Something fairly weird is happening in medicine and among some lawyers regarding emerging infections like Bartonella, Babesia, Mycoplasma, Misc insect carried viruses and Lyme disease.
SOME FEEL AND ACT WITH AN UNUSUAL TRIUMPHALISM AROUND TICK AND FLEA-BOURNE INFECTIONS—IT IS CARD BOARD SCIENCE. NO TYPICAL MD HAS READ EVEN 6,000 ARTICLES ON THESE MASSIVE VARIETY OF INFECTIONS.
As a college student one night I walked a good friend home, and I walked in a cozy manner with my buddy, a black girl from Haiti who was a sweet and good friend, and suddenly I was stunned to hear racial hate slurs shouted out. I was utterly frozen. I could not really speak. She told me it was routine as we walked. I could barely walk for a minute. "How could you say this about my friend," I thought as I felt evil in the air.
Here is an Obituary that Mocks Physicians as Rejecting Options Emotionally and with Primitive Emotions. Is it Valid?
Vernon Dale Kyle, 55, Kansas Vernon Dale Kyle liked a good story. Mostly about cat fishing on a long forgotten Kansas lake. He was born Sept 24, 1955 in Garnett, Kansas. He had one best friend in those early days, and it was Don. They roamed the Kansas prairie like the buffalo, wild and free! He was raised by Chester and Edna Kyle with one brother and sister, Jim and Aletha.
Vernon went into the US Army 82nd Airborne division and it wasn't long before he took his turn in Viet Nam in 1974, then on to Germany. He re-enlisted into the US Army Veterinary Corps stationed at Ft. Ord, then to an outpost in San Diego, California. He met Peggy Miller and they married at Cabrillo National Monument at the Lighthouse overlooking the ocean. After discharge, he moved to Tulsa, Ok where two awesome kids were born, Jamie Lynn in 1985 and Jesse Dale in 1988. Vernon went to college and became a journeyman welder and stationary engineer. He specialized in boilers and high pressure systems, and stainless steel welding. He loved coin collecting, nature, and decorative engraving. He returned to Garnett, Kansas in the early 1990's to support his mother when his father was ill.
He was employed at the Anderson County School District in the maintenance department until suddenly he became to ill to work in October 2007. He was life flighted twice to the KC hospitals and in ICU and on a rehabilitation unit for five months.
Vernon's illness was bacterial in origin, his family was told by the doctors in Kansas City. When he received IV antibiotics, he thrived. When the doctors took away the antibiotics, he began to fail. The doctors would never identify the name of the bacteria that was trying to take Vernon's life. He had symptoms like abscesses in his abdomen and near his lung and kidney, foot pain, rashes similar to a Bartonella rash, and little red dots on his body, memory loss, dizziness, joint pain, loss of feeling in his hands, feet, loss of use of fine motor skills, difficulty processing any information, body jerks (myoclonus and severe muscle cramps) and seizures. As time went on he experienced intense bone pain from a collapsing spinal cord, and lost about 6 inches in height.
One doctor his family consulted said that Lyme disease and Bartonella can cause the bone to not have blood supply and oxygen due to excessive fibrin production in the blood. As time progressed, Vernon needed oxygen, had an intermittent low heart rate of 40, would pass out. He became a diabetic and experienced hepatitis and kidney failure. By the way, his cat died of tick borne illness.
He could never understand the "Controversy." Even though, his other family members were diagnosed with Lyme disease, he was not tested by his doctors, simply because they refused. Additionally, after numerous hospitalizations, he was denied antibiotics by infectious disease doctors in the hospital and his physicians in the community; and testing when his family directly asked for Lyme testing using tick borne laboratories. More than three years of advocacy efforts failed on his behalf.
During one hospitalization, his family asked the infectious disease doctor, "can you help him, his family has Lyme disease, will you test him?" That Infectious Disease doctor said, "No," firmly, immediately turned his back and walked out of the room. The doctor discharged Vernon the next morning. But at one point, Vernon had to laugh because this bright Infectious Disease doctor said, "there are no ticks in Kansas."
Several times, Vernon was too sick to leave the hospital and care for himself, and he lived alone. Even in his weakened condition, once the hospital sent him home in a taxi without any home nursing! His insurance wouldn't pay any more for his care. Not even Adult Protective Services would intervene, even after many calls.
Vernon learned to not speak about Lyme disease with anyone. No one was willing to give a correct diagnosis of Lyme disease and Bartonella. Not the Veteran's Administration hospital, not the big medical centers in Kansas City, nor his local doctor. No one would test or treat his illness. They were all willing partners in his suffering and death from tick borne illnesses. He lost the war.
Vernon was left by his doctors to debilitate, and after losing balance, he had repeated traumatic brain injuries from falling. He later was able to get assistance through the TBI waiver program, but after many calls for a higher level of care, even this system failed him. His family later discovered that he had gone a month without a bath, and often didn't have food or water, and went to the hospital on his birthday after he collapsed from carbon monoxide poisoning from his furnace.
Thankfully, he was with family that day and he was admitted for another time in the ICU. Those who were suppose to care for him, didn't. Every time his family would try to intervene, those in charge of his care would fight his family. His caretakers even refused to help him to apply for full Veteran's benefits as a Viet Nam veteran, and he often suffered not having enough money to live. He took it well. He kept his doctors and caretakers laughing. He knew they were going to let him die.
He lived with the courage of a warrior, and endured and persevered through unrelenting pain to the end, which came Sunday, October 3, 2010. He left a good example of courage under fire, and joy in the midst of sorrow. At his memorial service, his son-in-law recited "Invictus," The more his body was crushed by Lyme disease and Bartonella, the sweeter and more loving person he became. He gave his heart to his Savior, Jesus Christ late in life, and it was evident that his life had changed. He is already greatly missed by the love of his life, Peggy, and his children, siblings, and neighbors and friends. Now he is truly free, and we are sure- he went fishing in heaven and he caught the biggest fish this time!
DR SCHALLER NEITHER SUPPORTS NOR OPPOSES THIS MATERIAL. HE DOES WISH FOR OPENNESS TO VARIOUS IDEAS ON THESE EMERGING INFECTIONS, SINCE EMERGING MEANS, IN CLEAR SCIENCE, WE ARE STILL LEARNING.