Kaiser Permanente has allowed cruel contract attorney, Mike C. Guasco to rid Kaiser Permanente of their patients they had to accept with previous health conditions, by framing them as having done something awful to a Kaiser employee, by giving them a TRO (an emergency restraining order to make it look really bad/serious). He has been picking on those he knows are low income, by obviously picking first on those with financial assistance, so he knows they will be least likely able to be able to hire an attorney (Easier prey that way, especially since Mr. Guasco "somehow" gets judges to go along with him, no matter how little the case makes sense, or how little he follows laws, or court procedures.)
I have been one such patient at Kaiser, but Mr. Guasco has adapted it to fit my situation too, but he is also victimizing the Kaiser employee too, the doctor! My doctor, Dr. Lukaszewicz is a kind, caring, gentle person. He helped me with my complicated healthcare issues and picked up helping me with my healthcare problems where other doctors refused.
I am a senior widow whose husband drowned while out sailing in the San Francisco Bay alone. I was diagnosed with MS after having survived a rare cancer called a pPNET. I went through the years, difficult treatment for it right after I buried my husband of over 20 years. It was a horrible time. I became a recluse. I went nowhere. Life felt over. My legs and other parts of my body began swelling up and painful. I was diagnosed with lymphedema and lipedema. I would get terrible heavy looking and my legs were fat and twisted and ugly.
I was referred to a vascular surgeon. He was very kind and understanding and unlike other doctors who looked at me and called me fat and turned me away; he had compassion and understood and called me a victim of my circumstances and understood that I was lucky to be alive from my rare cancer and helped me, rather than ridicule me for my size, as did the other doctors before him.
He gave me the emotional strength to be less of a recluse and made me feel motivated to want to help others, like he did me. I began a walking group for others afficted like me and who might feel too shy because of their size to go out in nature and exercise alone. It was popular and I had over 300 members.
I was so grateful, I gave my doctor a few gifts over the years. He had made me feel human again; I could not just let that go unrewarded. He was always appreciative and thanked me kindly and with deep gratitude. We had a lovely friendship within the confines of doctor/patient. He is an above-board doctor. He had even been the President of the local, San Mateo County Medical Association.
I was feeling a lot of pain which seemed to come from my chest one night and I was worried about a heart attack. I was told that my gallbladder was infected and needed to come out. Since my doctor was also a Harvard surgeon and somebody I trusted implicitly, I asked the ER doctor if he would ask Dr. Lukaszewicz if he would observe my surgery. I was nervous and he would make me feel safe. I was in the hospital from Tuesday night until Friday afternoon without hearing a word, but after the surgery, my surgeon told me Dr. Lukaszewicz observed my surgery and had even seen my "fatty liver" (how embarrassing)! I asked the Patient Relations manager, Bertha Ponse, if there might be any way, I could call Dr. Lukaszewicz and thank him? She called me later with a number and I left him my thanks for keeping me safe. A floor nurse told me that he had even come to check up on me. That was like him to be so responsible and concerned for a patient.
Around a week later I was still at home recovering, when I got a strange knock at my door at my Millbrae home. It was a "shave and a haircut" knock which I later because to understand was the process server's knock, unique to himself. To this day, it makes my blood freeze and my heart stop.
Kaiser contract attorney, Mike Guasco had put together a very weak premise, ridiculous emergency TRO restraining Order. It said I gave my doctor, Dr. Lukaszewicz, unwanted gifts and that I behave romantically toward him. It was bizarre and so antithetical to his lovely nature. I figured that somehow Kaiser, after several years, had decided they did not like my gift giving and were cracking down on it. I was worried I had gotten him in trouble and they were punishing him through me. It just did not seem like the way an insurance healthcare provider would handle things.
As time went by, it became clear that it was not my doctor's restraining order; he was not angry with me and they never again brought up the absurd thing about my behaving romantic again; I guess it sounded better to have something salacious in it to get a judge more involved in it, besides perhaps compensating him for maybe overlooking a few things. It was the sleazy contract attorney's restraining order; he had been giving them to innocent Kaiser patients for quite awhile, but for them, they were too costly in the care to keep on the books, so their crime was to have a previous health condition that Kaiser did not want, so Guasco framed them big time and made them sound too awful for Kaiser to have to keep. One man, the man who was a quadriplegic, was able, to Guasco's surprise, was able to get an attorney; an attorney who actually knew law, not just how to throw a false restraining order at someone innocent and poor.
One time outside the courtroom, where again my evidence was ignored by a judge and my doctor was not there, but the paperwork was filed with the court said he was there, (but my adult son said he was not) and his signature was forged, Guasco got two inches from my face and screamed at me, "I CAN KEEP YOU RESTRAINED FOREVER!! " and he ran away!! I ran after him saying, "what a big man, running away from a woman with twisted legs and MS!
That terrible man had me falsely put in jail and told me HE WAS GLAD HE DID IT! I was CHAINED AROUND MY WAIST, MY HANDCUFFS ATTACHED TO THAT CHAIN! CHAINS IMPEDING MY LEG MOVEMENT! THE SHERIFF YELLED AT ME TO HURRY UP! NO HELP GETTING MY HEAVY, SHORT, CRIPPLED LEGS INTO THE VAN! THE SHERIFF AGAIN CRUELLY YELLING AT ME TO HURRY UP AS HE PULLED HIS ROTUND FIGURE INTO THE VAN WITH THE STEERING WHEEL!
