ROBERT WAYNE HOPPER MD TOWN DRUNK!!; FAKE!!! PHONY DOCTOR!!; QUACK !!! MANSLAUGHTER !! ALCOHOLIC !!! Grove Oklahoma

WARNING!!!   WARNING!!!!   This  is  a  RIPOFF  REPORT  concerning  a   

bad,  bad  "medical  doctor"  named   ROBERT  WAYNE  HOPPER,  who   is  a  

scourge  on  society.   He  is  a  DRUNK,  a  THIEF,  a  LIAR  and  a  CHEAT.

ROBERT  WAYNE  HOPPER,  MD  has  been  ALLOWED  to  practice   medicine  in 

the  Great State  of  OKLAHOMA  due  to  his  political  influence  with  another

scourge,   State  Representative  Doug  Cox,  MD,  who  thinks  he  owns  this

town,  and  the  people  in  it.   DOUG  COX  is a  MASTER  MASON,  of The ANCIENT  

AND  ACCEPTED  ORDER  OF  FREEMASONS....which  means   that   DOUG  COX  

is  a  LIAR, A  CHEAT  and  FAKE, FALSE  AND  PHONY  MASON.   

MASTER  MASONS  are  supposed  to  be  ANSWERABLE  to  Almighty  God,

and  are  supposed  to  carry  their   HUMANITARIAN  SPIRIT  and  show

their  HUMANITARIAN  SPIRIT  to  their  community   by  LIVING  THEIR

example  of  a  decent  life....a  life  of  JUSTICE,  and  SERVICE.   And  DOUG

COX  knows  nothing  about  SERVICE   nor   JUSTICE.   COX  IS  A  PHONY.

My  Father,  Mr. Herchel  E.  Buz   Sawyer, Senior,   went  into  the  hospital

in  INTEGRIS  GROVE   HOSPITAL   on  January  26,  2009,  with  an  acute  

abdomen  and   in  terrible  pain.   He  had  been  hospitalized  earlier  that

year  for  abdominal  discomfort,  and  a     sonogram  revealed  that  he

had  a  gall  bladder  full of  stones.   One  of  the  surgeons  here  in  Grove,

OK  attempted  to  talk  my  Father  in to the  operating  room,  but  I  halted

that.   I  told  my  Father,  that  he  should  seek  out  advice  from  a  surgeon

in  Joplin,  MO  that  had  a  lot  of  experience  with  Dad.   

This  great  and  fine  surgeon,  in  Joplin, MO,  told  Dad  the  same  thing  I  told  

him:  cut  down  on  dietary fats,  and  use  an  H1  blocker,  both  of  which  would

reduce  his  symptoms,  and  then,  if  his  acute  symptoms  returned,  he  could

always  consider  surgery.  

That  plan  worked.  Months  passed.   But  in  late  January, one  night  after  

his  evening  meal,  he  began  to  complain  to me  of   abdominal  distress.

His  abdominal  distress  became  very  acute,  so  I  put  him in  the  INTEGRIS

GROVE  EMERGENCY  DEPARTMENT,  so  they  could  work him  up.  It  took  these

CREEPS   three   f'ing  hours  to   get  my  Father  some   pain  relief.   I  honestly  

wondered  if   my  Father  was  going  to   die   of   the   pain.   They  could  not  

reach  Mr.  Hopper.  (  He  doesn't  DESERVE   the  hallowed  title  of  Doctor !!)

HOPPER  was  nowhere  to  be found.

Finally,  at  lonmg  last,  my  Father  was  given a  high-powered   pain  med,  

probably  morphine,  and  was  FINALLY  taken  to  a room.

He  was  worked  up for  surgery  by  Mark  Cotner,  who  is  apparently  a  

good  surgeon.  Cotner  told me  that  he was  hoping  to  give Dad  just  the

minimal  incision  instead  of  the  "old  fashioned"  larger  abdominal  incision.

Mark  Cotner  okay'ed  my  Father  for  surgery.   My  Father  was  taken  to  surgery,

and  the  surgery  itself  was  successful.  Apparently,  Mark  Cotner  did  a  good

job  on  my  Father:   but  this  is  where  any  Good  news  ENDS.

In  POST  ANESTHESIA-RECOVERY,  my  Father  stopped  breathing.  APNEA,  in  and  

of  itself,  is  not  unusual.  I  repeat,  is  not  unusual.   THIRD  PLANE  ANESTHESIA

is  the most  common  plane  of  General  Anesthesia.   But  people  do  stop  breathing

from  time  to  time  during  their  RECOVERY  in  PAR.   THIS  IS  WHY  THAT  IT  IS

FEDERAL  LAW,  that   PAR  rooms  have   working,  maintained,  cardio-respiratory

resuscitation  equipment  in  the  room,  ready  to  use.   But,  unfortunately,  NO  ONE

was  there  to  use  that  equipment  to   resuscitate  my  Father.   Of   course,  I  did

not  know  that,  until  Mark  Cotner  found  me,  and  told  me  a   bull@#$%T  story

that  my  Father  "had  gotten  'tired'  and  stopped  breathing" !!   

You  must  understand  that I  did  not  know  the  FINE  POINTS  of  this,  until  later.

My  Father  was  FINALLY  taken  to  the  Intensive  Care  Unit  in  a  COMA!!

