Monday, October 27, 2014

A Mother’s Perspective on Medical Negligence

Many days I want to just walk away from this fight (medical negligence).  I look at it and say, “Dear God, the apathy is so great and the officials are so corrupt. How on earth will your children find justice?  How can we stop the destruction of another life when there is so much money involved; consequently, many officials will look the other way because they are benefactors.  Dear Jesus, how do we fight against such?”

At the moment I am ready to throw in the towel, I read about another victim: a child, a father, a mother, etc. and I am reminded of where I was in October of 2007.  The day my 13-year-old daughter’s life was forever changed due to a preventable medical error.  At that moment, I pull myself together, ask God to forgive me for whining, and start again at writing and sending out my book to officials praying that it gets to the right one.  The one who will stand with the many victims of these heinous acts to create a national standard that will protect all patients across this nation from medical negligence.

There have been enough forums and hearings on preventable medical errors (medical negligence).  Now, there needs to be action taken to stop these horrendous acts.  We know that millions are affected each year, of these, approximately 440,000 thousand die and many others are left disabled.  Consider that this number is just an account of hospital errors, and does not account for those that occur in doctor’s offices.  If these acts were being committed in another country, it would be broadcast across the U.S. media and we would feel obligated to act because we stand for “Human Rights,” but it is happening right here and we are moved to do nothing, but hold meetings.  How can this be so?

Only a few states have dared to tackle this beast. California has Proposition 46 on the November ballot and, oh, the political pundits have made it sound like this proposed legislature will do harm to doctors.  Asking for accountability does not create a hardship to the medical community, it blocks the heart ache and the devastation created by a profession that lacks responsibility.  I applaud California for taking it on, but my daughter’s basic human rights were violated at the age of 13-years-old as a patient in Idaho. This should also be on the floor of the U.S. Congress and Senate because of the widespread violation of patients in this country.

If you wonder why others and myself keep pounding on the same brick wall, it is because we believe that at some point the blow will be hard enough to break through.  That someday a politician with enough courage will do more than talk, and will help us create a national standard for the medical profession.  One where medical records cannot be manipulated after a grave error has been committed and where criminal laws are applied to such an offense.  One where medical boards will be held responsible when they continue to allow negligent medical professionals to retain licenses when they know full well that these individuals are harming patients.  This is why I keep writing and others like me are speaking out, writing, and pleading for our Senators and Congressmen to do something.

Many days I long for the normal life I once had.  I often wonder where I stood before this day.  I ask myself, did you look and walk away.  But, I really had no clue of the injustice.  A person’s life can be destroyed by the health community that is purportedly there to help preserve it, and that this very community then becomes the predator and the patient the prey.  The injured has to be painted as misguided or delusional in order for the medical professional to preserve his/her status.  In my daughter’s case, of course they had done all they could, including changing medical records to undermine me.  I was painted as the misguided mother.

As the numbers show, many people are added daily to the list of patients affected by preventable medical errors.  I have joined with others on Facebook who want to stop the list from growing.  You can find me and many others who are taking a stand against medical negligence in ProPublica Patient Harm Community and NAMMV (National Association for Medical Malpractice Victims), Truth In Medicine, and many other groups, these are just a few. Not one more family should suffer this devastation, when elected officials have the power to reform the laws pertaining to medical negligence.  Stop by and see what happens when there is no accountability.  Great harm is done from a profession that takes an oath to “Do No Harm.”

It would be remiss of me not to mention that there are many in the health profession who are responsible. Who work hard and have helped families like mine to recover from the damaging effect of broken systems.  Yet, there are also those in the profession who witness the actions of the negligent monsters, like the one that nearly killed my daughter, and are quiet.  I ask this question of them, how much more are you responsible for knowing and not reporting it. 


I was catapulted into this fight in October of 2007, and as much as I would like to throw in the towel, I cannot because the cause needs as many voices speaking out as possible.  My faith tells me that my presence here is for a reason.  If you are reading this, your voice could help.  Share this post and spread the word.  Patient’s lives are being destroyed due to preventable medical errors at an alarming rate in the U.S. and we want our elected officials at the national level to take action.  Enough forums, hearings and meetings have been held on medical negligence. Now, please, take action to stop the death and disabling of American citizens in this country from this grave injustice.

