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Dark forces are arrayed against me to prevent me from travel

In the past year and a half, I have had to cancel/postpone/reschedule three trips that were purely for pleasure:

1. I was scheduled to go to Barcelona in March 2010, but my uncle passed away;

2. I was scheduled to go to Amsterdam in May 2010, but the volcano happened; and

3. I was scheduled to be in New York right now, but my body betrayed me.

Work, family and jobhunting-related trips?  I can take those, fine.  It’s the pleasure trips that elude me.

More on the body betrayal: I didn’t actually bork my liver by getting dehydrated.  Instead, it turns out I have a stone lodged in my common bile duct, and the dehydration pushed it from being happily asymptomatic to being symptomatic.  And once these things become symptomatic, they can back everything up and you’re looking at jaundice, liver shutdown, and life-threatening infections.  Fortunately, my doctor caught me before I left, or I might have been at the ER in Bellevue.

I’m scheduled for a procedure to have the thing removed on Monday.  It’s a pretty non-invasive procedure, in which a scope is inserted via a tube down your throat to peek up your bile duct where it empties into the esophagus.  If they can grab it there, they will; or they’ll cut a small hole in your small intestine and let it drop out there.  There’s a small chance it won’t work and they’ll have to open me up, but chances are good it won’t be an issue.  The biggest complication is pancreatitis, which is extremely painful and sucks very much.  In fact, that’s what Sugarplum had when she stopped eating and her liver went toxic.

I’ve already had my gallbladder out, 24 years ago, due to stones (I got to keep them after the surgery; they were HUGE).  I’m one of the lucky 10% whose bodies just love making stones even after removal of the gallbladder, and when there’s nowhere like the gallbladder for them to collect, they hang around in the bile duct once they get too big to pass through.  So I’ll have to be careful of this in the future (though maybe it’ll be another 24 years before I have to worry about it again, and by then I’ll (hopefully, if it’s still around) be on Medicare).

In the meantime, I’m waiting for my procedure and watching for signs of becoming bright yellow and having shaking chills. Woohoo!

And once again, I’m very glad that this is all coming to a head when I actually have health insurance.  I don’t know what I would have done had I still been uninsured; probably take antacids and hope for the best.  Then turn yellow and die, probably.

Brilliant.

Obama’s signaling that he’s going to drop the public option and go with the Blue Dog/Republican insurance co-ops idea.

Just what we need, to be forced to line the pockets of insurance companies and only insurance companies.  Will there be any regulation of these co-ops so that insurers must insure everyone, can’t charge exorbitant rates, and can’t use recission to deny claims and get rid of undesirables?

Somehow, I don’t think so.

Boy, am I ever glad I didn’t vote for this tool.  Guy doesn’t know the first thing about negotiation.   Unless the co-ops are exactly what he wanted to end up with, so he started with the public option.

A train of thought about public health brought on by a glimpse of ironic facial hair

My mind goes to some odd places sometimes.  And today, the sight of a hipster with ironic facial hair on the subway (and of course he got off in Williamsburg) led to some thoughts about public health.  The sight of ironic facial hair led to thoughts about such facial hair worn non-ironically, which led to thoughts about men who wore such non-ironic facial hair, which led to thoughts of C. Everett Koop and his Gorton’s Fisherman beard and naval-looking uniform, which led to thoughts of the whole debacle of Obama nominating Sanjay Gupta as Surgeon General, which led to the realization that it’s been over two months since Gupta withdrew his name, we’re in the middle of a public-health crisis, and . . . we have no Surgeon General.

And Obama hasn’t even floated any names to replace Gupta, as far as I can tell.  This isn’t like not having anyone helming HHS at the start of the swine flu; the problem there was that Kathleen Sebelius’s nomination wasn’t being acted upon because the shit-for-brains forced-birth contingent decided to demagogue.  At least there was a nominee.

But as important as it is to have a Secretary of HHS in place, it’s the Surgeon General who leads the Public Health Service, and pandemics and epidemics are under the aegis of the Public Health Service.  We’re in the middle of the beginning of a possible pandemic, and Obama doesn’t even have a backup after his completely ill-suited first nominee withdrew?

Like a crazy cat lady, but with kids

Does anyone else find the whole octuplets story disturbing?

