When healing becomes a crime.

My brother walked into that hospital and he never walked out..... My brother was never an organ donor, yet the death documentation form stated “donation received - NO CONSENT”. Just like the king of pop, my brother was given a propofol infusion without knowledge or consent to stop him from breathing on his own and to keep him a prisoner on the respirator. The doctors made my brother a “case study” and experimented on him to see how much he could stand and to test the limits of human endurance. My brother was a victim of a HMO hospital which has little or no regard for human life and I was a victim of circumstances beyond my control. An attorney told me “It must be terrible knowledge you have to live with for the rest of your life knowing that you could not stop the hospital from killing your brother.” Sometimes when I hear the sound from the refrigeration it reminds me of the same sound of my brother’s respirator and I feel like I am standing next to him again.