So here I am in the ICU, tied down with IV lines and monitor leads in me own little Lilliput; kept captive in a place where the doctors see me as a biochemical reaction experiment in progress, the nursing staff is concerned about keeping their own economic skins attached to their ever-more-prominent domestic ribs, and I remain worried about how much of this bill is going to be dropped into my lap because my insurance will refuse to cover it!
But wait! That's not all! Once I got out, my primary care physician (an American-born graduate of Northwestern University) assumed the treatment of my now-visible medical condition, and I have to wonder just what he knows. I had to stop taking each of the first prescriptions he's given me almost immediately, due to nasty side effects, and I am very hesitant to begin taking the third, due to its list of side effects being a combination of those of the previous two. Is there really any benefit to using drugs which treat one symptom while causing many others except to raise the profit margins of the evil alchemists who peddle them? These drugs have made it impossible for me to concentrate enough to put up a post until now, which some readers here might consider a benefit. But I can't remain employed using a drug which is reputed to correct my condition and which instead either turns me into a zombie or makes me so miserable that I start thinking and acting like a conservative. More importantly (to me, at least), if my treatment makes me unemployed, I won't be able to pay for continuing my treatment. At that point, (even the federally subsidized drug manufacturers should be taking notice here) I, and millions of others like me, can no longer prime the profit pump because I don't have the pay for them to play.
I often wonder lately why the doctors are so silent about this. It has to concern them, for it affects not only their plush lifestyles, but also makes it even less likely that those who are repaying huge student loans will ever crawl out from under that smothering debt blanketing them.
It doesn't end there. Another assault on amassing health care wealth is emerging in those places where there isn't enough easy profit to interest the big corporations which currently dominate health care. The Guardian's Chris McGreal reports from Tulsa, OK, regarding how the hospitals there are dropping 30 pieces of silver into the hands of local churches to provide just enough medical care to keep the indigent out of their emergency rooms and off their spreadsheets. And I thought hospitals were too broke to pay attention! As if! One would think that these men of God would remember Matthew 25 should they ever survey the mockery of treatment that they help provide. One wonders how healthy, both physically and spiritually, they really are. Oh, wait, their god is Mammon, isn't it? They are in the pink!