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Synopsis
"14 Seasons of Life" is a Tragic True Story of a Young Couple on Assignment with an American company,
A series of phenomenal events unfold through their struggle for justice, while trying to escape
the nightmare. Too many weird and almost impossible calamities unfold, with unbelievable treachery and tragedy interwoven in precisely timed sequence, to
consider them simple coincidences and not something else. God’s plan? International conspiracy? It’s
yet to be answered…
Crippled for life by corrupt surgeons;
Left, literally, to die in debilitating pain; Refused medical treatment by major hospitals in Munich due her US citizenship and left rotting in bed for a whole year with no help; Fired from her engineer job
while on disability with no explanation from her company – she was finally brought by
her heartbroken husband back to USA, on a lie-flat seat, non-stop
flight, spending nearly all their life's savings in hopes to remove the 'Hell Razer' device implanted into her spine in Germany.
The book is not just single person's
"unfortunate" story. The significance of this book is in a series of
events which happened in the spine industry in a short amount of time which WILL
inevitably effect a huge amount of people. In America alone, 500 000 people a
year undergo spinal fusion surgery. IF the medical devices industries succeeds in the
future as they did in the past, by corrupting doctors with venture capitalist
money, conference gifts, and stock options; IF the FDA averts its eyes further in the
future - as it had done in the past - to tainted device trial data from doctors who are
financially involved; IF the US government will close its eyes in the future as
they did in the past and instead of throwing that money-stained
data out, will simply admonish the billion dollar company by "accepting"
a fine of mere 250K (New
Jersey Attorney General)- hundreds of thousands of people will be receiving
devices or treatments that they may not be indicated for.
Moreover,
if the medical device companies continue to succeed in setting up clinical trials outside USA,
specifically in Germany, at
least we want this book to be out there for people who might read it and learn
from our tragic experience. Perhaps this book will help
them understand more about the system that they might temporarily end up in.
Hopefully they will learn more about doctors whom they might trust and who will
be responsible for their lives but who might not want to be responsible for
their actions with that life.
Overall,
it is a revealing story of the corruption of doctors through their financial
involvement in medical technologies. It is a testimony of how such surgeons can ruin the lives hundreds of thousands
of people who trust in their skills and compassion - people who trust that ethics
and human life will not be compromised for money, fame, or a personal agenda.
This book was motivated by an ultimate desire from the bottom of the heart to make
something useful for others from our lives - broken by greed, indifference, and apathy. It is a cry for being heard, but it is far
beyond from being just personal, and
effecting just one human. There are no doubts that many people are out
there who had, and will have, a similar fate but they don’t have the resources or
capabilities to speak out. Many of those people are left in a disabling pain,
rejected by their doctors and tossed aside. They can’t find any truth or help
because so many of their doctors are so financially involved and benefiting straight
from that involvement in whatever
We
don't know why we ended up in this situation. Given the fact that I was able to
survive everything that will be chronicled in this book and come out of it with
my mind still "intact"; given the fact that my husband is the most
sacrificing and supporting person that I have ever known; given the fact that
he also has the unique ability to research and dig for the truth and answers, no matter how well hidden - could it be that we were predestined
to get into such a mess only so that we could tell others? Who knows. But, we are not going to leave that to chance! As that famous quote by Edmund Burke states: All that is necessary for evil to triumph, is that good men (and women) do nothing!
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*** *** It’s hard
for me to believe that the pile of flesh lying in this bed is me! Not capable
of doing anything, completely dependent... Only 2.5 years ago I even didn’t
know what the word "pain" meant....except after an hour at LA
fitness. I came to Germany on a job transfer from America – happy, healthy,
working, traveling, walking 5-10km per day, playing tennis, ping-pong, Frisbee…
I
hardly sleep anymore. I lay down in my bed, looking at the piece of blue sky in
my window and tops of green trees, hearing people outside walking by laughing, carrying
their babies or pushing baby carts, and I'm desperately thinking "God, how
much longer? It’s not worth the struggle." I am longingly reminiscing
about the time when I could sleep... I have no escape from my agony -I am
desperate with the approaching of the night as I know that it will bring me
only pain; and I dread the new morning. The person that existed inside of me is
gone. Mirrors terrify me: I see an empty shell with eyes swollen from tears, and
I don’t recognize her. I stand on my balcony, gazing in a dark fog, and it is
like someone else is looking through my eyes, not me... All colors are gone.
Everything is shades of grey. It is a surreal feeling of disbelief that
somehow we managed to slip out of reality and accidentally fell into some other
world from which there is no escape... The pain, sorrow and grief are so
immense that words simply cannot describe ....
May
2007 |
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...I
often think and reflect on what happened and why. Whereas I can have my
speculations, I might never know the real answer to that
question…Unfortunate set of circumstances; meeting wrong people; having
recommended and done wrong procedures; being in a wrong place…If we
moved to Germany just one or two years later-“Alpha Klinik” wouldn’t
exist anymore and no one would shaved my healthy knee destroying it for
life. If
we moved just one or two years earlier-Dr.B wouldn’t be so well
promoted yet and hardly no one would know about him or the Prodisc. How could it
be that we had such an unfortunate, and on the other hand, precise set
of circumstances? God’s plan? I am looking back and I cannot understand
HOW I survived it all. I
honestly can’t understand it. At first, I was in a deep denial. Denial
probably saved my life and saved my sanity along with it. Then in the middle of
this torture, I think I found a connection with God. At some point of
time, it was a very defined and bright connection…I truly think that He
was standing near me, giving me hope, strength and the fear of God was
holding me from ending it all. In the later stages, when we were leaving
Germany, the only self defense that my body could give me to save me
from mental self destruction and agony, was perhaps a unique
response of my brain with shutting down the sensors that would be
responsible for the lowest human feelings in such a situation. The
encounter with God, who at the end gave me strength to endure pain
after being cut open again and again; having my spine torn apart, sawed, hammered and drilled, who gave me hope and belief that it was all
for a reason, gave me the reason to think that we all have His
protection but so very often, we either can’t see His work or we simply
ignore it…even if we truly believe in it. The longer we thought about it,
the more we were persuaded that given a unique set of circumstances, our
abilities, our values and our
boldness to go to the end in the search for justice, made a perfect
combination for God to use us as a
Nowadays, most
of the time, I somehow block my memories…I am not sure how I do it
but it works most of the time. Every now and then, when my senses come
back to me… I glance back. I let it all out-my regrets, my pain, my disbelieve,
my broken future, my unborn family and ultimately, our broken lives.
The disappointment in people’s behavior, indifference and coldness at
times is so deep that it is almost taking a physical shape… Then
I, look ahead, gather myself and I go on: I find happiness in small every day things
that others - can’t see. I find pleasures in small things that
others-can’t feel. I find strengths in actions invisible to the untrained eye. I am trying to do things that others think are trivial and will not
matter. I find my future where others find the end…
Anastasia Scott |
