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Then we were appalled by the idea that I had somehow missed my only opportunity to have my elbow fixed.

Karlson at all, he simply stared at us, obviously not believing us, then walked out.Īt first, we were mortified at the idea of a bunch of people left waiting by us in an O.R. Larson that I had never been scheduled for surgery with Dr. Karlson at 9 AM on Sunday morning, and you stood him up." When we protested to Dr. Larson returned to us with the answer: No one wanted to do my surgery because, "You were scheduled for surgery with Dr. We asked him to ask around and find out why I couldn't find a surgeon. On advice of a friend, I consulted with Dr. At first, we were astonished, then, eventually, desperate. Some surgeons "didn't have time" others "didn't feel comfortable" yet others simply didn't return our calls. Here I was, in the best orthopedic hospital on the East Coast, with a generous private insurance policy, and yet no one was available to repair my elbow. Suddenly, no one was available to do my surgery. Monday was the day that all the doctors would be coming back to work, and I would have a chance to secure a surgeon to reconstruct my elbow. Monday morning rolled around, I was assigned a different attending physician and everything seemed to be fine. When we were told that we could not replace him without a reason, we related to her * the mildest of the incidents I had experienced. Karlson, simply stating that I would prefer to have my treatment overseen by another physician. Karlson exchanged for another physician.Īt no time during this interview did we disparage Dr. On Sunday evening, we asked for a meeting with the “patient advocate”, and asked to have Dr. Karlson did not have my best interests as a patient at heart. However, over the remainder of the weekend it became clear to both my husband and myself that Dr. I resolved at the time to ignore this behavior, since I knew that even good doctors are sometimes not very nice people. Karlson was abusive and unpleasant to me, which was in sharp contrast to how I had been treated by the other doctors and staffers at your hospital. I met the man who was assigned to be my attending physician for the first time in an X-ray room in the basement of the hospital. I had suffered multiple trauma as a result of a horseback riding accident, including a C2 neck fracture, a closed head injury and, most relevantly, a shattered left elbow. I was flown here by medical jet, at my own expense ($10,000), from the ICU at the Idaho Falls Regional Medical Center because I desired so strongly to be treated at the Baptist. On August 28, 1998, I was admitted as a patient at the Baptist. I am writing to you in order to make a formal charge of unethical conduct by one of the physicians who practices at your hospital, Dr. Basilico’s involvement in what happened to me. At the time, we were not aware of the extent of Dr. I had a hard time compressing what happened into two pages, and was trying to concentrate on my being ejected from the hospital without the surgery I needed. This is the text of the first letter of complaint I sent in about being abused at the Baptist. This is a picture of me in the air ambulance on my way to the Baptist. What do you think? Did I deserve to be crippled for life over this letter?