A Man I Trusted For Years...

May 16th 2012, I thought it would be any other day for a 22 year old. I would have never guessed it was the beginning of my own LifeTime movie, and I was the main star. Earlier that afternoon my dad called me to take a relative to our primary doctor for a follow up, as much as I didn't want to do it I had to, I was the only other translator in the family. As much as my broken Cantonese would be mixed with English, it'll work! So I drove my relative to see our doctor for a follow up on some blood work that was done, as I was there I thought to myself why not kill two birds with one stone.
My on and off again boyfriend/fiancé and I were trying to conceive a child and I've already had a miscarriage earlier that week( so we think, test was positive, then heavy bleeding and cramps followed the next week). I was told I have ovarian cysts and hormonal imbalance issues, and that it would be hard for me to have a child but possible. So before I would leave to Australia to be with my spouse I wanted parts of my medical documents to take with me. As the doctor came into the room and met with us, I got up and gave him a hug, he's been my doctor since I was 16 or so. By the end of the visit I had a chance to ask him if we could talk about my medical history, he said yes, I'll check you out when I'm finished here.. I excused myself to the restroom and came back. As I came back my doctor was standing at the door and my relative was in the lobby ( which I didn't know at the time).
I walked into the room and began to speak with my doctor about my medical history, mid way he told me to undress my lower half, I said "right here right now? Wouldn't it be weird if my relative walked in?" He said "don't worry, I already locked the door." I was puzzled at first because I thought we were just chatting, but I guess I was getting a free Pap smear/exam, how can I say no to that... So as I popped up onto the medical table I saw him roll over in his chair to put hand sanitizer on, which meant he was about to put gloves on as well, I knew the drill.
As I laid back and stared at the ceiling he asked me to scoot forward a little and had me relax. He slipped his fingers inside of me and felt around the uterine walls like he normally did and ask if there was discomfort, I said no... He continued... Then I felt him apply pressure on my ****, I thought it was weird, but didn't question it because I wasn't sure if this was a way to test my hormonal issues...
He asked me if I could feel that, I said yes... Then he began to rub my ****, as I just laid there. He started stimulating it more while asking me medical questions, and I would answer, then his demeanor changed... He started asking me if I was turned on I said no, he asked me what my boyfriend usually did to turn me on, he asked if I was aroused and once again I said no... He said, you really aren't turned on are you? Because if you were you'd be wet with secretions. Laying there thinking something was wrong with me, he asked me to lift up my shirt, so I exposed my left breast and he started fondling it and his reasoning was " if I was turned on my nipples should be hard and I should be aroused." As he's saying this he's rubbing my **** faster as if he's getting angry I wasn't getting turned on by him... That's when it finally hit me, I was being molested.. I pulled down my shirt, asked for the time, said I had to go. He leaned in towards my vagina, thinking he was going to give me oral I jumped a little and he said don't worry I'm just smelling it... Then he pulled his fingers out of me to show me I didn't have sticky egg white like secretions as he described, and that's when I saw he was never wearing gloves... I jumped off the table and got dressed... I was panicking but stayed calm... As we were leaving the room together, he marked off a bunch of random boxes and said I should get all these checked... And I looked down and saw my body fluids on his fingers still, while two nurses in front of me looked at me funny... I then walked out of there with my relative, didn't say a word and drove home...
I then finally had the courage to go to the police at 2am... This happened at 4pm.. I talked to an officer about it.. He said ill get a call back from a detective... Four days past... Finally got a call back... Detective interviewed me, asked a ton of questions, then asked if I wanted to do what's called a confrontational call... I agreed to it... We couldn't get ahold of the doctor... I left shortly after... As I got home the doctor called me... I panicked... So I took my iPad and hit video and recorded the whole conversation.. The doctor and I set up a meeting for the next day... I immediately called my detective back to let him know... Next morning I was set up with wiring to go in for the confrontation... Remember, I wasn't trained for this, I was on my own...the detective said there were risks, I didn't care.
A undercover detective and i drove up the the office..I was super nervous in the waiting room. As i was called back to the room and I started to confront him I had to keep my cool and play dumb, I asked him questions as to why he rubbed my ****, why he fondled my breast etc, all without trying to give myself away... Then he offered to do another exam on me and I said no I had to go ( an under cover officer was in the lobby waiting for me just in case) I then left.... And the next day the doctor was arrested... Then I left for Australia ...came back in September ... While I was gone, people on the defense side was hunting my family down trying to make bribes for me to not come back to testify, offered my family a lot of money to just, disappear..but none of that was allowed to be used in court because it was hear say...
Trial started in mid November...
So I was subpoenaed...I had to go to court on my 23rd birthday... 22 days of trial went on... All my victims rights were violated.. I was told my case was one of the worst for victims rights being violated on so many different levels, my name was slandered, my friends who weren't apart of this were dragged in, my history and sexual history was brought up, everything was no longer a secret, I lost friends, I lost face, I was violated in front of 15 or so jurors by defense counsel .. I had to relive that day over and over in court for 22 days... I was harassed and bullied by the defense team, so bad that I threw up in the middle of my testimony...I cried uncontrollably.. My ex was bribed to fly out to testify against me in court, so many lies were said, so many lies about my life were told, so many people were paid to make me look like a bad person, a who*re, a sl*t, a gold digger and every other name under the sun... I went to court alone, just about every day, because I didn't want anyone to be there or to know about my past or know what happened to me.. And of course defense counsel used that to his advantage... It finally came down to deliberation, January 3rd and 4th of 2013... I sat in that court room for the first time with my little sister and father, as I held my little sisters hand for the verdict I became very emotional... 1st count of sexual assault... Not guilty.... 2nd count of sexual assault not guilty, 3rd count of sexual abuse... Not guilty... My heart sank and I burst out in tears as I heard the defendants side of the court room burst out in joy... None of the jurors who I thought were on my side, even bothered to look at me...my heart broke... I felt like going through all of this was pointless...I felt like everyone thought I was a liar... I couldn't stop thinking about how any of them would have thought he was not guilty... Now I understand why it's so hard for women to step forward about being sexually assaulted/abused... I thought I had enough evidence..that's why I did the confrontational meeting.. I felt like it was all a waste... But now as I write this, I hope many others will get the justice that I didn't, and I hope my story will give a bit of hope to others, just because I didn't win, doesn't mean you won't... And I truly believe in karma, and I hope my doctor will never get to practice medicine again since this wasn't his first offense, and I hope many more victims come forward but til then.... I guess let God punish him when the time comes...*** a few hours after the trial was over I received an email from my prosecuting attorney... She said the jurors made their decision based on the wiring, it wasn't enough evidence, because he never truly admitted to it... Then she continued to tell me a few of them were crying and felt horrible and one was a victim herself...all I had to say about that is... If you're a victim yourself.. Don't be a follower in this situation, be a leader, you know you could have step forward and said something for maybe a mistrial at the least, don't let others make a decision for you, if you believe someone is guilty step forward, don't hide...***
AzGirlLost89 AzGirlLost89
22-25
Jan 5, 2013