Saturday, March 17, 2012

Medical License: A lawyer's best friend

Medical License: A lawyer’s best friend

Somewhere in the dark recesses of tens of thousands of lawyers’ offices are the remnants of hundreds of thousands perhaps millions of medical malpractice suits, most of which went nowhere. Hungry for work, lawyers by the battalion, look to the medical profession to comfort their wallets. Commercials establish the mindset of those in the legal “profession” who are concerned with the health and welfare of others. “In the event your medical care was not perfect call Sludge, Slime and Greasy: we will smooth your path to obtain a settlement from those horrible doctors and obtain every penny you deserve.” Physicians are held to medical standards not created by others of equal capacity but by lawyers. Obamacare is a gift to the legal profession allowing a million ways to sue a physician, health facility or insurance company. The lawyers who wrote Obamacare left out the most important section, Tort reform. Many years overdue, tort reform would bring sensibility to the malpractice circus, Obamacare encourages its continuance. Over one million lawyers roam the judicial range. In Maryland 33,000 strong who believe it is a moral imperative to keep physicians in check. One bold attorney even went to the extent of writing a book: How to Sue Physicians and Win. Targeting physicians has been raised to a level of a sport for many with the judicial doctorate. Worse, lawyers employed in the public sector expend as much effort as possible to destroy physicians’ careers with expectations that the “kill” will move them up the food chain. A medical license has made thousands of lawyers rich and this will not change for the foreseeable future. For those of you who despise the medical profession, sooner or later you will need one of us and we may not be there to help you. Why, because your aggressive antics have created an atmosphere that has deterred the best and brightest from entering the profession. One day you may be traveling through a town or city and deep chest pain occurs. Rushing to that hospital you debased in the past a bed in the monitored area is waiting for you. As you roll into the room the doctor greets you. His first words: remember me I am that doctor you let into medical school who flunked out of college. Mark Davis President of Healthnets Review Services.  

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