Well,  Mr.  ROBERT  WAYNE  HOPPER  had  finally  made  it  around  to  see  his  

old friend  and patient,  Herchel  E.  Buz  Sawyer, Jr.  He  caught  me  in  the  

hall,  near  the  door  to  the  Unit.  I'd  like  you  to  know  what  this  punk

actually  said  to  me:   " Do  you  know  the  85  per/cent  rule?"   I  pretended

that  I  didn't  know  what  this  phony  doctor  was  talking  about.  He  said,

"Eighty-five  per/cent  of all  patients  who  lose  their  spouses   DIE  within  a 

year."

This  MAGGOT  had  the  nerve  to say that.   Hopper  was  referring  to  the

fact  that  my  Mother  had  died  suddenly  13  months  before  this  little  

screw-up  in  the  INTEGRIS  GROVE  POST ANESTHESIA  RECOVERY  ROOORT

SHORT  STORY  made  somewhat  interesting:   My  Father  continued  in  a  

coma.  The  ICU  Nurses  made  notes   that  were  lies,   about  fictitious

"conversations"  that  they  said  took  place  with  my  Father  that  copuld  never

have  happened.  The  INTEGRIS  GROVE  ICU  nurses  did  a   FABULOUS  job....of

covering  up  for  this  DRUNK  DOCTOR.   Beautiful  job.  AWARD  WINNING  acting

job.  ALL  to  cover  up  for  this  MAGGOT  of  a  BAD, BAD  DOCTOR.   I  became  

badly  distraught  with  the   NONSENSE  coming  out  of  this  no-good  lousy

ICU  and  the Nurses  responsible.

 I  drove  to  the  hospital  on  the  9th  of   February,  2009,  and  I  told  the  

Assistant  Administrator  that  INTEGRIS  GROVE  HOSPITAL  had  a  choice.  ONE:

They  were  going  to  find  a  new  doctor  for  Herchel  Buz  Sawyer, Senior.  or  

TWO:  They  were  going  to  find  some  help  for  this  DRUNK  DOCTOR,  HOPPER....

or  THREE:   They  were  going  to  transfer  my  COMATOSE  FATHER  to  another  

Hospital,  where  he  could  get  the  help  of  a  qualified   Intensivist.  Well,  this  

little  Assistant  Administrator   apparently  "communicated"   with  this  DRUNK

Robert  Wayne  Hopper,  and   HOPPER  FIRED  HIMSELF  off  of   my  Father's  case.

My  Father,  STILL  COMATOSE,   was  transferred  by  EMS  to   FREEMAN  CARDIO-

VACULAR  in  Joplin,  MO.  Room number  252.  I  got  there  about  6:30  p.m.,  where

my  Father  was  still  COMATOSE.   I  had  ben  there  about  8  minutes  when  they

called  a  CODE  on  my  Dad,  due  to  no  blood  pressure.

Well,  I  had  a  long,  heart-to-heart  with  the  two  intensivists  there  about  my

Father.   I  can  get  as  technical  with  you  as  you'd  care  to  get,   but  the

bottom  line  was:   Dad  wold  get  no  better.   They  might  code  him  again  and 

again....

My  Brain  was  in  a   spiritual  storm.  My  Father  was  not  there,  I  reasoned.

I  thought about  HOPPER, the  drunk  sot  that  had  slaughtered  my  Father  by

not  coming  to  me  and  just  saying  that  Dad  needed  more  care  than  he  and

INTEGRIS  GROVE  could  give  him.   I  thought  about  the  no-good  nurses   making

a  paycheck  in  the  ICU,  telling  me  bullsh@#$%t   stories about  my   Father's  

so-called  recovery,  and  the  fictitious  stories  they  told  me  to  keep  me  

strung  along,  and  the  ONE  TIME  that  I  ever  saw   ROBERT  HOPPER  in  the

room  with  my  Father....he  was  soused  to  the  gills !!!!

Crying,  I  pulled  my  Father   off  of  his  life  support.   It  took  my  Father

22  minutes  for  his  poor  heart  to  finally  stop.

I  reported  HOPPER, the  DRUNK  FOOL,  to  the  Oklahoma  Office  for  Medical  

Supervision.....they  said  they  couldn't  get  involved !!!   I  know  damned  well

that   our  old  friend,  State  Rep.  Doug  Cox, MD,  had  something  to  do  with  

that.  But  the  bottom  line  is:   The  State  of  Oklahoma  hasn't  got  the   guts  to  

police  the  people  who  doctor  it's   population.   Well,  Doug  Cox,   you're  a  hypocrite,

and  ROBERT  WAYNE  HOPPER:   continue  to  drive   your  Mercedes-Benz  Coupe,  list

price,  $85,000  bucks.   My  Father's  cremation  did  not  cost  anywhere  near  that

much.   And  to  the  NURSES  that  COVERED  UP  for   HOPPER....I  pity  you.   

You're  sick  and  pathetic.  And  you'll  pay  the  price,  somehow,  for  your  sell  out

to  protect  HOPPER.  By  the  way:  ROBERT  WAYNER  HOPPER'S   OLD  OFFICE

is  FOR  SALE.   HE  WILL   NO  LONGER  BE THERE.   See ?  God  still  runs  His  

Universe.

HES

GROVE, OK  PS:  Thank you,  Ed Magedson,  for  blessing  us  with   this  fine  

                        opportunity  to  bring  some of  these  monsters  to  justice.