Tim's Adventure 14

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Tommy was a good hearted guy and the one thing bothering him a great deal was teenaged male client.

Andy Briggs had worked harder than any three clients ever had, and he was still making progress, 15 pounds in six months is nothing to write home about. He had gained weight, but it really was not clear that it was muscle in spite of the kid's efforts. Tommy had laid out a diet for the kid and according to the Mother the kid was really trying.

If the workouts were any indicator, Tommy was certain that the Mother was right. This kid did not give 100% he gave 1000% and the gains still were not happening.

This was bothering Tommy a great deal.

That night, a conversation began over dinner.

"Uncle Mike, I have a client at work, I've mentioned him before." "Is there anything we can do to help this kid?" "The family does not have a great deal of money, and I know what they are paying me is really a financial stretch for them." "The boy's Father works for one of the local tractor dealerships, and the Mother works full time down at one of the Beauty Salons." "He is beyond a hard gainer." "The few pounds I have put on him are progress, but, he's been training with me for over a year and he is losing faith that anything significant is ever going to happen."

"How old?"

"Seventeen."

"When is his next training session?"

"Tomorrow at 4:30 P.M.."

"Can you clear it with Dave Dodge for me to watch?"

"I suppose I can."

"Maybe I can spot something going on or something that may be preventing him from making progress."

"What is your relationship with the parents?"

"Fantastic, they want him to succeed and they are very supportive of him."

"No, I meant what is your relationship with them?"

"Would they allow us to take the kid to dinner down at the steak house?"
"I would like to have a little time with this kid to watch and observe."

"I suspect that there may be something medical going on."

"What could do this, to this poor kid?"

"Well, Tommy there are a number of things that can screw up the metabolism of a teen." "If his testosterone levels are very low, he won't gain." "If his thyroid function is in warp drive he won't gain." "If his digestion is not working right he will be taking in the nutrients and calories and then dumping the greatest percentage right out the other end unused."

"Tommy have you ever heard who their family doctor is?"

"Max Cogglin"

"Is that old fossil still practicing medicine?"

"Why?"

"Tommy, your Uncle and I have had a few personal experiences with Mad Max."

"The main Insurance Company that feeds Mad Max is an HMO that simply wants a rubber stamp yes man that will not treat patients."

"The only time that Mad Max ever does anything is when the condition that he finds is such that he can't get away from not treating because it could be life threatening."

"You remember the mess with the High School Football Coach a few years ago?"

"I remember that Coach Johnson almost lost his left leg to some kind of infection."

"Roger Johnson was a victim of Mad Max."

"Mad Max got his ass sued off because he failed to treat a simple staph infection and it resulted in Roger Johnson being placed in the hospital." "Mad Max handed Roger a tube of triple antibiotic cream and sent him on his way." "When the infection was a big ball of degenerating tissue his wife took him to Emergency." "Emergency did the proper testing and found the cause. Dr. Sanyal had to surgically remove the infection and then clean the field."

"Who's Dr. Sanyal?"

"Gees Tommy, you went to school with his kids."

"Dr. Sanyal is one of the surgeons down at the hospital." "You went to school with his two kids?"

"I did?"

"Yes, don't you remember Ranjan and Indira Sanyal?"

"They're from India, remember them?"

"I guess so. . ."

Throughout all of this, Tim had been munching on his food just taking this in.

He finally spoke up.

"What can be done about all these possible problems Uncle Mike?"

"Once we know what is going on treating them is easy."

"Gary (after finishing a fork of salad) finally interjected…"

"Guys, if the thyroid is going off the scale there are several treatments that can be done." "There are medications that will slow it down, but the usual and best treatment is to use a radio isotope to nuke and destroy the tissue of an overactive thyroid." "The patient takes thyroid pills for the rest of their life, but these are very cheap and the patient has a good life." "The next step is that if the testosterone is low or non existent they need to find out why." "If the problem is testosterone production by the testicles and liver, the patient is given testosterone." "If the patient has a problem with conversion from testosterone to DHT then there are a couple of options." "He can be given an implant a couple of times a year, he can be given patches or he can be given a cream made by a compounding pharmacy."

"At his age the best route would be an implant, which dissolves over time."

"I can't really do anything through the front door, but let me contact Dave Heinzmann over in Las Cruces." "He knows us, and maybe if I pick up the tab I can get the parents to get the kid over to Dave." "I know that maybe we can work together to see what is going on."

The next afternoon Mike enjoyed a protein bar with Dave Dodge, the owner of the gym and some juice. Dave had no knowledge of the real motives Mike had, but because they had worked on some charity fund raisers together the relationship was a good enough one to allow Mike to observe Andy's workout from a distance.

