Sunday, July 23, 2017

What Goes Around: Fewer U.S. Community Hospitals Can Properly Care For Children


I offered commentary on this story on my (private) Facebook page a day or so ago. Sharing my opinions with friends has been relatively safe and comfortable, but now I am compelled to come out of the shell I've been in since leaving the Greensboro blogosphere in 2013.

That would be the same blogosphere where I was routinely maligned/insulted/ridiculed and ultimately cyber-stalked by politically-motivated progressive know-it-alls (led by Edward Cone of the Moses Cone Healthcare Cones) . . . all because (back in the days of "Hillary's Village") this home-grown medical whistle-blower had the courage to fight back against the mill-town goons running Randolph Hospital (ultimately into Cone's waiting arms) . . . and to tell the truth about what Steven Eblin and Robert Morrison did to a "dime-a-dozen" Pediatrician in state and Federal service.

Under the cover of Randolph's non-profiteering status, I was run out of my own hometown on a rail . . . SLAPP-sued (unsuccessfully) for telling the truth to the governments I served (when they ASKED) . . . swindled at settlement (in my favor) by hospital executives who lied as easily as they breathed - who were, in turn, shielded by local journalists and lawyers and judges who could not be bothered with either the letter or the intent of the law.

The boiling/simmering medical-mess-for-children that we now have in many communities is the future that Edward Cone and his blogging-bullies helped make . . . by doing everything they could to bury one Pediatrician's horror story and make her "just go away".

My story did not serve their political/social goals.  It certainly laid waste to the notion that either Clinton actually CARED about those who advocated/labored-in-the-trenches for children.

What these cyber-bullies-disguised-as-citizen-journalists-safely-tucked-behind-their-keyboards did was NOT "for the children" . . . and now we have the evidence right in front of us to prove it.  I hope Edward is proud of himself.  I hope that chair in the Cone boardroom is very warm.

Oh by the way, you CANNOT blame this on Trump.  It's a mess decades in the making.  And Obamacare . . . a giant steaming pile of fiscally-unsustainable-horse-manure styled as healthcare "reform" . . . did not fix ANY of it!

Here's what I said on Facebook:

"This is happening because for the last twenty years or so, community hospital executives have almost UNIVERSALLY treated Pediatricians LIKE SH*T under their well-heeled shoes . . . devaluing their experience, and skills and training and services and very lives to nth degree - not wanting to pay for something they once got "for free" (by virtue of a physician having hospital "privileges").

For me it started in my HOMETOWN of Asheboro . . . when, as a young physician in Federal service, I was fired for standing up to Steve Eblin and Robert Morrision's threats - in order to save a newborn baby's life . . . and it's not really gotten any better.

Let me say that again (for so-called "journalists" like the smug, uptight, know-it-all Edward Cone-of-the-Moses-Cone-Healthcare Cones). I WAS FIRED FOR SAVING A BABY'S LIFE. 

Wrap your head around that please - and try to understand what it did to mine.

As a physician, you NEVER just "get over" something like that.

If the world worked the way it's supposed to work, NO ONE would have EVER dared say that to me.

The overpaid, over-rated non-profiteering MBA's running these small hospitals think they can do anything they like to Pediatricians - especially women - and get away with it . . . mostly because for years, they have. If we talk/fight back, we're "disruptive". Our time and expertise mean NOTHING to these (mostly-clueless) pencil-pushers. The risks of providing Pediatric coverage (especially on LDRP units where OB's - even dangerous ones - get anything they want) have become riskier and the rewards few - and THAT is why so many community Pediatricians have told hospitals to GO BLOW.

The mainstream press has IGNORED the problem. They didn't want to talk about what happened in Asheboro years ago - in the days of HILLARY'S VILLAGE (the Courier had to BURY the story) - and they STILL don't. It might reflect badly on some businessman Board-member's "progressive" leadership.

"The suits" have to have cover. And the "dime-a-dozen" doctors need to know their place amongst the corporate wolves.

Our systems of oversight are utterly broken. And our CHILDREN are paying for it."

Now, read this again.

Then, re-read the side-bar . . . which serves as a monument to years of VICIOUS online abuse (now archived) - courtesy of political progressives who could not hear anything but the sound of their own voices.

If you dared state a remotely conservative opinion (God-forbid that it be faith-based), the personal insults and slurs could be expected within three . . . two . . . one comment(s) - for all the world to see.  It was like the high-school "cool kids" piling on the hollow-eyed-kid-sitting-in-the-back-of-the-bus-already-beaten-to-a-pulp-at home.

KNOW why my heart is broken.  KNOW why (no matter where I go or what I do - because I DID "move on") the wound never heals.  KNOW why I weep for both myself and the children I've spent my life serving - oftentimes in places where people like Edward Cone and his high-minded ilk would not set foot.

ALL I ever wanted to do was come home and be a good Pediatrician - and maybe keep an innocent child from being medically-butchered (as I had been at Randolph) - a whole nuther story once told on this blog.

But in North Carolina, that is apparently a crime.

