Dr. Narotsky

He said, think on it.

I got the kids and my mom in the truck and I walked around the parking lot so they wouldn't hear me.

He wouldn't take the call, so I told the secretary to give him a message for me.

I told her I wanted to hear it from Schneider, that he lied to us all these years, that my mom had a broken back, that she was walking around with hardware that's not even connected to her bones.

And...

I wanted to hear it from him, what his thoughts are.

Did he know all these years that my mom's fusion didn't heal, that he put her through so much pain and agony?

And I remember a few of the people in the parking lot looking at me because I was screaming on the phone, demanding him to get on the phone and talk to me and tell me what he thinks of this.

She just kept saying, he's too busy, he's with patients, he cannot come to the phone.

But I'll be sure to tell him.

What an asshole.

At that point, you think he's like, he doesn't want any other surgeon to see what he did to my mom inside her back.

I panicked, completely panicked.