Worker’s Comp Injury in Illegal Aliens

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The California Workers’ Compensation system is dysfunctional. ( 2002) Costs are high though the benefit to workers, and employers, is meager. Where illegal workers are concerned,  abuse is particularly common.

A 10-year on-line review of the Sacramento Bee reveals more than 200 articles on “undocumented” (aka illegal) workers, but none specifically addressing their problems with work injuries. These injured workers tell of border crossing and re-crossing, brushes with the law, with various profiteers both local and foreign. They speak of adventure, hope, opportunity; of self sacrifice, separation from loved ones.

In the face of permanent injury, illegals often face loneliness or despair. Caught in a process they find unintelligible, dehumanizing, and inefficient, they are almost universally eager to tell their story to someone, anyone willing to listen. I can attest that personal histories — like that recounted below — are not new. I heard them 50 years ago when I worked summers with braceros near Chico; and 40 years ago when I practiced in Woodland as a young GP. (I spoke a peculiar mix of Spanish learned in a Chihuahua mining town, an internship in Panama, and from those 1950’s Guanajuato braceros who still live in my thoughts and my heart.) What is new is the degree of dysfunction and abuse in the Worker’s Compensation program. In the following case, names and locations are altered; but the details are real.

Ricardo Morales is guapo, a handsome 25-year-old with carefully groomed hair and mustache who looks like he stepped out of a Mexican soap opera. His family has a small piece of grazing land on which they run a marginal cattle operation in Mexico. He came to California six years ago for the adventure and to gather a “stake” to buy his own livestock.

Ricardo crossed the border by paying a coyote about $1,500 in US dollars. In Tijuana, he joined a man and woman in a safe house, where they were given clean clothes and bed. Each was provided with a new identity in a search through several thousand California driver’s licenses for a good likeness — Ricardo changed his mustache and hair to match the license photo. They memorized new names, birth dates, and vital information about “friends” in Tijuana.

On the appointed day, each was separately driven to the border crossing. Ricardo and the woman passed but the other man was very anxious and apparently failed. They returned the driver’s licenses to their handlers, were given a ticket on public transportation and told to get off at a certain stop.

There they were met by another driver, an attractive young woman who quickly placed them in the trunk of her car. She spoke enough Spanish to say: “We may be stopped within the next hour or two. So long as you hear the radio playing loudly, you may move about. At one point the car may stop, and I will turn off the radio. Do not move or make any noise whatsoever until we are on the road again.” By evening they reached another safe house near Fresno, and were provided with showers, clean clothes and food. The following day they were released on their own.

Morales found work in grapes. I asked how, since he was illegal. “My employer said my papers are legal. I just have to use the new name, that works with the (social security) number.”

He worked in vineyards, planting, pruning, spraying — whatever was required. Sometimes he earned nearly $10 per hour before deductions, a rate of pay inconceivable at home. He accumulated about $4,500.

Two years ago, Ricardo took a job picking olives; it was piece-work and he could earn more money. He fell from a 14-foot ladder, suffering a compound fracture of the left tibia-fibula and several fractures in his low back. An ambulance took him to the hospital, and he doesn’t recall much more until after surgery.

On discharge, he came to Sacramento for care by an orthopedist for his left leg and by a chiropractor for his back and over­all case management. The leg fractures healed well, but he has severe back and leg pain. His primary doctor has treated him with acupuncture, manipulation, and other modalities.

“How long, how often, are you treated?”

“Five days weekly for the past ten months. But I’m not better. I always have pain in the left foot and leg, and low back. I can’t stand, walk, or sit still for more than a few minutes at a time. The doctor occasionally sends me to another doctor for pain medicine. That doctor suggests an MRI, I have asked my regular doctor and he only says he’s considering it.”

After a year or so, Morales got legal counsel. He was offered, and tried, retraining as a cook but understood little because the program was in entirely in English. It also seemed a waste because he still plans to return to Mexico. He is scheduled for a more thorough workup and an assessment of permanent disability. But for some reason it hasn’t happened yet.

He says his lawyer eventually expects to negotiate a settlement based on an adjudicated percentage of disability. The lawyer charges 12 percent of the settlement plus costs. The lawyer will cash the settlement check for a fee, because Morales would have difficulty. Then Morales will reclaim his real name and go home. Total costs for his injury will likely exceed $ 1 million. Ricardo says he feels trapped — having spent all his savings, he is borrowing money from a cousin to meet expenses. How is it possible that such a case can drag on for so long, at such cost, without any progress or resolution? How can it be possible that a patient sees a doctor several times weekly for years without improvement or referral?  It  happens because there is no adequate incentive for anyone in the system to move a case forward. To the contrary, for some, the longer it drags on the better.

While for some injured people, no progress is preferred, I believe the majority of seriously injured illegal workers are far more likely to be victims of systematic abuse, rather than abusers of the system. In addition illegals are handicapped culturally and legally.

Especially where injury is significant or carries a residual disability, they can be “churned” by various  rapacious professionals. They may be sent back and forth through a bewildering maze of medical facilities, repeated history-taking forms, informed consents, duplicated and reduplicated testing, failed communication, canceled appointments, and hours upon hours in an endless series of aptly named waiting rooms.  They carry with them a dismal symbol of their situation: an inch-thick billfold or envelope stuffed with frayed cards and bits of folded paper containing addresses, phone numbers, dates, business cards. These multiple bloodless documents define the case.

Though the prime professional treatment mill operator in this case is a chiropractor, there are also physician comp injury abusers. That is not to say all professionals are rapacious, but to point out that the system itself promotes abuse. The typical carpetbagger of Worker’s Comp are itinerant specialists who take regular half or whole day leases of office space, to schedule multiple boilerplate worker visits. Oversight is sorely inadequate. There has been no objective and defensible measure of the quality of medical care, or systematic patient evaluation of care. And while the legal profession is no doubt sometimes abusive, the only way the system worked for this patient is because a lawyer intervened.

In my opinion, worker injury care as it exists now for all workers, but especially for illegals, is the very worst and most costly medical care possible. While recent changes in Worker’s Compensation regulations may reduce costs, it has done nothing to benefit workers, or to encourage providers to improve medical care.

It would not be more difficult to require identification of all workers than it is to require it of   motor vehicle drivers.  Yet we choose not to do so.  It is unconscionable to permit people to enter and work here illegally, while at the same tome permit legal abuse when they are injured.

2002

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2 thoughts on “Worker’s Comp Injury in Illegal Aliens

    Katharine Stabile said:
    March 29, 2010 at 23:46

    Hi, good day. Wonderful post. You have gained a new subscriber. Pleasee continue this great work and I look forward to more of your great blog posts.

      lufboro responded:
      March 8, 2015 at 07:24

      Thanks for your comment. At a quiet place in Santiago, chile. That gives me time to look at my string of comments and I am responding to yours even though it has been so long ago. Have been in Brazil and Chile since 5 February and have blogged quite a bit about that. Again I appreciate your comment. Ate loo
      Jl

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