Tommy was right, the kid was struggling to lift weights that with the time investment should have been part of his past progression. As the workout ended, Tommy feigned a reason to introduce his client to Mike. Mike's trained eyes scanned the kid from head to foot looking for other medical give-aways to something that may constitute a problem. What he saw was basically a number of things that seemed suspicious. The teen seemed to appear far younger than he should for his age. There was no obvious facial hair in any manner, as Andy lifted his arms there were a few wisps of underarm hair, but, not much more and there was little to no hair on his arms or legs either. There was no real breast development noted, but there was also no bulge in any manner showing in the front of the teen's shorts either. There was something suspicious.

"Boy Andy, Tommy tells me how hard you've been working and he certainly is right, you are giving a thousand percent." "In fact, you've been working so hard that Tommy and I want to see what we can do to help you."

"Would it be possible for us to meet your Mom and Dad?"

"My Mom will be here to pick me up in about a half-hour."

"Would you introduce us?"

"Yeah……I guess so?"

"Tommy, after his Mom and I are introduced, would you treat our friend here to a protein shake at the juice bar?"

"Of course, Uncle Mike."

About twenty minutes later a twenty year old white Chevy Caprice honked the horn in front of the gym. Andy quickly explained and she parked the car and came in to the gym to meet the mystery man. Though she was a little puzzled in the beginning, Mrs. Briggs very quickly warmed up when Mike explained that he was Tommy's Uncle and legal guardian.

"Mrs. Briggs, Tommy has been training your son now for quite a while and he has become concerned that there might be something medical going on with Andy." He watches your son work harder than any three other clients that he has combined, and still Andy is struggling."

"Yes, his Dad and I took him to Dr. Cogglin for that reason too."

"Dr. Cogglin told us that Andy was just a `late bloomer' and that was the reason he was having problems." "Mrs. Briggs, what about getting a second opinion?"
"We'd love to, the problem is that my husbands HMO will only cover Dr. Cogglin here in town, and he simply feels that there is nothing wrong." "We think he needs more too!"

"I have a friend who is an MD over in Las Cruces, his name is Greg Heinzmann." "Greg is an endocrinologist and a really top flight internist as well, and I have some confidence in his abilities." "I will happily pick up the bill for your son's examination and testing." "Would that help you?"

"Why would you want to do that?" "You don't even know us?"

"Tommy has a great deal of faith in Andy, and he came to us to try and help your son." "Mrs. Briggs, both my business partner Gary and I are licensed Medical Doctors." "We do not actively practice medicine though we do keep our licensure active." "Both of us worked for years in medical research and we have made in our lives enough money with our work to easily help out your son."

"I'll have to ask my husband?"

"Would you, Andy, and your husband like to join us at the Steak House tonight for dinner?" "I am certain that he would enjoy meeting us and just maybe we can help your son a great deal."

Just then Tommy and Andy walked up.

"Dear, did you remember your pills?" "Yes Mom?"

"Oh, Mrs. Briggs, is there something wrong with Andy?" "Well, Dr. Cogglin said he had some vitamins that would help Andy concentrate better in school." "I have never heard of these vitamins, they're called Deppo-p-something."

"How long has Andy been taking these special vitamins?"

"I think about three years now."

"When you take Andy in to Dr. Heinzmann, make dead certain that you take that bottle and any other medications that Dr. Cogglin prescribed for him as well.

"Does Tommy have your telephone number?"

"Yes, he should have ours as well as Andy's cell phone."

"I am very much looking forward to having you and your husband meet my partner and enjoy a nice steak on us."

They talked a few more minutes and as soon as the old white Caprice was out of sight, Tommy could see absolute rage in his Uncle on a level that was nearly the level of a nuclear holocaust.

"What's wrong Uncle Mike?"

"If that old motherfucking bastard has done what I think he has done, I will have that man's license finally."

"What did he do?"

"He may have given your client, an innocent teen, a drug called Depo-Provera."

"What is Depo-Provera used for?"

"Tommy, Depo-Provera is the drug used to chemically castrate sexual preditors, it literally shuts down all testosterone production." "The fact that Andy does not have any breast development would indicate that he is also being given an estrogen blocker and this is no accident."

"Oh my God!"

"The poor kid!"

"What can they do!"

"The first thing is they have to get him off that crap, but we are just going to have to bite our tongues tonight."

When Mike and Tommy got back to the ranch, Mike called Greg and explained what had happened.

"Greg, can we get that old bastards license if this proves out?"

"Yeah, I know a guy up in Rio Rancho who is on the State Medical Board!"

"If that kid has been getting this stuff from that old pervert, we've got to stop him!"

"I wonder if he's done this to any other kids?"

"Let your friend know that this has to be an absolute "raid" on the level of the drug enforcement administration to make certain that they get any records!"


Dinner that night had gone very well with the interest of two families being one teenaged male with some interesting problems.

Three weeks later, Television News Trucks had surrounded the small town medical office of Dr. Max Cogglin when both State and Federal Medical Authorities raided the clinic. News trucks from Albuquerque Stations, News Trucks from El Paso Texas, News Trucks from Las Cruces, New Mexico and even a News Truck from Tucson, Arizona were there when it went down.

