Toast Update: Jackson's doctor deeper in jam

Got toast? Yes we do!

Michael Jackson's doctor left him alone shortly after giving him the powerful anesthetic propofol and went to another room to make phone calls.

Yes siree...that's what he did on the morning of June 25, hours before the 50-year-old King of Pop stopped breathing and went into cardiac arrest.

Who puts a patient under general anesthesia and leaves him alone? Dr. Conrad Murray--that's who. How this guy can be called a doctor is beyond me. If he's a doctor, I'm the Surgeon General.

The 51-year-old cardiologist told detectives he felt comfortable leaving Jackson alone because there had never been any problems with propofol before, the Los Angeles Times reported. Murray reportedly regularly administered Milk of Amnesia to Michael as a sleep aid.

But Michael wasn't asleep when on propofol--he was anesthetized.

Dr. Toast (far left), who accepted a job as Michael's personal doctor in May from $150,000 a month, is under investigation for manslaughter in the death of the King of Pop.

It is not known how long Murray left Michael unattended in la-la land, but when he came back into the room, Michael was no longer breathing. The doctor reportedly tried to revive Michael for 30 minutes before alerting someone to call 911.

Murray's lawyer, Ed Charnooff, has said the doctor never administered anything that "should have" killed the singer. Should've, could've, would've. It's propofol, my friend. This drug has a small margin of error--a bit too much and you don't wake up.

The long-awaited release of Michael's toxicology report is on hold pending the investigation.

By the way, TMZ is reporting that the room where Michael died, which was originally described as was Dr. Toast's room in the house, has turned out to be a spare room where the pop star was put under by the doctor.

It seems to me that even though the pop star could have afforded a better doctor, chances are a decent doctor wouldn't have agreed to Michael's terms--propofol for sleep and access to a cocktail of drugs to which he reportedly was addicted.

So Michael hired a dingy doctor with an dingy office between a dingy convenience store and a dingy liquor store in a dingy part of town who would cater to his needs for the right sum of money.

For background info, use the file archive on the left to find other postings on the matter, among them the previous Toast Update: Michael Jackson's doctors in a jam, posted July 29.

Sources: Daily News, LA Times, TMZ
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