Monday, November 07, 2016

Humbled, Praying, Seeking, Turning

If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.  2nd Chronicles 7:14  (KJV)

Post-election Update:  After YEARS of working and practicing amongst scores of (extra)"ordinary" hard-working people-who-pay-the-bills-that-kill (described as "deplorables" by a woman who said she wanted to be their President), I knew down deep in my bones that Trump was going to win - no matter what the polls said.  I have to say that, on Election Night, it was an amazing thing to watch as the dials on the New York Times' website flipped from blue to red, and long-suffering/"fly-over"/middle-America found her footing/voice again.  It was like watching a miracle take place right in front of your eyes - courtesy of a graph provided by our-liberal-media, you could literally see the moment-in-time everything turned.  God bless our Constitutional Republic.

In the preceding years, the progressives of the Greensboro blogosphere had gotten everything they ever wanted - and they ran with it (and over everyone else) for eight years.  And the world went to Hell.  

American turned on American.  We split in two.  Families divided, friendships tanked.  Our leaders embraced one extreme or the other for power, and We-The-People, lost all ability to meet in the middle.   

The thing about political/social conservatives (including this former doctor-blogger . . . who only embraced "citizen journalism"/started blogging because she was done way-beyond-dirty as a public servant in the Clinton administration . . . and then fell through literally EVERY crack in Federal/state/local oversight) is that we will try to reason with even the most unreasonable people . . . long after we are bathed in vitriol, and called horrible names, and our sanity/ethics/morals/faith-if-we-still-have-it are insulted/libeled all over the Internet.  Some of us will even hang in after being criminally cyber-stalked.  We'll take the beatings to try and cut through the crap - because we BELIEVE in the dialogue/debate - we believe that even the voice of one reasonable good man/woman can change the world for the better.  

Still, while we might hang in for a very long time, eventually we do give up and walk away - largely for our own survival. We turn our cheeks, and wipe the spittle-of-our-enemies off our faces.  We bind our wounds and we just stop talking.  We won't debate anymore. We won't even answer a pollster's phone call. We go through the motions of our lives as the world burns around us, and we are proven right.

And then, we simply VOTE.  

I hope/pray that this country can come together and heal under new/fresh leadership.  As an American, I can only wish President Trump the very best.

Monday, August 22, 2016

It's Been A While . . .

Once upon a time, this blog was a force of nature - my nature - not to take the beatings dished out by corporate medicine lying down.  It's all in the sidebar.  I wish I could say it's all in the past.  But it's not.  My scars have scars. Every now and then, one opens up and oozes.

(Insert Disclaimer:  I've always/only spoken for me - and only me - both then and now.  It's America.  I'm supposed to have that right.  When did physicians lose that right?  To coin a melodic phrase, "You don't own me . . .")

I blew the whistle on bad care eighteen years ago - in my own hometown hospital.  The baby whose life I saved is now a beautiful young woman going off to college . . . a woman-of-faith whose baptism I attended with tears in my eyes.  How can one regret that?

It certainly cannot be taken away - never mind that almost everything else I ever worked for and wanted was ripped from my grasp . . . by greedy mill-town good-ole-boys who lied to everyone's faces . . . and suffered no consequence whatsoever . . . because all of the hallowed organizations we look to for protection could not be bothered by one small-town doctor's god-awful experience in state-and-Federal service.

Of course, it all happened during the days of "Hillary's Village", so no one cared.

This "dime-a-dozen" Pediatrician fought a good fight.  I actually "won" the fight.  But I didn't really . . . couldn't . . . actually never had a chance.

The game was fixed from the beginning.

But I'm NOT SORRY for fighting.

I'm chasing different dreams now . . . as my profession continues to crumble around me . . . and my specialty continues to melt down at the community hospital level (Pediatrics is swimming upstream against forces I identified, and problems I predicted over a decade ago).

I'll keep trying/treading water until I can't see daylight.

A public servant's life in Hillary's Village was bad enough . . . but our current Golfer-in-Chief thinks Pediatricians do tonsillectomies for the money.

(We don't do them at all.)

Barack Obama's "reform" didn't fix any of the things that really needed to be fixed.  The ACA is a glorified Ponzi scheme doomed to fall in on itself.  Meaningful/reasonable/responsible/ethical oversight of medicine has become next-to-non-existent . . . beholding only to the almighty dollar and buried under stacks of regulations and piles of paper/binary code.  Meanwhile, science/common-sense has taken a back seat to money-grubbing political howlers flinging their poo . . . while American journalism sinks into a Joker-worthy acid-slime-bath that makes Pravda look noble.

Back when this blog was a force of my nature - I did tell you so.

The blog is mostly archived now.  The material is going to be used for something else - but I've been waiting for the happy ending.

I do have one more post in me - it's coming before the 2016 election - be forewarned. 

(11/7/2016 Update:  I thought I did - but I don't have the energy.  It's just not in me - after twenty years of fighting the good fight, I'm tapped out.  Like many doctors of my generation, repetitively stomped, I'm hanging on by my fingernails and expecting the worst.  All I can hold onto is 2nd Chronicles 7:14.)

But until then, if you don't take anything away from your cursory glance at what's left of my once-prolific online footprint . . .