"The only thing you can ever truly own, is your own story"
And this is my story...
I come from a single parent household in the country and everything seemed just great until one day I was in 9th grade English Literature class sitting at the front seat next to the window, where I could see the court yard and my left foot began to tap by no will of my own. Over the course of the next few months this constant sometimes violent muscular movement travelled from my left foot up my left side and finally across my chest and down the remainder of my right side.
One day not long into the school season, someone made the comment, which was innocent enough at the time, about my left leg frantically bouncing up and down for close to an hour. The tremor in my left leg gradually, as like rot and fungus, enveloped my entire body leaving me with the inability to feed myself, dress myself, wear make up, heels were a definite NO for me.
I am 46 years old and have had Parkinson's Disease since the age of 15, that means 30 years of my life was altered severly and tragically interrupted what was proving to be a possibly bright future. Thanks to the destruction of my self esteem and embarrassment of my appearance in front of the general public's gawking (I thought I was ugly). I was in hiding most of the time.
All throughout those years I kept a daily journal not because I didn’t have anything else better to do, but because I wanted my OWN handwritten documentation to rely on as I knew something was wrong the problem I never had in the past EVER encountered MANIA CAUSED BY THE DRUG MAIRAPEX BY PFIZER.
I led a solitary life behind kitchen shutters gazing out on the world that was literally passing me by. That is until...
5 NEUROLOGISTS LATER AT THE AGE ROUGHLY 30-40 and many heartbreaks from taking drugs that at first helped (instill within me a feeling of the possibility so full of hope), later to be torn away from me in later years by a Pharmaceutical House by the name of PFIZER et.al. that came in such a wicked disguise known as MIRAPEX. I could not fathom what was happening to me, before I took the MIRAPEX by PFIZER et.al.I had absolutely no interest in gambling, heck I don't think I ever in my life put a penny in a gumball machine. This drug DESTROYED me, I lost my fiancee, my mother's (and only parent as I am an only child) trust in me not to mention I WASTED ALOT OF MONEY , It caused me to be overly compulsive and manic. I had to face local townspeople who had no idea of the living nightmare I was involved in.
The embarrassment was too much at times. I am no dummy, I know this is not supposed to be public domain material, BUT excuse me, my name and story as I was interviewed by the Chicago Tribune and that ended up on the front page of just about every periodical around the globe and I am not afraid of you – trust me Parkinson’s is far more scarier than you and your dumb lawyers you hide behind.
http://livevideo.com/northamericanauthor this will show EXACTLY what it looks like at age 16-17 years of age to have Parkinson’ s Disease.
It is also to let you Michael J. Fox is not alone in this and we both have the right to fight like hell. All I am asking is for media coverage on the injustice done to me by PFIZER and CELLINO AND BARNES in Buffalo, New York.
AND MY DAY IN COURT I WAS PROMISED AS OUTLINED IN THE AGREEMENT SHEET I SIGNED.
Upon my first arrival at Pennsylvania Hospital in Philadelphia, they immediately scheduled me for intensive physical therapy once a week, connected me Pat Furlong who is a Cognitive therapist and
I went through 8 weeks of VERY painful physical rehabilitation and at one point the therapist left the room because I laid on the floor and bawled my heart out because I COULDN’T MOVE.
That was probably the best thing she could have done.
When in actuality I consulted 14 lawyers none of which said they would take the time or waste their time representing me due to the fact my case either had no hope or because they were too greedy.
I also want to point out I finally gave up and called Mike Williams and said VERBATIM, “You may close the case” when I heard what he said after that really infuriates me and that was VERBATIM, “I already did and this was a breech of contract as it stipulates on page 1 that I should have the call on when to settle.
NEVER was I consulted during this whole process, in fact the only two times I spoke with him (it might have been 3 times) and when I hung up the phone I realized none of my questions were addressed.
One lawyer also had the nerve to tell me he couldn’t make enough money on my case.