Friday, October 24, 2014

Letter Sent to Idaho Falls Commissioners Seeking Assistance for Federal Investigation into Actions of Prosecutor Running for Judge in November Election


Letter sent to Idaho Falls/Bonneville County Commissioners: Christensen, Radford and Staker

My name is Veverly Edwards. I am writing because I need your assistance.  I have petitioned the court, prosecuting attorney Pickett and other officials in Idaho Falls and Boise to assist me in getting an investigation into the fraudulent actions of my daughter’s attorney (G. Lance Nalder) and the doctor (Erich Garland) we filed a malpractice lawsuit against in 2012.  Both of these individuals used fraudulent information to defraud the malpractice lawsuit.  I have written a book God’s Miracle Among Corruption in Idaho and placed the information that documents the criminal behavior of Garland and Nalder and the unjust practices of City Attorney Fife, Prosecuting Attorney Pickett, the Idaho Falls Police Department and other officials in Idaho.  I know that no one will believe what transpired unless they see it.  These individuals attempted to quiet our voices. So I placed their letters filled with false information in the book to show and document their unethical practices.

After nearly losing my child (Robyn O. Edwards) in 2007, I discovered that Dr. Eric Garland, a neurologist in Idaho Falls, Idaho gave Robyn a prescription drug (Zomig) that caused a massive stroke. Once he realized his grave error, he then changed her medical records to reflect a migraine headache diagnosis and symptoms that she did not have. The drug, Zomig, is only given to treat migraine headaches. Robyn was having numbing sensations in her limbs. She never had a migraine headache.

In 2009, my ex-husband and I retained Nadler Law Firm to represent my daughter’s claim against Dr. Erich Garland. The case was scheduled to go to trial in October of 2012. Six months before going to trial, G. Lance Nalder withdrew from the case. I would have dismissed at that point had it not been for the fact that Nalder attempted to intimidate me with false medical records. I informed Nalder and the opposing side during a deposition in 2011 that the document in question, presented as a part of Robyn’s medical records, was not in my handwriting. I have since had a forensic document examiner review the document Nalder said compromised my testimony and the document is in Dr. Garland’s handwriting.  Nalder also made false accusations against the expert witness that his firm retained to give testimony.  He claimed that the expert recanted his statement, but I have a written statement that says the expert did not recant. It is also in the book.

These individuals made a mockery of my daughter’s medical malpractice case and of Idaho’s civil litigation process. Idaho Statute 18-2601 and 2602, states that it is a felony offense to introduce false information into any trail or court proceeding in Idaho even the investigative process. I have attempted several times to file a complaint with the Idaho Falls Police Department and they have refused to take a report. I even wrote Mayor Fuhriman and the city council for their assistance in 2013.

Mayor Fuhriman asked for City Attorney Fife’s opinion and Fife in a written letter lied to Fuhriman about the facts of the case.  I am sending you copies of the book “God’s Miracle Among Corruption in Idaho” because it has their letters and emails showing how they lied regarding the facts of the case.  In the letter addressed to Fuhriman, Attorney Fife states that he and Prosecuting Attorney Pickett did not think it was proper to prosecute Dr. Garland for violating statutes 18: 2601 and 2602.  My question is when is it proper to prosecute someone when they have committed a felony offense during a civil trial process?  What discriminating factors did Fife and Pickett use to determine it was not proper?  Was it because my daughter is African American and they are all white? You will find this information in chapters 3-6 of the book.

The people of Idaho need to know what kind of man Pickett is before electing him to a judgeship position.  If he cannot fairly operate and prosecute offenders of the law as a prosecutor, surely he does not need to be elected to the position of a judge.  He would only harm the citizens and turn his head as he has in his present position, when someone he deems it improper to prosecute has committed a criminal offense.

The statute of limitations have not run out on the fraud that I discovered in 2012 and reported to the police.  The police just refused to take any action. When I first spoke with Captain Cook of the Idaho Falls Police Department in 2013, he stated that even if I could prove Dr. Garland falsified the records, the statute of limitations had run out on Idaho 18: 2601-2602. He attempted to convince me that the time started when Garland falsified the records. However, it did not become a criminal offense until Dr. Garland used the documents during the court/trial process. So how could the statute of limitations for this offense start before he introduced and defrauded the court process? I did not discover it until my attorney attempted to defraud me with the material in 2012.  My belief is either the police cannot read and interpret the laws or they think the citizens are unread.

