Showing posts with label drugs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label drugs. Show all posts

Saturday, May 26, 2007

The Good Doctor 2: Electric Boogaloo

The saga of Dr. Larry Adams continues, dear readers, and it gets rather amusing. You see, despite all the hooplah over the raids on his practice, home, and van, The Good Doctor is still practicing. Yes, that's right, he hasn't been arrested or charged with anything yet (even though the general concensus is he's pretty-well fucked).

The downside? He can't write a perscription. Period. None whatsoever.

While this limits what he can do as far as pill distribution, it does pose a problem for his patients. Or rather, the ones who actually NEED the medication that he's suspected of offloading. Patients like one gent with two bad knees. Thanks to the virtual handcuffing of Dr. Adams, this poor gent has to drive all the way to State College for much more painful and less effective injections.

And what if a kid comes in with a cold, or bad allergies, or something worse like asthma or bronchitis? No antibiotics, inhalers, nothing.

Another gent discovered the no-script policy on a visit to The Good Doctor's office recently. Naturally, this guy genuinely needs his meds, so he throws an almighty fit, announcing it to the rest of the patients in the waiting area (who were also unaware of the no-script rule). Result? Alot of disgruntled people, probably most if not all in serious pain, in need of medication, and unable to get it.

Why? Because Larry Adams is a fucking moron. A selfish, greedy idiot. Way to go, Doc. Do you know how many lives you screwed up because of your actions? Let's start at the top and work our way down, shall we?

  • Your Family: Let's face it, you're already sitting on a familial powder keg, what with your menagerie and all. Now that your practice is handcuffed (and you're most likely going to do some time for it), how are you going to afford to keep that up? Eh?
  • The people of Philipsburg and the Moshannon Valley: How does this affect the hospital, Doc? I don't think the rest of the "Rosewood Group" is going to want to continue with their point man the subject of a State Attorney General's investigation into the illegal perscription drug trade. And that's if there even IS a "Rosewood Group." The people of this community NEED that hospital. For you to even think of screwing up such a monumental thing in an act of selfishness boggles the mind. You're a fucking DOCTOR. You're supposed to be INTELLIGENT. You're charged with HELPING PEOPLE. You took A FUCKING OATH.
  • The people of the area addicted to the crap you push: I'm not going to lie to you. There's a SERIOUS PILL PROBLEM in this area. Big time. Bigger than anyone wants to admit. Anything and everything is sought after: Xanax, Percocet, Vicodin, Codine, I don't give a rat's ass how you spell all these, and of course, the big one: Hillbilly Heroine, Oxycontin. It's bad enough that the Big Pharmacuticals get away with pushing this crap on people to begin with. It's another thing to HELP THAT ADDICTION ALONG. And now that your little flow of goods has been cut off to what I'm sure is quite a few people. Where is their next fix coming from, Doc? And what will they do to get it? Nice job...
  • You: There's no two ways around it, Doc. You're probably going to go to jail. And take it from me: Jail is not a fun place to be. They're not going to treat you like an Enron Executive, Martha Stewart or Paris fucking Hilton, Doc. No, the jail they send you to won't have a posh "high-profile protected custody" wing. No, if they have that, it'll be full of rapists and deviants, and at that point, I'm willing to bet that you'd rather be in General Population. Face it: For a few years, your life is going to suck major ass. If I were you, I'd start weight training now, because your pudgy ass is bound to become somebodies prison bitch for sure...

Sounds like fun, doesn't it. I pity the man in a way, but then again, I don't. The mistakes we make in life are our own. I've made my share, and I've paid (and continue to pay) for them. The Good Doctor will pay in his own way, appropriate to what he's done. There's no excuse for idiocy, whether it be his, my own, or anyone else's. The consequences are his alone to bear. I hope he's ready for it...

Saturday, May 19, 2007

The Good Doctor

Oh yeah. Doc Adams is fucked. Big time. WTAJ (CBS 10) in Altoona is reporting that Dr. Larry Adams, prominant local physician and would-be hospital owner, is under investigation by PA's Attorney General.

We learned of the story on Thursday, more or less as the initial raid by PSP was in progress. A friend of ours noted on a short trip through town that Philipsburg was crawling with cops. There are busts and such occasionally (we've even had a meth lab go down in Sunny Slopes), so having most of the Philipsburg (and probably some of Woodland's) barracks in town isn't really big news.

And then came the phone call. Doc Adams' office was crawling with agents, and something big was going down. With the scanner on, we were able to hear a little, but nothing overtly important, probably due to on-scene raido silence when it came to major discoveries. We figured either he was going down for supplying pills, or his office (flush with samples and such) was broken into. A later theory also involved possible embezzlement.

A few minutes after that, we learned that both his house and his office were taped off as crime scenes, pretty much ensuring that it wasn't just a robbery, but an inside job run by the Good Doctor himself. Later on that night came word of the McDonald's bag mentioned in the WTAJ article, and we knew that he was screwed.

While the embezzlement hasn't been mentioned, it's still a very good possibility, and might just be the reason that the undercover agent mentioned. After all, Doc Adams had to get the money SOMEWHERE to buy and reopen Philipsburg Hospital. But where did that money come from? Let's take a look at that now, shall we?

First of all, Doc Adams may have a highly successful practice, but his personal life isn't the greatest. He's got a small collection of ex wives, and quite the brood of kids ranging in age from mid-teens to mid-20s. Divorces and Child Support probably suck quite a bit out of his paycheck, even on a private practice salary. Let's face it: Centre and Clearfield Counties - not to mention the State of Pennsylvania as a whole - LOVE to heap on the child support, and enforce it with jail time if you don't pay up.

Sure, he got a group of investors together, which would explain where a good majority of the money for the hospital's purchase came from. But what about the Good Doctor's share? With what has to be a personal financial nightmare straight out of a Lifetime movie, how did he get his share of the capital together, much less be able to spearhead the effort and be the public figure? Mario Lemieux he ain't, folks.

No, that money had to come from somewhere. The drugs? Sure. It's no big secret that Philipsburg and the surrounding area has a per capita pill addiction that rivals that of any major city on the map. But even if he were offing Hillbilly Heroin (Oxycontin) on top of the narcs he was nabbed with, he wouldn't be able to raise the money necessary to purchase and reopen something like a hospital.

It makes you wonder, doesn't it. If the money didn't all come from the drugs, where DID it come from? It's very possible that Doc Adams was embezzeling funds from Mid-State Medical. It's also possible that he used the practice to launder his drug profits. The fact that there's something deeper to this mystery (snigger Fred Jones snigger) is clear, and these are just some possibilities.

The reopening of Philipsburg's ER remains in doubt, which isn't good, because it's needed BADLY. With the closest ER being Clearfield, even a helicopter ride is a bit more than necessary sometimes, and not only complicates the emergency, but also ups the bill to the patient and/or their family. Local emergency medical care is an absolute must. Someone needs to step up and take the Good Doctor's place, and soon.

In the meantime, though, I'd worry more about a pillhead uprising. If I were CVS, Grattan's, and other local drug stores, I'd hire armed guards 24/7, because the supply couldn't meet the demand, even with Doc Adams' drugs on the street. What's it going to become now that the supply is WAY off?