Please tell me, again,
why we are supposed to hate this system.
Recently, for no
apparent reason, I passed out. When I called my doctor's office and told them
what had happened they arranged for me to see the doctor an hour later. That was
last Tuesday. The doctor's learned assessment was that I had "SDT" (Some Damn
Thing) and that "We are going to get to the bottom of this." Both his humor and
his determined and reassuring comment were much appreciated.
On Wednesday they
called and told me my blood, which they had drawn on Monday, tested normal.
They, also, informed me that they had
arranged two appointments for me for the next day, Thursday. One appointment was
for a Cat Scan and the other was for an ultra-sound check of my Corroded
Arteries. They also told me that I have an appointment on Monday, next, to see a
cardiologist.
Now, who would not be
impressed with this incredible display of both healthcare and compassion? Lest
anyone jump to the conclusion that I must be a VIP, or someone with great means,
neither is true. It should also be noted that every decision made has been
between me and my doctor, with nary a government bureaucrat or death panel in
sight.
"Papa
Jan"
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