First, there’s the whole issue of how much the media kvells over mega-multiple births (as long as they’re the right color, of course, or not immigrants) * or women who have child after child because Gawd commands it. TLC has essentially become The Litter Channel, with multiple shows dedicated to glorifying enormous mutliple births (Jon and Kate Plus Eight) or right-wing Quiverful families (17 Children and Counting, though now there are 18), in which this kind of family is presented as gosh darn wacky and loving, with nary a mention of the downside, such as the health problems that mega-multiple babies can have, the enormous expense (both medical and non-medical, the toll on the mothers’ bodies, and in the case of the Duggars, the fact that the whole enterprise is held together by the labor of teenage and preteen girls who shoulder almost the entire daily burden of caring for their siblings and parents (seriously — each child has a “jurisdiction,” which for the girls is “doing all the cooking or laundry for 20 plus childcare for any younger sibling who’s been weaned at 6 months so Michelle can get pregnant again” and for the boys is “walking the dog.” There’s a reason the Duggar girls all look exhausted). It doesn’t help that suppliers of baby products, such as Pampers, rush in to donate diapers or other items (sometimes even houses and minivans) — at least for a while. Once the cameras go away, you’re still left with a huge number of infants to change, clothe and feed.

Then there’s the rather disturbing statements the grandmother of the octuplets has made about her daughter: Continue reading ‘Like a crazy cat lady, but with kids’

Single-payer health care and the economic crisis

Bruce Dixon:

Of course the US auto industry could have produced greener cars in greener plants. They should have invested more in hybrid, electric vehicle and fuel cell technologies. They might have used their marketing muscle to create demand for smaller cars instead of SUVs. But why should they? Foreign automakers haven’t done much better at any of these things either, especially in the US market. And apart from health care expenses, many foreign and Canadian auto workers are paid as much or more than their US counterparts. So none of these serve to explain why foreign automakers have out-competed the US for a generation.The big difference that establishment politicians turn a blind eye to, and media pundits refuse to mention in print or on the air has always been government-paid universal health care as a human right in Europe and Japan compared to a health care system in the hands of private for-profit insurers in the US. Universal free health care is the secret competitive weapon of the Japanese, Canadian and European auto industries. Unless and until this competitive advantage is equalized, manufacturing automobiles and practically everything else will be far more expensive inside the US than outside it. No amount of money thrown at the auto industry can solve that, and without medical and retirement expenses, foreign automakers are guaranteed to have the extra cash to match and beat anything US automakers invest in innovative green technologies.

Most US politicians omit this vital contextual information because they or their parties take big money from the private insurers. The private health insurance industry eats one third of every health care dollar to finance its executive salaries, its bad investments, its marketing campaigns, and the bureaucratic machinery with which it denies needed care even to the insured. Since they are integral to the our nation’s permanent ruling elite, corporate media shamelessly speak for them and exercise remarkable discipline in keeping nearly all discussion of single-payer medical care away from the eyes and ears of the American public. But thanks in part to the internet, the mainstream media’s conspiracy of silence against single-payer health care is not working as well as it used to.

Not only that, the canard of “socialized medicine” doesn’t have quite the same scare power that it did during the height of the Red Menace. Not to mention, when you are getting charged more and more and more every year for less and less and less coverage, you start to wonder why it is that other countries, other democracies manage to take care of this with less muss and fuss, stories of long waiting times in Canada notwithstanding.

Oh, but surely it’s time for Hope™ and Change™ in Washington? Continue reading ‘Single-payer health care and the economic crisis’

Surprise!

So, as you know, I’m going to library school in the spring. And there are certain forms to be filled out and whatnot.

One of those forms is a medical evaluation, including an immunization form, required by state law, to show that I’m immune to measles, mumps and rubella.

Now, it’s been quite a while since I’ve been to the doctor, what with the being uninsured and being generally quite healthy thing. I’ve been to various orthopedic folks to fix my ankle, my back and my knees, but the internals have been humming along quite well, other than the odd sinus infection, so I haven’t ponied up for general medical care.

