He has been a legal aide and as a lawyer for years. He has worked in courts for the military and many law firms. He is helping me sort out some lawsuit worthy problems I have been having with medical care. It is sad when I have to hand the phone over to my brother saying “talk to my lawyer” but with some of the strange things they do to people it is sometimes needed. Medical people can pretty much tell clients they are “dreaming things up” or “just have allergies” or “just have the flu” forever. Even when something worse needes to be fixed with treatment and surgery. Even if you have scans from other doctors saying you really need treatment you have to fight to avoid the run around.
For example I was given a referral by my main doctor saying I needed a back treatment. I called the people who I was told needed to treat me, and faxed them the forms. Hard to do when in searing pain. Three weeks later they tell me I was on the waiting list for the wrong doctor! I was told six times by the medical medical assistants I was on the right list the first day I went on the list. Four doctors told me I was on the right list. It takes them 3 weeks, as I am going every few days to the emergency room in pain, to tell me the truth? It was a vicious act of sadism like Romans tossing Christians to lions.
At least I still have help from my brother. I do have next of kin who will take it to court if I am dead. My brother James is still here at my mom’s cramped house. Help in the Virginia move is nice.