn toward the hallway door to leave and yell back over my shoulder. "By the way! Happy Birthday!"
Winburn quickly leans over the empty counter in the hallway, picks up a desk phone, and starts dialing Smith's number.
Smith: "Hello? That you Winburn?"
Winburn: "We got a serious problem."
Smith: "Not on the phone. I'm coming to you." *click*

Judge Thomas Murdy was in deep thought as he stared out towards the horizon. He took note of the orange glow and a string of connecting cloulds above the treetops and the dark blue sky above. Such a beautiful early sunrise while it was still dark below towards the highway. That's why he liked this spot. Somewhere outside, close by, he could almost here the birds chirping. It was Saturday and here he was at the Buncomb County Courthouse on the interior bridged walkway on it's 2nd floor. He noticed a headlight to his right as Sam's old truck turned into the narrow road leading to the back of the courthouse. Tom grinned to himself and slowly walked back to his chambers.

Amanda came strolling into her new office wiping her eyes clear of the residue from last night's sleep. She went to bed early on a Friday. Very unusual for her. Especially considering she was such an attractive young woman and never lacking for dates or suitors.She immediately started coffee before she went to her desk. Sat her purse and briefcase down on the desk and turned back to the open office door. Amanda took a peek out towards the courthouse bridgeway, seen Mr. Murdy's large, heavy frame as he stared towards the skyline.

'Such a pretty morning' she thought. Then, a second thought,'Damn! What's Judge Murdy doing here on a Saturday?' She came in to do some research on some cases for next week to impress 'The Judge' as they called him. She hoped she'd be alone her today.

Tom noticed the door cracked open to Amanda's office. Then heard some shuffling around and tapped on the door.

"Come in!" she yelled.
Tom: "What are you doing here so early pretty lady? Shouldn't you be in bed nursing a hangover or whatever it is you do on Saturday's?"
Amanda was startled as Judge Murdy's voice drown out the quiteness of the building:"Good morning Sir!" She tried to hide her surprise at his sudden appearance.
Tom: "Isn't it your day off Amanda?"
Amanda: "Yes sir. I thought I'd catch up on some things while no one was here. Besides, you said never come in on Sundays. You didn't say anything about Saturdays."
Tom nodded thoughtfully: "I guess I did, didn't I? Well, I'll try not to bother you today. I came here for the same reason. I'll stay out of your hair today and try not to bother you with the usual stuff."
Amanda smiled that sexy toothy smile and looked relieved: "Thank you! I wanted to surprise you, but looks like you beat me to it already."
Tom pulled the door closed as he started back to his chambers and thought to himself:'Damn that girl's hot! Her smile alone just made my day."
He entered his chamber's and rolled up his sleeves. Still pondering if he should really start this thing today of all days.


Samuel Cole noticed Tom Murdy's towering figure on the courthouse interior bridge. He seemed to be staring at something. 'Just like his daddy', he thought.
Then reached for his officer's ball cap as he headed to his reserved spot in the back parking lot.

Tom heard Sam's quickening pace in the hallway outside his office - indicating Sam was headed straight for Tom's office. He grinned to himself for the 2nd time today already and thought 'Some things never changed.' Sam's footsteps were music to his ears. His thoughts then turned to the mysterious Dufus he hadn't seen in so many, many years.

Thank you. We're looking into that as well. Hopefully you took time to read what I listed as facts where no other case was mentioned. But it's not uncommon for LNs to overlook a few things - I don't fault them in that way unless it's blatantly obvious.

Let's forget that this is now becoming a book yet to be published, but almost there though we've intentionally delayed it. It can be published because it's intentionally written as fiction. We're decided to publish it and work on a 2nd one continuing same story.

If you're an LN, then we both know that's true. About 99% of people who sue hospitals are blowing smoke up everyone's ass either because they're ill informed or simply have a hard time proving it if it is true because A) It's a common theme where there's little or nothing to support it. B)Very few physicians and nurses are willing to turn against their own. They see so many patients, it's difficult to drop whatever you're doing and look into it. And we both know that in such circumstances, truth or no truth, there's delays - continuences, personal emergencies, more time to prepare, change of venue, etc..Both civil and criminal.

Going the Class Action route, several have stepped forward, only one has provided indisputable evidence. That person came into same ER as my friend

This other person came into said ER, assisted by his son, complaining of breathing and thought he had a broken rib. But HE didn't have a stroke and was in full control of his mental abilities. (My friend was incapable of coherent and clear thought in his own situation).

They examined him, took x-rays, and seen he had 3 broken ribs. Ignoring him and son's insistence he be hospitalized, telling him to come back in 1 or 2 days if pain persisted. He went to another ER owned by same organization and they hospitalized him immediately - they saved his life. His primary physician step forth and presented well documented diagnoses of Paget's disease. Now that same man has only one functional lung and his breathing is assisted by a respirator and often needs an Oxygen concentrator.