After I wrote the Idaho Falls City Council in 2013, the police finally took a report from me but did nothing. As a matter of fact, the emails in the book will show that I even sent evidence showing the offenses and they did nothing to investigate the fraudulent acts committed by both Dr. Garland and Attorneys Nalder and Barton. 

I also believe, because Garland was heading an initiative that the City of Idaho Falls had a stake in, is the reason that everyone took part in this deceptive plot.  Please read the book all of this information is spelled out in it.  My goal is to get the federal government to intervene and investigate all of the individuals that took part in this scheme to defraud my daughter’s case.

I would think that the representatives of the people of Idaho Falls would have a problem with this. It is a dangerous precedence to allow a doctor to blatantly and willfully falsify information, allow it to be used during a civil court proceeding, and not hold him accountable according to the statutes of Idaho that cover such criminal behavior. This doctor’s actions forever changed the life of a 13-year-old girl. Innocent people do not change records and defraud civil cases. We need help in getting a federal investigation into this doctor’s criminal offense, G.  Lance Nalder’s criminal behavior in defrauded his own clients, and all of the officials who turned their heads and allowed these criminal acts to go unaddressed, including Prosecutor Pickett.

I hope you read this information and realize that a grave offense took place.  No one in Idaho has offered to assist Robyn and me, or give us any directions on how to continue.  So I am writing you as County Commissioners of Bonneville County asking for your assistance in getting a Federal Investigation into the actions of all of these individuals.

Sincerely,


Robyn Edwards 
Veverly M. Edwards

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

God can handle the Inquisition-You Just Stand

I remember when Robyn was in ICU and a petition was filed against me to take custody of my children. While this was upsetting, I knew that the petition was filled with lies, so for the most part it didn't bother me. What bothered me was to leave Robyn’s bedside, but fortunately for me one of my sisters was there and stood in while I addressed the situation. A few weeks later, I received a phone call from an attorney in Memphis, Tennessee stating that a complaint was about to be filed against me for refusing medical care for Robyn, because I was waiting on God to work a miracle. I told the attorney God had already worked the miracle. What I refused, was to allow them to experiment on Robyn with mind and mood altering drugs. I was so upset after that call. I went to my car and cried out to the Lord, “Why are you allowing them to make a mockery of me?” He replied to me, “It is not you they are questioning, it is me.”
If you feel like your faith is being attacked, it probably is, but who they are really aiming at, is God. So give it to him because he can handle the inquisition-you just stand.


Job 19:25 (KJV)

For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

If It is Your Time to Move, Just do it!

Good Morning,

I was meditating this morning and as I looked back I remember about this time in 2012 I was ready to return home to Memphis. We were homeless and I couldn't find a job in Orange County, California. I recall my anger with God because the move proved more difficult than I thought it would be. But I was determined to bring Robyn here to attend a brain-injury program that would assist with her cognitive rehabilitation.

I remember my kids saying, no, mom let's just wait it out. My younger son asked me where was the faith I had taught him. Yeah, that was my eye opener, if my teenage son could believe that the God I taught him about would deliver us, why couldn't I?

Change is difficult, but sometimes necessary. Many times we turn back because the process appears overwhelming. We will run back into captivity because we have conditioned ourselves to believe it was comfortable, instead of running into the arms of God and trusting he will deliver us to a safe place. Isn't he an awesome God!

So I shared that because many times when it is time to move, because of fear and what may happen, we stay in places longer than we should. If it is your time to move, do it, trusting that whatever happens God will see you through it and deliver you to where he wants you to be.

Friday, September 12, 2014

Let's Change the WORLD Movement and Radio Show

Hello everyone, I will be a guest this weekend on Dale Davis' Let's Change the WORLD Movement and Radio Show  (segment on Books and Music that Change the World).  If you are able, please tune in on Sunday, September 14, at 7 p.m. est., and 4 p.m. pst, and 6 p.m. cst.  Hope to hear from some of you who have read the book, "God's Miracle Among Corruption in Idaho."

