Yes, I’m still here, whether you like it or not! And I’ll be doing my Sunday night radio broadcast (unpopular as it is) as usual, the Juliemadblogger Radio Show tomorrow night! I’m gearing up for it. Oh, you bet I am! I’ve had one helluva week! I’ve learned many life lessons this week. Better late than never, as they say.
I’m still deciding on a topic, but right now, what I’ve got on the top of the pile is: “Does the quality of your medical care really matter?” Naw, that sounds boring, doesn’t it? How about, “Shocking Truth About US Healthcare.” Now, that sounds more interesting, doesn’t it?
See, what I’ve realized in the past week is this: I thought the problem was with psychiatry only. But no, it’s the whole medical model. We’ve gone wrong, folks. We’re doing ourselves a disservice here. We’re swallowing a pill we don`t need to swallow. However, you can indeed do something about it. Sadly, those of us who don’t have much money are the ones getting the brunt off this baloney. Those who have good insurance or lots of money are still getting decent care and possibly have yet to see what I call “assembly line medical care.”
You may be wonder why on earth I am ranting about this. I had yet another Medical Appointment From Hell this past week. It was one of those rushed, in-and-out appointments. I walked in, said hello, had my blood pressure taken, was told I had kidney disease, got my blood taken, and I gave a pee sample and that was it! Get this: the doctor didn’t listen to my heart, didn’t even do any type of exam of my pelvic area, didn’t use his stethoscope at all. He looked at his computer more than he looked at me, which royally sucked, trust me. He answered none of my questions, lied to me about one of my blood levels, threatened me, and was dismissive. I attempted to give him accurate information, but it was tough. He didn’t seem to want to hear one word of it! I tried to tell him about the cramping, again…nothing! Who are these jerks, and what’s it gonna take?
Crappy medical care will ruin your life. It has wrecked mine, and THIS IS (of course) GONNA CHANGE! NO WAY am I gonna live like this any longer! Crappy medical care ruined my family life, my relationships, my body (of course) and could have killed me! You don’t have to put up with crappy medical care. No one should. If you live in the boondocks you might not have a choice about which doctors you see, and you bet I found that out the hard way when I lived in Vermont in the late 1980s. Of course, I was totally convinced that moving would solve the problem, and I fell right into the hands of good ole Harvard, which may have been okay back in the late 1980’s but probably is best to be avoided these days (2014). But I will talk about this more in my radio broadcast.
See you tomorrow night!