As for the immunizations, I don’t have any records of those (my pediatrician has been dead for years, as has my mother, and none of my prior schools is required to keep the records quite so long). So my only option was to get my blood drawn to check for serum immunity. Since I couldn’t quite get out of the physical, I made an appointment with a NYC health clinic (part of the City Health & Hospitals Corp.), which is supposed to provide low-cost health care for City residents.

More on that “supposed to” later. Continue reading ‘Surprise!’

Rejecting the frames

Jill recently wrote a terrific post taking feminist fat-haters to task. She was responding to the comments at this post at Feministing, in which the point of Jessica’s post — that the fat-shaming and abusive behavior depicted in a commercial for a Denver gym is unacceptable and the kind of thing nobody would accept if it were directed at (almost) any other group — got lost very quickly as soon as someone calling herself “raginfem” showed up, and she WAS JUST CONCERNED about the HEALTH of all those UNHEALTHY FAT PEOPLE who MUST NOT KNOW THEY’RE FAT and therefore CAN’T KNOW that they’re UNHEALTHY, and they MUST BE ADVISED that they’re FAT and UNHEALTHY because FAT IS UNHEALTHY and raginfem is CONCERNED. Concerned, I say. IT’S JUST that she’s CONCERNED ABOUT THEIR HEALTH. Especially THE HEALTH OF THE CHILDREN. Who have NOBODY WHO WILL TELL THEM THE TRUTH, THAT THEY’RE FAT.

And, of course, it’s not like nobody’s ever heard that one before, and we were off to the races. Continue reading ‘Rejecting the frames’

How will fat people know they’re fat unless their doctors tell them?

Such is the concern of Dr. Sanjay Gupta,* in this article in Time.

If there’s one place where it’s a good idea to come clean, it’s the doctor’s office. Patients with an ache, a symptom or a bad habit like smoking do no one any good if they keep it to themselves. Yet there’s one time doctors are often less than forthcoming: when they have to tell patients they need to lose weight.

Researchers at the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minn., recently released the results of a survey of more than 2,500 obese patients who went to their doctor for a regular checkup over the course of a year. The investigators found that the charts of only 1 in 5 of those people listed them as obese. What isn’t on the charts is probably not communicated between doctor and patient either, and that means trouble. Those in the study who got the diagnosis were more than twice as likely to have developed a weight-management plan with their doctor than were the other obese patients.

“If you don’t have a plan, you’re not going to lose weight,” says the study’s author, preventive-medicine specialist Dr. Warren Thompson, whose research was published in August’s Mayo Clinic Proceedings.

Oh, let’s just count the problems with these paragraphs, shall we?

First off, notice that the concern is not that the patient’s height and weight are not noted in the chart, but that the doctors often did not make a notation that the patient was obese. “Obese,” as a notation on a chart, is tantamount to a diagnosis. And yet I fail to see the problem when the patient’s height and weight — the very measures used to calculate BMI and thus come up with a label like “obese” — are noted on the chart. I mean, presumably they didn’t call all those patients in to be weighed again, they just went off the charts. And how would they know if an obese patient slipped through without having The Scarlet O slapped upon him or her? I BETCHA THE INFORMATION IS ON THE CHART.

Second, there’s plenty that’s communicated between doctor and patient that’s not necessarily on the chart. In fact, doctors regularly will discuss the problem you came in for, but note another one on the chart because the insurance company will accept the faux problem, but not the one you came in for.

And, indeed, that’s what I suspect is behind the notational behavior of doctors that Gupta is tut-tutting here. Insurance companies are more than eager to drop people who might cost them money from their rolls, and a doctor slapping a label like “obese” on a patient — because, hey! it’s a medical diagnosis! — could very well result in that patient being dropped from their current plan and unable to obtain other coverage.

BTW, that’s not a new concern — about 30 years ago, I had a mysterious bout of weakness, swelling and unusual heart rhythm. It wasn’t quite rheumatic fever, but looked enough like maybe I’d had it that the pediatrician told my mother that he would keep an eye on me, but didn’t want to put anything like “rheumatic heart” on my chart, lest I have trouble getting insurance as an adult.

