Transcript
Headley Thomas (0:04)
My name is Headley Thomas. Sick to Death is based on my book of the same name and it's the true story of Dr. Jayant Patel's lies and manipulation and the herculean effort it took to finally stop him. We've used voice actors throughout this series and on occasion the real people from the story have read their words for us. It is brought to you by me and the Australian. Chapter 19 the Messenger 18 March 2004. Rob messenger wanted to start with a few home truths. He looked up and smiled at his supporters in the public gallery of State Parliament in George Street, Brisbane. It had been a hard slog to arrive in this place. He hoped it would be worth it. Nobody had ever accused Messinger of being born with a silver spoon in his mouth. At 4.30pm on 18 March 2004, as the National Party's new Member for Burnet prepared to deliver his first speech, he felt unbeatable.
Rob Messenger (1:25)
I have to confess my journey to this historic chamber was not planned. As a child and teenager playing in the red dirt cane fields of South Glan, I never harboured dreams of becoming a politician and I'll be the first to admit that I'm only standing here before you because of God's grace.
Headley Thomas (1:44)
With a nod to the gallery, messenger explained how he drew inspiration from his father DEZ when self doubt and fatigue set in. Des had been a cane cutter in Bundaberg. Like the Kanakas a century ago, he had the backbreaking job of cutting and loading tonnes of cane a day for a meager $1.60 a tonne. Rob messenger still marvelled at how his father DEZ managed to feed, clothe and shelter him and his two brothers Greg and Danny. When messenger was a teenager he danced and sang to the evocative lyrics of Australian band Gangajang's anthem Sounds of Then about growing up in Bundaberg. Out on the patio we'd sit and the humidity we'd breathe. We'd watch the lightning crack over cane fields, laugh and think this is Australia. He remembered his mother Irene laughing and joking with the other women of the district while they picked tomatoes in 35 degree tropical heat. Irene lived for Rob's regular visits to her bedside at Bundaberg Hospital. In the weeks before she finally succumbed to a particularly aggressive bowel cancer in September 2002, messenger watched his well known mother die at the hospital after an 18 month battle. He came to know the doctors and nurses. Some of them began confiding a few secrets and worries. The hospital was Running on empty, it had been managed to a standstill and starved of funds. As the district manager, Peter Leck, enforced rigid budgetary controls. Specialists and the best doctors were leaving disillusioned and distressed at the deteriorating levels of care. All the while, public announcements and press releases from Queensland Health's Brisbane headquarters spewed positive but wholly misleading guff about the hospital in which messenger had been born. Messenger used his first speech to underline what he knew from his months on the campaign trail. The hospital was sick. It was a diseased limb of a very sick body whose staff had been cowed into silence.
