Yeah, it looked like this today, which was bleak enough. But it was also a bleak day because, yep, another let down re: the Knee Saga. Last month I had the bright idea to ask my GP to make a new appointment with the traumatologist based on the new xrays I had done in November as the ones taken in August hadn’t been done correctly. Due to this and that the GP appt was postponed until today and, although I knew it was a long shot, I’m still disappointed it didn’t work out. I was told, without a hint of irony, that the records show I have been up for a three-month revision since August and so she cannot ask for a new one even though a new test had been done since then because it was for the same thing. Aaargh. I’m so tired. And it hurts.
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Goddamn, I am so tired of “medicine by the numbers.” I mean, patient hurts, stuff is not being done, new information is there, DO STUFF. I’m not even sure I understand what she was telling you here, except that the system wasted her time and yours so that she could tell you nothing can be done right now. This is supposed to be “efficiency,” I guess.
It’s not just medicine really, it’s everywhere. I have been trying to get an error in a contract fixed for a week — some unexpected bumf I was sent about authorising a third party to sell my “solar energy credits” (from the new solar panels) on the open market. Only they got my contact info from the contractor, and because I gave the contractor the Cute Engineer’s phone number to iron out some questions because he is a GODDAM RENEWABLE ENERGY ENGINEER, he became THE MAN and suddenly it was His Array in their minds even though only my name is on the contract and the property, and they mixed his contact info up with mine when they passed it along. And no one answers my e-mails. I hate it here.
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Well our streets are not presently flowing with oil-fueled fire rivers dumping into our sewer systems, so I guess that’s something.
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Yeah. There’s that. I can’t even.
I don’t even know what to wish for at this point, except for the vicious idiocy to stop. Like a space ship to land and just neutralize everything that’s going on. “You people have got to stop messing up this corner of our galaxy.”
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Healthcare used to be a personal relationship. I’m sorry you’ve been side-lined. You deserve better. I’ll remember you in my prayers, and so many others who have to go through this when they are hurting.
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Thanks. I used to have great relationships with all my doctors but now they have retired and, since Covid, the health care system has suffered a lot, loss of staff, everything. It’s a mess. They are trying to push us to go private, but I can’t afford to.
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In order for doctors to practice in a hospital, they must now be employed by the corporate hospital that impose quotas of how many patients they need to see every day (average 15 min each). We need a Divine Doctor to go private, one who can heal us without a hospital and who is convicted by God to provide the Divine Service, while living as equals with those they serve. Only God can fix it – and he CAN do anything.
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