If you want to know more about me and the book, read my latest blogpost: The Challenges of Rehabilitating a Child Declared Brain-Dead (http://un-heard-voices.blogspot.com/2014/09/the-challenges-of-rehabilitating-child.html) or visit my website (www.veverlymyers.com).

Hope to hear from you on Sunday evening. :)

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

The Challenges of Rehabilitating a Child Declared Brain-Dead

In the days following the medical team’s declaration that my daughter, Robyn, was brain-dead, I refused to leave her bedside because I wanted to make sure she received the care of someone expected to live.  I did not think the medical team at Primary Children’s Hospital (PCH) would harm her, but at that point, I did believe they would treat her like someone who was dying.  I have seen many cases of people declared brain-dead since Robyn, and I often wonder about these cases and the care given after the declaration.
                One of the things I was grateful for in Robyn’s case was that the medical team at PCH, although they did not believe she would live, never threatened to disconnect her from life support.  I appreciated the neurosurgeon asking me, “Ms. Edwards what do you want me to do?”  I asked for more time and he gave her another week.  It was in that week that she made a small movement and it was evident she was not brain-dead.  Although they informed me not to place much hope into that because of the mass amount of damage to her brain from the stroke, I took that as a sign that God was indeed bringing her back.
                Robyn was never expected to get out of bed, as a matter of fact, when she opened her eyes for the first time, I was told not to expect any more than that.  But I told them, I expected much more.  I anticipated she would come out of the coma because I was trusting God for that.  I was often told that she would have another stroke because of her condition, but I refused to believe that too. When she finally regained consciousness, the medical team was astounded, and there were many evaluations to establish her baseline, where she was when she regained consciousness compared to where she was before the stroke.
                Robyn’s brain had endured a mass about of trauma from the stroke.  One of the first noticeable signs was when she starting swearing.  With a lot of redirection from the nurses, therapists, family, her dad, and me, she regained those filtering skills rather quickly.
The medical team also wanted to place her on medications, which I was against.  I did not want anything to alter her mental state or control her reactions.  I believed this was something she would need to learn to do again on her own.  After allowing them to try a couple of drugs, and seeing the affects, I refused to allow them to give her anything that affected her mentally.  I allowed the aspirin and the drug for the spasticity in her muscles, but that was it.  Oh, and there was the antibiotics for the infections she contracted while there.  We were in the hospital for five months. 
After Robyn awakened from the coma, I was told that she would need to be admitted to a long term care facility.  Yes, I rebuked that in the name of Jesus too.  I told the medical team that Robyn was going home.  If Robyn had to go to a facility, that meant I had to go, and we had been away from home too long.  I was told by the medical team that she would be too much to care for on my own.  But there was a case manager in the meeting that stated if I wanted to take her home, she would help me with the transition.  So I had to be trained in preparation to return home.
The most challenging situations were the ones where I had to give in to something that I trusted God to correct.  For instance, when I was told she would need a tracheotomy and feeding tube for life, I refused to accept that.  But because they believed this to be fact, I had to be trained in the hospital in order to prepare to take her home.  Some days were truly difficult.  I often told God during the training, “I don’t know why I am going through this but I am trusting you that it is not for Robyn.”
When Robyn first began therapy in the hospital, I remember one of the first goals was something like sitting up on the side of the bed, without assistance, for five seconds.  That sounds like a small amount of time, but for someone who lost that ability it was a monumental moment when she was able to achieve it.  With the assistance of the therapists at PCH and colonel the therapy dog, Robyn made great strides. 
By this time Robyn was breathing on her own and it was obvious that the tracheotomy could be removed, but she was still dependent on the feeding tube.  When the speech therapist informed Robyn of what she needed to do to eat again, Robyn and I went to work on strengthening her muscles in her face and her mouth.  Within in a few weeks, the speech therapist ordered a swallow study.  A few weeks later Robyn was eating again.  I often tell Robyn that those scars are battle scars and a reminder of where God brought her from.
Robyn spent several months in intense therapy at PCH.  I was grateful that she was strong enough to endure their program.  I am not advertising for Primary Children’s Hospital, but the rehabilitation team there has to be one of the best in the nation.  Robyn went from a very active 13-year-old to not being able to move or hold her head up.  The team of therapist at PCH, were great motivators and they never set limits for her, and I believe they too believe in miracles.  They played a major role in her successes.
When I left PCH, Robyn was feeding herself with a fork.  She had made major strides, but had many more to achieve.  The nurses and therapists trained me on everything from giving her baths to transferring her in and out of her wheelchair.  I must tell you that when I left the hospital, I informed God that I was not anticipating Robyn going home in a wheelchair.  I also informed him that I had no idea how I was going to care for Robyn and her brothers, but I was trusting he would get me through it.
While the challenges in the hospital were great, the transition home and all that it entailed was overwhelming.  When I had to fill out social security paperwork for Robyn, I thought I was gonna suffocate.  This was not supposed to happen to her at 13-years-old.  The day I had to return to the school to get information for her return, I almost had a meltdown in the hallway.  When I saw the kids in the hallway and postings of activities on the walls, a flood of memories came to my mind.  I muted the scream inside of me.  I headed for the nearest exit, ran to the car, and I cried. 
Robyn’s transition home also affected her brothers.  My mom stayed with them the five months Robyn and I were in the hospital and another three months after we returned home.  She also returned several times to take the pressure off of me.  With Robyn’s schedule of school, therapy and needing my assistance as a scribe in the evenings, there was little time for much else.  So this affected the boys, mostly my youngest son.  As a mother I tried to balance the effects of Robyn’s condition on everyone, but there was no way to really do that.  When my oldest son left for college, my youngest son felt the affect more than anyone.
Robyn was readmitted to PCH about a year after the discharge from the five month stay.  When I was told by a friend that water therapy was really good for mobility issues, I changed Robyn’s physical therapist to one that offered water therapy.  It was the water therapy that helped her to take steps again with her left leg.  After several months in water therapy, I asked her rehabilitation doctor at PCH if she could help get Robyn stable enough to walk.  She had Robyn readmitted for a month of intense therapy at PCH, and Robyn left there taking steps on her own again.
The initial reentry to school went well.  It was when she transitioned to high school that I found myself up against a new set of challenges.  To make it short, I will just say that most schools are not prepared to educate a child with a traumatic brain injury.  So there is a tendency to box them in, but I expected and refused to accept anything less than an education for Robyn.
After high school, Robyn enrolled in a brain injury program at a college in Southern California.  This too proved challenging, but she made it through.  Robyn enrolled in an academic program at Irvine Valley College in August of this year (2014).  I imagine this too will be a challenge, but she has overcome so many I expect that she will conquer it too. 
When I read about other families in our situation, I can only say what a neurologist at Primary Children’s Hospital said to me before we moved away, “I can never tell another parent who has a child with a brain injury as severe as Robyn’s that their child will live, but I can tell them of one who did.”
Checkout my website for information about my book, “God’s Miracle Among Corruption in Idaho” and a PowerPoint presentation of Robyn’s journey (www.veverlymyers.com).  Robyn’s massive stroke was caused by a preventable medical error due to the negligence of a doctor in Idaho Falls, Idaho.


Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Poem: The Parade of Injustice

Poem: Parade of Injustice
By: Veverly Edwards
www.veverlymyers.com

I wonder now, as I am pushed and shoved forward
                Did I once stand by the side with averted eyes?
                Refusing to look up, can’t be a witness
                Or maybe afraid that humanity may strike me
               
                As I looked on the crowd, searching for a familiar face
                I thought I saw one, but the jerk of a head
                Roll of eyes, and a twisted face
                They didn’t want to be identified

                And so onward I moved, and out of sheer exhaustion
                I shouted “Don’t you see what they’ve done?”
                Then suddenly a lady in the parade scorned me
                “What are you doing? They don’t care”

                “But if they heard me, if they saw me,” I said
                “Do you think they are blind?” she replied
                As I looked around, I saw the signs
                Innocent convicted, Guilty set free

                Oh, I see a Christian, I see a Christian
                How excited I was, and then to my surprise
                Their glare vexed my spirit, I started to despair
                But the spirit reminded me, Of My Lord, My God
               
                As I looked ahead, the line was thinning
                For a moment, I thought we were progressing
                As I approached the turn, I saw onlookers waving
                Give it up! Let it go! Move on!

                People were leaving, they were worn and tired
                And I said to the Lord, “Please can I go?”
                But instead he made me a promise
” I will never forsake you”
So in the parade I stayed.