From: John Brockman Sent: Friday, April 1, 2011 1:27 PM To: Jeffrey Epstein Subject: miserable week JE, »checking in, how are youop The second operation, scheduled for this past Tuesday. turned into a =iserable experience. We arrived at HSS on time at 10:30 and were told =e were on schedule and to get ready. We were put in a double room for =repping. I had not eaten since midnight and stopped drinking liquids in =he morning. But I did manage to take a couple of Xanax walking in, to =et me through the ordeal. Instead of rapidly proceeding to surgery we sat in the room (with me in =ospital clothes in a bed) for at least four hours while three other =ets of patients came and went and had meetings with their doctors, =nesthesiologists, etc. In the meantime I was starving and desperately =rying not to hear the medical talk on the other side of the curtain =hat makes me ill. Finally, long after the xanax wore off, they came for =e, to me to OR, gave me the anesthesia, and fours later I awoke to find =ut they couldn't operate because my heart was racing much to fast wit =n irregular beat. The result was imprisonment in recuperative care for =4 hours - as though I was a heart attack victim - with beta blockers =nfusions of magnesium, constant checking about low blood pressure. But prior to being wheeled into OR a nurse took by blood pressure, said =t was low, and didn't tell anyone in OR. And the hospital doctor didn't =heck me (he had done so two weeks ago for the first operation). Patrick O'Leary, the surgeon, stopped in Wed am while I was still in the =ospital to say we has rethinking his plan for me and in this regard he =ad me get an MRI before I left. His latest thought: rest a month and =hen come back for the second operation. He also mentioned that the =econd operation was dangerous. But strange that all this conversation =appened after the operation was to have been finished. The hospital medical doctor - a Dr. Lefkowitz who clear =atien