Wednesday, December 31, 2014

When there's blood in the water...

My local newspaper ran an article describing a child suffering the supposed ineptitude of the entire industrial-medical complex.  Even the institutions are included in the list of defendants.  Being good Catholics, they abstained from dragging the Creator into it deferring to His mysterious ways.  [cough]

Of course the loss of a child is a hole that nothing can fill but only be compromised with.   The vacancy sign will always flash in the night.  What remains of the child will have to be attended to and it will be expensive.  Anyone who has ever uttered the phrase, life is cheap, has never seen a hospital bill for life support services.

The plaintiff’s council believes there is a vein of malpractice gold to be mined and are merely waiting on the assay.  Their strategy is to indict everyone.  To sling blame in all directions and see what sticks.  Justice they will howl though there is none to be found, only the amount of remuneration to be haggled over and their 40% off the top.


This is but another reminder of the fragility of being born a human into a world beset with dangers large and small at every turn of every day.  Speaking for myself, if and when a doctor/hospital/et al fails at first to perceive and treat my child correctly, I will find another doctor/hospital/et al before sunset.  I love my children too much to keep doing the same thing over and over expecting different outcomes.

In the meantime, the sharks will always circle waiting for one of us to make a mistake.

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