https://www.ratemds.com/doctor-ratings/30268/Dr-Dror-Paley-West+Palm+Beach-FL.html
https://sites.google.com/site/mycrippledleg/home/dr-paley-2-html
http://www.sun-sentinel.com/local/palm-beach/fl-doctor-dror-paley-20160318-story.html
Furthermore, Dr. Paley's site states: "Dr. Paley has only seen fat embolism twice in his career. Both occurred more than 10 years ago before he developed a special venting method to prevent this complication. Fortunately both patients recovered uneventfully"
This is not the truth. How do you expect me to go to a surgeon that isn't even being truthful about this procedure and the risks he has encountered over the years.
This is from a diary from 2014:
Quote from: BilateralDamage on June 06, 2014, 01:31:28 AMHey everyone,
Sorry for not updating for the past week. I had a very troubling LL journey so far, and it's been difficult for me to find the motivation to write an update. Let me jump straight into it.
I had a successful surgery last Thursday, May 29th. I remember the epidural feeling abnormally painful when being inserted, and I feel convinced that my herniated discs and this could have contributed to the massive problems I ended up having (but none of the doctors will confirm this of course).
On day 2, my caregiver was with me when she noticed my O2 (oxygen) stats started dropping. First they went down to 91. Then, they went down to 74. This happened in a matter of minutes and floor staff quickly rushed into the room and threw a large oxygen mask over my face (50% concentration). I was rushed down stairs to the CT scan to view my lungs and see why I wasn't breathing.
In the CT scan room, they had to transfer me to a different bed. The pain, only the day after surgery and my legs were incredibly sore and sensitive, of being transferred to the bed was excruciating. I screamed and cried out as I was lifted with my legs in the air and dropped onto the other bed. I was then given an IV into my right arm that would feed Iodine into my system and I was pushed into CT scanner. I was also given an injection of Benadryll because I have slight sheLL Forumish allergies and apparently their Iodine was sourced by sheLL Forumish.
In the CT scanner, I felt pressure build up and my IV exploded in my arm, blood splattering all over the place. I screamed out again, and told them what happened. They said not to worry and finished up the scan. They pulled me out, muttering that the key was not properly turned when inserting my IV, so human error caused my IV to explode my blood all over my arm, sheets, robe, and bruised my right underarm beyond recognition.
I was transported then to a recovery room where I was heavily monitored by nurses and doctors for 5 hours straight. The room was too bright, too loud and I couldn't manage any sleep. I found out here that I had pneumonia, and my right lung was heavily clouded in the CT scan.
At this point, I was grateful to even be alive and I never freaked out. It didn't once occur to me to tell my family. I was given treatment plans by doctors and possible causes of my pneumonia. They immediately ruled out fat embolism and said it was likely aspirations (Dr. Paley emailed me himself to tell me how worried he was and all the options were discussed, but fat embolism was ruled out with their tests). Finally, I was moved to the ICU lower level. Keep in mind, this is not the original floor I was placed on. The floor and rooms for Paley patients, the one I paid for, is a beautifully quiet floor, very large rooms, private, and trained nurses in Orthopedic patients. I was moved to the ICU, an extremely loud, busy, ugly floor, with tiny rooms and nurses not at all familiar with Paley patients. There were nurses there for decades who told me I was their first Paley patient.
My stay on this floor was for a long time. Too many bad things happened for me to care to recount. One good thing that stands out to me was when Servando told me I would have to pay for my extended stay in the hospital. This worried me of course, because he didn't know how much it would be and I had no idea how long I would have to stay in this s**t-hole. I emailed Dr. Paley and expressed that I was worried about the costs. Dr. Paley immediately emailed me back and told me not to worry about the costs, he would take care of them, and all he wanted was for me to recover. He gave me a private meeting in my room a few days later, also confirming this while checking up on me. Then the news was confirmed- I had gotten a fatty emboli in my lungs. For those unaware, this is when your fat being reamed out of your femoral canals goes into your bloodstream which then travels up to your lungs.
Dr. Paley in this private meeting also confirms to me that I'm only his 2nd patient ever to have a severe case of fat embolism in the past 3 years, and that I'm the worst case he's ever had of it. What an honor, huh? We talk for a few more minutes and he leaves. There's not much left to say in this meeting because my condition is improving and he's already done his job, the rest was up to me to heal.
I've been on breathing oxygen tubes until today, and I'm finally breathing on my own now. I just finished my IV antibiotics for my lungs today, and will now switch to oral antibiotics. I still am doing a breathing treatment, where I inhale medicated smoke for up to 7 minutes, about 5-7 times a day. To do these treatments, I'm woken up for them and have to breathe in and out of the device. This means I've never had a consistent nightly sleep in my past week here.
My lengthening started day 3 and I'm currently at 5 mm now. My physical therapy didn't start until day 5 because of my troubled breathing. I'm behind in PT as a result, but I'm getting better. Today I finally managed to use my walker all the way to the toilet and back to my bed, on day 8. This may sound like nothing, but I didn't leave my bed until 4 days after surgery and this is a huge success for me personally. (On day 7, taking my first (extremely large) s**t in a bedpan was one of the worst feelings of my life.. getting cleaned up afterwards by another person wasn't pleasant either).
I also couldn't eat anything until day 5. I would become nauseous and nothing was appetizing. I acquired a ravenous appetite by day 6 and had my food portions doubled by talking to the dietitian. She ordered larger meals for me plus 3x a day of Boost, a delicious chocolate drink, 360 calories each and tons of protein. She wants me eating a lot more protein plus getting a lot of leafy greens for my recovery.
Things are on the upswing now and looking better. I can't say I'm not bitter about the experience I've had, but it's in the past and it could have been worse. I'm by no means bitter about the treatment and reception I've received from the hospital. I had extremely watchful and good care on the ICU, and the nurses there were lovely. I've built relationships with some of them that I intend on keeping outside of the hospital. My caregiver was excellent and visited me on days she wasn't working for me (just to check on my health). She bought food for me, trying to spur my appetite. She cared for me like a mother would and affectionately, the mother I needed but didn't otherwise have with me. The treatment was on point and my immune system was strong which is why I healed much quicker than people with pneumonia usually do.
I have no idea how I managed to keep the pneumonia and my very ill state away from my family (who have been talking to me daily) and from my work partners. But I did, and it looks like tomorrow I will be discharged. I'm worried about the discharge because I cannot transfer as well I would have liked to, but getting out of this hospital is my #1 priority. I had the sunlight touch my face for the first time in 7 days today. It was a beautiful feeling.
If you were to takeaway one thing from my post, it should be this: bad things can always go wrong with this surgery. With Western doctors, the most experienced doctors, with excellent physical shape, great health, being young, paying lots of money. It can always go wrong. Prepare yourself for this, and always have someone with you in the beginning of your LL.
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I will resume daily updates when I return to the Homewood Suites. Signing out.
Last but not least, " Dr. Paley, was dismissed from his hospital that he was practicing in while in Maryland. He was fee splitting money from the representive who was supplying the frames he uses at the hospital. Plus, the representive was his girlfriend. Needless to say, he was dismissed from the hospital he was at."
All in all, I got the sense that Dr Paley cares a lot more about making money and his business than patient health.