Dr. Cogglin was obviously not in his right mind as he was led off in handcuffs yelling at the top of his lungs. "You're all Satanists!" "Blasphemers!" "Masturbation is the work of the Devil!" "Preventing Masturbation prevents the Devil's influence!"

Normally things like this would not have received such coverage, but, a young and victimized teen had "friends" in high places.

Surprisingly a local and very vocal Baptist Minister had come out on a local small town radio station talking of the unjust accusations against a "true medical pioneer" and a "true God Fearing Christian". The following Sunday he was greeted with an empty Sanctuary, and, had been contacted a few days after that, by the governing bodies of the Baptist sub denomination he was serving. He was told that he was going to be doing Baptist Missionary work in Uganda. After all, his belief system and enthusiasm for "God's will" made him the ideal candidate. He had little choice. In fact, his superiors were so emphatic in their own enthusiasm, they showed up with a moving truck to offer their benevolent help to "the good pastor" in moving he and his family out of the church rectory.

That next few weeks were a horrific strain on many levels. Dr Cogglin had been very cooperative in that he had charted his actions, not realizing that his own documentation would hang him. Sadly it was found that the menace of Dr. Cogglin had gone a great deal farther than just Andy. Teenaged males and females both had been the victims of his medical campaign against sex.

Andy Briggs unfortunately had been on this disastrous drug combination treatment for the longest period of time, and it was he who was suffering the worst damage.

Because of the potential for media exposure, both Tommy and Tim's transformation had been halted. Things had to die down for a while. In spite of the cessations of the various formulae they had been on, the changes had not completely ground to a halt.

In Las Cruces, Dr. Gregory Heinzman was nearly in tears. He was trying to figure out what to do with Andy. In the beginning, they simply discontinued everything. That was a bust because while estrogen levels began to increase, the drugs had done permanent damage to his testicles and the androgen levels were not coming up. At the first sign of gynecomastia, which came one week after the other illegitimate medications had been discontinued, Andy was starting to grow breasts. Anti-estrogen therapy had to be restarted.

The day was over and Greg was leaning back in his office desk chair sipping on a glass of Scotch and soda. He was pouring over about $11,000 worth of tests on Andy, and he had no idea what to do. The endocrinological damage that Andy had suffered had been so severe that no matter what he did in trying to fix one problem, he was going to create another one of equal or greater severity.

At this moment he was thinking back to a 1950's science fiction movie. The Movie, "Godzilla" had a part that documented the plight of one scientist who knew that a scientific discovery in the "oxygen destroyer" had potential to be a catch-22".
As he was thinking this, Greg himself thought that this was a ridiculous comparison, but it was the one that came to mind.

He picked up the phone and dialed.

"Hello this is Greg Heinzman, can I speak to Mike or Gary please?"

"Hello Mike, I have a monumental pile of problems with our friend Andy." "That old psycho screwed the kid up really bad, and I need help."

"I can't seem to get the testicles to restart with any of the conventional methods." "I've tried Beta-HGC, I have tried FSH, I have tried a number of other long shots but I need something that is going to restore this kid." "The best I will ever be able to offer him is total mediocrity because at his age everything I do is going to wreck something else." "If I put him on "T" we are going to get some positives, but it won't fix the testicles." "The kid was sterilized by the old bastard in that unless things can be reversed he'll never be able to procreate the species." "You know the problems of "T" and bone closure." If I do what we have in the conventional world he will never reach the height or size he should have." "Fuck, I never would have imagined that one psychotic incompetent old bastard could create an endocrinological mess on this magnitude." "No matter what I do here, I'm fucked!"

"No, I have not told the kid or the parents yet." "I was hoping that all four of you guys would be here for that." I especially want Tommy and Tim here for Andy. He is going to fall apart, and I am afraid the boy's Father is going to start bouncing off the walls too if I can't find something to help their son."

"Look, I know that you guys worked on a number of things in your own special little world that I should not know about." "Is there anything that you have in your arsenal of little `black projects' that might help?"

"Yeah, talk to Gary and get back to me as soon as you can." "I am fucking desperate here!"


The next day as the practice closed down.

"Yes, I can get a fresh blood draw on the kid, he was coming in here tomorrow and I know that the parents wanted some answers." "Yes, he will be here by 4:00 P.M.".

"OK, I will look for Tim at 5:15 to pick up the sample."

"You have any ideas?"

"I agree, the less that people know about this the better."

"First week, three daily injections, and weeks two through eight one single injection?"

"OK, I know, I know, I know!" "My ass is on the line here and I want something meaningful for this kid." "Shit…..Government classifications! Prison! No matter what it will remain a permanently buried secret."

"Yeah, I agree he just finally responded to an unorthodox administration of a conventional treatment." "That is all anybody ever has to know."

"Can all four of you be in here on Friday at 5:00 P.M.. I will have the Briggs family come in then."

"In view of what you can do, is it really necessary to tell them everything wrong with Andy?" "OK, I understand, keep the anger as far as Cogglin is concerned."

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