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MAN DIES FOR 43 MINUTES AND COMES BACK TO LIFE --  THAT MAN WAS ME !

And I had been told it was all anxiety--not my heart

Our book describes what happened in great detail, because I want to get this story out before this happens to anyone else. 

I ask the question: Would you send one of your family members to a doctor who assures you everything is okay and doesn't order additional tests? A doctor who laughs at you when you believe something could be  seriously wrong with you? A doctor who not only doesn't visit his patient in the hospital where he works, but walks out while you are testifying to the hardships and pain you went through and continue to go through because of his mistake?

What does it feel like to die? I can tell you, because on May 14th 2012, I died for 43 minutes after having a heart attack on my wife's 43rd birthday, only to come back from the dead and get screwed in a court of law.

THE CARDIOLOGIST TREATING ME SAID NOTHING WAS WRONG OVER AND OVER! 

In summary, before my heart attack, I had chest pains, a numb left arm and at times trouble breathing. I went to a cardiologist a few times and each time was told nothing was wrong with my heart. Three months later, I had an episode unlike any other episode I had before, and as a registered nurse myself, felt I'd had a heart attack. But after 20 minutes the symptoms did go away. I went back to the cardiologist early the next morning and was assured yet again it was not my heart.

IN A COMA

The doctor thought it was something I ate or anxiety. Two and a half weeks later I had a massive heart attack and was clinically dead for an astounding 43 minutes. I was pronounced dead at 30 minutes when the ER doctor told my wife and children there was nothing more they could do for me. 

I'M ALIVE TODAY BECAUSE OF CHERYL'S DETERMINATION TO SAVE ME AND SKILLED DOCTORS AT STONY BROOK HOSPITAL.

Knowing I wouldn't leave her, my wife pleaded for ten more minutes of CPR. After 8 minutes, my heart restarted. I was in a coma for 17 days fighting for my life while all my organs were shutting down. I was in the hospital for approximately a month. I am amazed at the almost full recovery I have made since then.

After 3 years, I finally got my day in court against the cardiologist whom I feel killed me. While I was testifying, the doctor left the courtroom! I waited three years to look this doctor in the eye and let him know that I know he made a mistake in not doing anything on the last emergent visit except to reassure me that it wasn't my heart. He even laughed it off--literally--laughed out loud at me. The man walked out of the courtroom while I was testifying. I didn't even get that satisfaction of telling him what I had gone through after his mistake of sending me away with The wrong medical advice.  

My family bravely testified on my behalf and my expert witnesses also testifed that this doctor was negligent with my health care. Despite compelling testimony, 6 jurors felt it was we, the victims, who were negligent for trusting this so called doctor and not going  to the hospital sooner. They thought it was just a coincidence I had seen him with chest pain and all the other signs of impending disaster prior to the heart attack on May 14th, 2012. We also found out during the trial that he had privileges for Stony Brook hospital and never once came to visit me. Though he didn't visit, he did look at my chart and saw the surgery that was done when a skilled surgeon put in the stents. He had not ordered tests that would have shown I had one clogged artery at 90 % and another at 100 %, and it was NOT anxiety as he repeatedly told me. So much for not having any heart issues. Sounds pretty guilty to me.

My heart is broken yet again because I was screwed over one more time--This time by 6 jurors who didn't seem to care that malpractice had been proven! This is just a very brief summary, you wouldn't believe the whole story, but you will be able to read much of it when our book releases in mid-December 2016. 

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