In my friend Gump's case, a new development emerged though attempts to cover it up have stopped for some time now. A primary physician had (past tense) placed himself center stage with insurance company(ies) stating he was Gump's primary physician despite evidence to the contrary.

This new physician that's late to the game also 'approved' Gump's return to former employer but FAILED to notify Gump or his family.

This halted his benefits from 1 insurance provider that acts on behalf of his former employer. Said provider also has an original POA that was concocted on the day of his release from ICU after he came out of coma. Even if Gump did sign that POA, there's absolutely nothing that says he was coherent enough to understand what he was signing. Gump's copy of POA was not received until well after this dispute began - even then Gump's family was met w/resistance to get said copy. For several years up to his massive stroke, he was well paid and invest heavily into his benefits. Though his strokes are not work related, those benefits do indeed cover this. I don't think he planned to have a major stroke. Again, a 2nd stroke, though minor, has been detected once the swelling of his brain subsided. If Gump was fired, his employer also failed to notify him or his family - there's no documentation from his former employer supporting anything of that nature, yet one of Gump's benefits providers was the ONLY one, as well as this mysterious doc who's allegedly Gump's primary physician saying Gump was capable of returning to work. Gump's real primary doc AND at least 3 physicians dispute this mysterious doctor Who. Those disputing him are employed by a separate organization who saved his life and have been actively involved in his recovery. They continue to treat him. The original hospital organization have absolutely no contact w/second organization since this disagreement began. Yet, one of the health benefits companies have NOT acknowledged this despite overwhelming evidence of payments made to 3 specialized therapists, then 1 singular OC therapist who no longer assists Gump's 1 on 1 sessions. Though she has seen to it Gump is now in a specialized gym program catered specifically for him. He refuses to give up.

Though Gump's made remarkable progress, it's universally known and obvious he is NOT the person he once was nor will he ever be. There's a shitload of evidence and witnesses that can testify to this FACT.

Gump's original attorney has been fired. Prior to this, an LN noted that 2 ER visits Gump and his mother made to said ER within 2 days of each other were merged together as 1 report as if it was a singular visit with conflicting diagnosis. Said LN was released from contract w/said attorney and it is believed that's due to a disagreement w/said attorney concerning Gump's case.

On the night of November 2nd, 2017, the poster known as Captainnumnuts was reborn. His last clear memory was calling in to his job to say he was sick. He awoke a few times unaware his brain was swelling and believing he had some type of new flu strand. He 'awoke' several times in great pain unlike anything he had ever known - puking, shitting himself, crying for help, begging God to save him, crying to anyone who would listen. He never begged anything his entire life. He passed out one final time - welcoming the comfort of darkness and spiraling forever downward - pleading somewhere in his mind for some kind of comfort. Never quite letting go.

He 'awoke' from coma a few days later. Surrounded by tubes and wires. No memory of who he was. Someone appeared in his vision as he realized he was awake, but still in pain. NOTHING in his head. That someone told him his name and where he was. He could not speak nor move. Yet, he had no fear nor concern of what he was before. And his journey into a new life began.......

Somewhere along the way he found himself. He's much better, but his journey continues. His story WILL be heard. He WILL continue 'to be' until he is no more.



And this is his song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pmQsrXLofMY

His faith is now fact. He's on his way!

 

[MREDME2]

The baffling bullshit continues............

UPDATE:Our heroes' story concludes.

Numnuts and Gump have found a publisher for their story. A nationally known law firm is moving forward w/the lawsuit. There will be no out of court settlement.

Numnuts & Gump currently reside in the same tiny house.

They both have obtained gainfull employment.

Both have newly assigned physicians closer to home.

They've obtained an old beater car for joy rides and the occasional trip to a little known restaurant that serves home made milkshakes.

They like to pretend they are not the dummies of Hazardless county as they roam wrecklessly about.

A stunt man is on call to ensure they do not hurt themselves.

 

[MREDME2]

Also:/Numnuts and Gump are planning a vacation to the White House. They hope to become professional food tasters for President Trump during their vacation.

They both have a fantasy of tag teaming an intern in the Oval Office.

Special note: Jim Carey has asked them to make a guest appearance in a spinoff of "Dumb and Dumber". They insist on Johnny Depp co-starring as Tonto.

 

[MREDME2]

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[schism666]

i believe thread bumping is against the rules.

 

[Stain_mAnn]

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That's a shame...

 

[HAL_9000]

Sorry, I think this movie has already been done:

https://m.media-amazon.com/images/M/MV5BOTk5ZjYyZTMtYzYwOC00NmJiLTk1OGQtZTMxY2I1YWQ3ZjJmXkEyXkFqcGdeQXVyNzU1NzE3NTg@._V1_CR0,45,480,270_AL_UX477_CR0,0,477,268_AL_.jpg

 

[TontoedRanger]

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