Finally, the whole “You can’t lose weight without a weight-management plan.” I realize that doctors think the sun and moon revolves around them, but perhaps they have not noticed the multi-billion-dollar diet industry? Seems I can’t swing a dead cat without hitting someone who’s ready to sell me one one diet plan or another (and gosh, is that Valerie Bertinelli on my TV just now?), so I’m gonna guess — without even mentioning the pressure I’ve had from my mother, grandmother or other relatives to follow a weight-management plan — that it just doesn’t require a doctor to smack one’s forehead and exclaim “I coulda had a weight management plan!”

The interesting part of the article to me is the part where real, live, practicing doctors say that they don’t want to stigmatize their patients with a diagnosis of obesity (because, sadly, fat hatred kills) and Sanjay Gupta gets his knickers in a twist about that,or about the fact that patients who haven’t been diagnosed with obesity need to let their poor, dumb doctors know that such a thing exists:

None of this absolves patients or parents from stepping forward and bringing up weight on their own. But whoever raises the topic, it’s important for patients and doctors alike to remember that modest amounts of weight loss can disproportionately benefit overall health, even if the loss doesn’t feel or look like much. That fact may be the best reason for everyone to show a little courage and say what needs to be said—-even if it hurts a bit.

Ooh, Sanjay — are you offering absolution? How very . . . priestlike of you.

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* I had sent the article off to Kate Harding because I was still not feeling all that well and figured she could do a great job with it. I had forgotten that she was on vacation, but she sent it along to Fillyjonk anyway. It wasn’t until I’d read Fillyjonk’s post that I realized that it was authored by Sanjay Gupta, master of the “let me give you a conclusion that doesn’t at all fit the piece I’m about to introduce but which reinforces a lot of cultural stereotypes that my paymasters want reinforced, and btw, have I mentioned I hate fat people?” head-fake. And that was *before* he cast aspersions on Michael Moore’s facts in “Sicko” but couldn’t actually back them up once Moore cornered him.

I’d plead illness, but mostly it was just the placement of the byline over the inexplicable photo of a woman’s back with her lacy black bra still on while a male hand holds a stethoscope to her back rather than just above the story.

Those selfish sick folks

Scott, Amanda and Roy all have excellent posts up in response to Jane Galt’s libertarian fantasia re just how good those old and sick people have it, after they had the temerity to age and fall ill! Quoth Jane:

Moreover, as a class, the old and sick have some culpability in their ill health. They didn’t eat right or excercise; they smoked; they didn’t go to the doctor as often as they ought; they drank to much, or took drugs, or sped, or engaged in dangerous sports. Again, in individual cases this will not be true; but as a class, the old and sick bear some of the responsibility for their own ill health, while younger, healthier people have almost no causal role in the ill-health of others.

What Jane seems to miss is that old people were young once, and sick people were often healthy, and young, healthy people do stupid, risky things. Meaning, that over the course of a lifetime, any given person will have different health care needs at different points in time. The whole concept of a risk pool is that the cost and the risk is spread out, and sometimes you pay in more than you get out, and sometimes you get out more than you paid in.

Additionally, I love how Jane lectures those who are sick because they “didn’t go to the doctor enough.” Heaven forfend we might put a system in place that would allow people to go to the doctor when they have a small problem, rather than forcing them to forgo healthcare until the problem is big enough and serious enough that they wind up at the ER, or miss time from work, or simply die because they haven’t been adequately treated.

Insurance and healthcare is on my mind a lot lately, for obvious reasons. Oh, trust me, I’d have loved to have gone to a doctor this week to get a scrip to clear up my sinus infection. And I’m sure that Jane thinks I’m irresponsible for not moving heaven and earth to find the money to get treated, and that it would be my own fault if I got some kind of systemic infection and died.

Rather than a libertarian, Jane sounds like a moral scold. As does one of Scott’s commenters, who gets the vapors about the behaviors that bring those nasty poor people into the ER:

The structure of a universal care system should somehow promote and reward healthy living.

How does one deter the freeloaders who take poor care of themselves and then overuse the system for years on end (as sort of mental health therapy)? “It will not happen” is a questionable response - it happens now.

Spend some time in the ER system, then tell me those system users have adequate incentives to a) take care of themselves and b) ration free/universal health care for themselves and their families.

We have millions who go see MDs less than they should and a large chunk who are over-users of MDs. Why would anyone overuse MDs? Depression, chronic, I suppose.

