Got a few hours????
My wife Lana has ovarian cancer. Right now, this instant. She has in fact had cysts and lumps removed twice before, once 5 years ago and again 3 years ago. The last time she had 3 but one ruptured the day before her surgery, almost killing her, and the doctor was pissed at us because he was expecting 3 and only found 2. He figured we should have waited and had another test done (testing is the entire basis of our healthcare system right now) because having him look for the 3rd cyst was 'an uneconomical use of
his time. They biopsied the cysts and told us the results were inconclusive. Could be cancerous, could not be, wait and see if they come back. Oh, by the way, you have an extraordinarily high whitecell count so we took out your appendix. Hhhmmm wait a sec, maybe
that's where the third cyst went.....
So that was 3 years ago that they cut her open and poked around, leaving her hobbled up and convalescing for 2 months(for the second time), but they got her in and did the surgery reasonably promptly.
This year.... they found the first lump last December. We knew what it was. Her old doctor knew what it was. But our doctor here wasn't sure. She was sure Lana was faking the pain in order to get off work and to get painkiller shots. She said so in plain (heavily accented) English. Lana continued to complain of sever pain, so the doc sent her for some tests. They found the lump again, and it was larger than in the first CT scan. Better get more tests. Since march, we have taken Lana in for 6-8 tests every month until last month. These tests have been done here in Stettler, 80 miles away in Drumheller, 120 miles away in Edmonton, 230 miles away in Calgary, back home in Stettler, 80 miles the other direction in Camrose.... multiple times for each place. They do the same tests in each place, and always find the cysts, and they are always bigger than last time. But they still ain't sure. Let's send you here(pick a hospital) for another test. And on and on and on....
Last July I went with her to an appointment with a new doctor and sat in the exam room for the entire exam. The doctor found the cysts, noticed that she screamed in pain during the pap smear and suggested more tests. I rather calmly but firmly suggested that we all really knew what the problem was. He agreed. He even said he would perform arthroscopic surgery to remove them. But he also said that the pain could be from scarring left over from the previous surgeries, so he may have to open her up to take care of that. He didn't want to waste
his time by starting arthroscopic only to have to open her up fully to remove scar tissue, so lets wait and run some more tests. I asked what more tests would tell him. He admitted nothing he didn't know already.
So I, still much more calmly than I was feeling, I talked him into doing the surgery, skipping the little slits and open her up, and FIX THE PROBLEM the right way, the first time. The problem is, the doctors would intimidate Lana into getting more tests, rather than going in and fixing the problem.
Long before this Lana had said she was tired of this and wanted a full hysterectomy. We talked about it and what it entailed, and she still wants it. So that's what the doctor is going to do next week, on the 27th. But I had to make him. Lana tried to talk him into it, but he wouldn't until I started in on him. From the day he decided to do the surgery until the day of it, it will have been just under 3 months. And they tell us at every opportunity how quickly they are getting her in.
Lana has been off work since late March. About 3-4 times a week I come home from work and find her passed out on the floor, or doubled over in pain crying in bed. So I carry her to the car and drive her 25 miles into Stettler for a shot. There is no doctor in duty after noon, they have to call one in to give it to her. It is usually about 3 hours before one comes in, but it has been as long as 8 hours. And then I load her back up and drive home. If I'm lucky, I grab a few hours sleep before going back to work for another 12 hours. Am I getting cranky? No, not much, I'm not......
Lana is fed up with feeling sick all the time (she can only eat a few mouthfuls at a time or she pukes it back up) and being in constant, sever pain. I am tired of finding my wife on the ground crying in pain, and hearing her dry heave while I make and eat my supper. And both of us have had it with spending every few nights sitting in Emergency, waiting for a doctor to show up and jab some less effective derivative of demerol into her and send us home. Sitting in the same hospital that Lana works as an LPN in......
Our healthcare system has degenerated into an endless round of getting passed from one test to another, just so that each doctor down the line can bill out another test and another visit. They have ZERO interest in curing anyone. A month ago one doctor called and told us that a biopsy she took 2 months ago came back showing positive for cancer. She wanted more tests. We told her she could talk to the surgeon after he removed the cause and test that. She tried to talk Lana out of the surgery and get
MORE tests done. I told her no, but not that politely. So now the fight is on to get chemo or some such after surgery cancer treatment....
Years ago, our healthcare system was great. Lots of doctors, lots of high quality treatment, very little wait. The past few years have seen that flushed down the crapper. Now it's all about getting visits and tests done by as many doctors as possible, so that they can all send the government a bill. Since no one gets better, these visits and tests keep going on and on until the patient dies, but the doctors have gotten multiple billable hours out of them by then and are ready for the next invoice to stagger in the door. We need to make doctors accountable again, go back to the way we did it a decade ago, and stop trying to Americanize our system. Right now, I would much rather be treated in the US than here. That's where all our native doctors are, the ones we have here now are all from South Africa (if you get a good one) or from some backwater village in India or Continental Africa. Call me whatever you like, I firmly believe that I should be able to understand what my doctor is saying without a translator. Right now, it's been about 5 years since I could do that.
Neither your nor our system is very good right now, but I would rather have your's at this point.