I am not afraid of what PFIZER will do to me (or attempt to do to me) for the simple fact that I own NOTHING AND I AM POOOR AS A CHURCH MOUSE and they don’t know or want to know what this disease is like.
What I find shocking is the fact YOU IDIOTS KNEW WHAT MIRAPEX COULD DO!!! *MIRAPEX CAUSES SEVERE GAMBLING.*
I’m am sickened by the PHARMACEUTICAL HOUSE PFIZER, their lawyers and their back handed ways of what seems like a game of tag to see how little effort they can manage to expend on a case. Personally that Williams probably did me a favor.
As I said earlier, in a round about way, kicking and screaming practically I ended up at Pennsylvania Hospital in Philadelphia, Pa. and FINALLY AFTER only 5 minutes after first evaluating me, I was prescribed a drug known as MIRAPEX. Guess what? That drug saved what was left of me by stopping the constant shaking and mustle spasms I cried (for right then) tears of joy for such a devastating and chronic illness to what seemed like it never happened.
. This drug was given to me in a 'doctor's sample' bottle IN A NEUROLOGISTS OFFICE AT THE UNIVERSITY OF PENNSYLVANIA with none of the papers that are SUPPOSED TO BE WITH A NEW MEDICATION
Do you have any idea what it was and is like for me? No, because I have been silent. Sure I got a half assed attorney by the name of Cellino and Barnes from Buffalo, New York via the back of a telephone book, (the only lawyer who would supposedly 'represent me') the lawyer settled for whatever Pfizer would alot me in quick "Shut up" case.
I know from other sources it was worth ALOT more than that. My question is and will remain, how did that man get rewarded by an over $8 million lawsuit when mine in fact was a much more complicated one due to the fact that my case is so terribly tragic in many ways.
I should have received punitive damages. Mike Williams the so called 'lawyer' had been told by me personally that I demanded a JURY TRIAL WHICH NEVER OCCURRED along with several items outlined in the court papers I signed. For copies of ALL court documents they are forth coming including the fact that I will not give up.
Someone asked of one of my many blogs,, “aren't I afraid of them because they are so powerful and ‘we are just victims.”. What I am doing in this brief what is to be the first of a long series of legal documents (around 200 pages I’m guessing) that I am going to be scanning soon.
They also took everything I had and I know there are keeping tabs on my blogging and vloging sites. I now invoke my rights to stand behind the United States Constitution under the Freedom of Speech act.
I have more right than any who are suffering at the hands of the United States Government and lousy pharmaceutical houses (due to the simple fact of my unusual circumstances) namely PFIZER, BOEHRINGER INGELHEIM.
I heard a few victims of MIRAPEX AND ITS SIDE EFFECTS committed suicide and in my opinion it was due to embarrassment as to their totally off the wall behavior.
I admit all the awful things I did while under MIRAPEXES evil, ruthless, cunning trickery was 100% MIRAPEX INDUCED.
I have lived and made it out of many crisis – prescription drug addiction and with drawel not to mention a SEVERE gambling problem caused by the drug MIRAPEX.
I just think PFIZER and BOEHRINGER ENGELHEIM are 100% responsible for destroying me financially, mentally and guess what? Whoever is keeping track of my blogging pay close attention…because I have much MUCH more to say concerning what life in my wheel chair was like, what it felt like and how degraded I felt on the very rare occasions we dined out when I had to be fed or use my hands.
I figure I may as well come forward as I seem to be the only person in the United States who has had Parkinson's Disease for 30 years which is actually in my favor.
Now, I am sick and tired of people with their 'poor me, I have Parkinson's Disease' crap that it makes me sick. Here I was at the age of 15 scared to death that I had cancer or some other horrendous illness and I would be short lived and that group comprised of doctors, lawyers, and 'upper class' had the audacity to sit there and tell me they were on this anything and everything (Carbidopa, Levadopa, to name a couple ALL of which I have taken and how sorry they were for themselves and their 'condition'.
I may be reached at:
P.O. Box 383
Westfield, New York 14787