Well, it's about time I got around to writing...

Friend Hubby has died two months ago Christmas Eve. We've always hated the hospital he was in at the time of his death. They were so incompetent there. I have such horror stories of that place; rather than hash them over in this blog, I'll refer you, Kind Reader, to my other blog (http://www.northsidehospitalproblems.blogspot.com). Anyone with horror stories of Northside Hospital (in Tampa Bay, FL) is encouraged to post a comment there. I am currently pursuing legal action.

I have never been one to go in for lawsuits. Most of us have at least one or two acquaintences who are "lawsuit crazy"; look at 'em the wrong way, and you're sure to find yourself slapped silly with a lawsuit. Doesn't matter that your look was due to a sneeze ("Oops, they even maliciously sneezed in my direction!") or the fact that you're walking past raw sewage; nope, you're still hit with that lawsuit.

But when a healthcare provider (or, rather, an alleged healthcare provider) kills someone, especially someone I love, through wanton malpractice, that calls for a lawsuit. Media coverage. And a warning to half the free world.