American History Tellers - New Season - Dr. Death: The Cowboy
Episode Date: June 9, 2026Dr. John Schneider rode into town like a character out of a Western: an outsider on a Harley-Davidson, in trademark cowboy boots. He promised relief to patients suffering in Wyoming and Monta...na. He seemed like the hero they needed. But when surgeries go wrong and a strange letter exposes a bitter feud, medical professionals and government officials search for the truth about this cowboy doctor. They discover claims of broken bodies, bullying, fraud, and lawsuits.From Audible, the fifth season of the hit series Dr. Death returns with The Cowboy: the story of a surgeon who took advantage of a broken system and the fight to bring him to justice. Listen to Dr. Death: The Cowboy wherever you get your podcasts. Audible subscribers can binge all episodes of Dr. Death: The Cowboy ad-free right now. Start your Audible subscription in the Audible App or on Apple Podcasts.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.
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There are people you are told to trust, like lawyers, teachers, and especially doctors,
but what happens when you put your life in someone's hands and they betray you?
In an all-new season of Dr. Death, host Laura Beale uncovers the story of a surgeon who took
advantage of a broken system and the fight to bring him to justice.
Dr. Death the cowboy follows a charming neurosurgeon who rode into western towns selling a persona
of confidence and care. He wore cowboy boots in the operating room and became sought after
by patients. He promised to heal them, to help them, but instead he left a trail of broken bodies.
This is a story about a doctor who was never truly held accountable for ruining the lives
of his patients. It's also a story of a fight for justice that will leave you questioning who to
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When they were called in, he sat at the edge of the exam table.
He was in his 60s, tall and wiry, and he began to lay it out for them.
I would go over the films with them and say, here's the problem.
And then he told them what it meant.
We're going to have to do surgery.
We just need to fix the fusions that never healed.
None of them healed.
Christy was speechless, trying to take it all in.
I said the first surgery from Dr. Schneider, he said, no, none of the hardware has healed, none of it.
And I'm picturing it in my head, all these screws and bolts in my mom's back just floating around.
And I asked him, I said so my mom was walking around with a broken back all this time.
He said, yeah, none of it's healed.
My mom didn't say anything.
She was just listening in shock.
Dr. Narodzky was clear that there were no men.
magic fixes. The best he could do was to remove the hardware and fuse her spine for a third time.
My brain was just going in every which direction. Like, do we trust this doctor? Seenio, what he'd
doing? And there was one question in particular that was weighing on her mind. The thought that
Dr. Schneider had planted in her head. I asked him if this is going to paralyze my mom. I still believe
that he was right, Dr. Schneider,
and anybody that touched her was going to paralyze her.
There was nothing to be done.
Dr. Narotsky told her that wouldn't happen.
He wasn't pushy at all.
He said, think on it.
Get back to me.
Let me know what you think.
Christy walked out of Dr. Norotsky's office relieved.
Finally, she'd found someone willing to take on
one of Dr. Schneider's patients.
But as she took her mom and her two toddlers back out of the building and into the parking lot,
Christy could feel her emotions rising.
I got the kids and my mom in the truck, and I walked around the parking lot, so they wouldn't hear me.
She pulled out her cell phone and punched in the number for the office of Dr. Schneider.
I asked to speak to him.
He wouldn't take the call, so I told the secretary to give him a message.
to give him a message for me.
I told her I wanted to hear it from Schneider,
that he lied to us all these years,
that my mom had a broken back,
that she was walking around with hardware
that's not even connected to her bones.
And I wanted to hear it from him,
what his thoughts are.
Did he know all these years
that my mom's fusion didn't heal?
That he put her through so much pain and agony.
And I remember,
a few of the people in the parking lot looking at me because I was screaming on the phone,
demanding him to get on the phone and talk to me and tell me what he thinks of this.
She just kept saying he's too busy, he's with patience, he cannot come to the phone.
But I'll be sure to tell him.
A week later, her mom got a letter.
It was from Dr. Schneider.
He wrote,
I was aghast that your daughter would intimate and accuse myself or my staff of medical error or ignoring your needs.
He went on with a warning for her.
I am very concerned you chose Dr. Narotsky for your second opinion and would encourage you to be very, very careful before believing or letting this doctor treat you.
I would be happy to sit down with you and your family and review these issues.
As she scanned through the words,
Christy could only think one thing.
What an asshole?
At that point, you think he's like,
he doesn't want any other surgeon to see what he did to my mom inside her back?
So Christy and her mom did not take up Dr. Schneider's offer of a follow-up appointment,
nor did she pay any attention to his warnings about Dr. Narotsky.
Instead, she moved ahead with her mom's surgery.
But then not long later, a second letter arrived in the mail with the warning that made her wonder what and who she was really dealing with.
I panicked.
Completely panicked.
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