Oh, look! More hectoring people who don’t have health insurance or the money to see doctors about their irresponsibility for — not seeing doctors! We will leave the dig about “overusers” of MDs having depression for another time.

Scott responds here, with the very important point that — as I stated above — people tend to be consumers of health care at very different rates at different points in their lives, with rates of consumption much higher closer to death. If a person dies young, that means that they’re not going to be alive and consuming health care when they’re old, so lay off with the moral-hazard arguments already.

What Jane and Scott’s commenter are doing there is thinking like an insurance company — which will look for any reason whatsoever for denying coverage and booting sick people off their rolls. Yeah, the bottom line is great for insurers when they only have young, healthy people paying premiums and not using their services. But insurers, even when they cover healthcare costs, are often looking for someone else to pay. Which is where you have a lot of personal-injury and medical-malpractice litigation happening.

It struck me tonight, as I walked by the hedge where I was nearly disembowelled a couple of weeks ago, that if I’d been injured by those hedge clippers, I’d have had to have sued to recoup my out-of-pocket medical expenses. Because I have no insurance. But even if I had insurance, the insurer would have attempted to recoup the costs of the covered medical.* Which would mean, essentially, that the insurance company would hire a lawyer and file suit on my behalf to recover from the guy with the hedge clippers (who, assuming he was the owner of the house and not a hired gardener, would have paid any judgment by making a claim on his homeowner’s insurance).

One of the elements of damages in any suit to recover for personal injury (whether due to accident, illness or medical malpractice) is medical expenses. And those expenses can be considerable, particularly in a case in which someone will need medical care for the rest of his or her life. Tort reformers are always complaining about the high awards for medical malpractice and personal injury, and about high insurance rates. But let’s be real — someone has to bear the medical costs for injury, and in the absence of universal health care, it’s going to be, ideally, the person who caused the injury. And the simple fact is, if an insurance company pays out medical expenses to an injured party, they’re going to go looking for reimbursement from somebody — probably another insurance company.

Now, universal health coverage isn’t going to eliminate damage awards in personal-injury and med-mal cases, because you still have pain and suffering, lost income, and punitive damages which need to be assessed, among other things. But if you can eliminate the award for medical expenses because the state pays for those regardless of who’s at fault, and insurance is not necessary, is it inconceivable that we might begin to see a huge reduction in the amount of money paid out in these kinds of cases?

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* Back when I actually had insurance, I had to go to the ER because I was bitten by a stray dog I was fostering. I mean, my insurance had just kicked in the day before, so I was lucky. But while my insurance company paid the bill, they kept sending me forms asking me to describe the accident and give them any information that would allow them to assess whether someone else was responsible for the accident. I was pretty lucky — even though he’d bitten my hand, he missed all major tendons and the wound didn’t get infected (apparently, once you start messing around with puncture wounds (particularly bites) in hands, it can get ugly, if the tendons get infected or inflamed). Still, the bill for a visit to the ER, a wash with some disinfecting stuff, a sling, a shot of antibiotics and a referral to a hand surgeon should that be necessary came to over $800. Can’t even imagine what it would have cost had the hand surgeon been necessary. Or how much time I’d have lost from work, since it was my right hand.

Sicko

I’ve had my own little healthcare adventure.

It’s not so terribly dramatic, given that my health problem was a sinus infection, and I’ve been blessed with a more-or-less iron constitution.

And yet, it makes me wonder what people with less money than I have who also have no insurance do when they have serious, or even just chronic, health issues.

I haven’t had health insurance for a while, but I also haven’t had need of health care. So I haven’t scoped out my possibilities in terms of walk-in clinics and urgent care centers. Oh, there are a lot of places I can go for free or low-cost STD testing, tuberculosis testing, or AIDS testing. But just to get a scrip for antibiotics for a sinus infection?

Well.

After two sweaty, nauseous days on the couch (do you know that even if you block out most of the day for an extended-cut LOTR marathon, it’s still not enough? You need the WHOLE DAY), when I woke up still feeling sweaty and icky this morning, I started casting around for a walk-in clinic that would allow me both a doctor’s visit and a scrip for about $150. Because that’s all I got right now — while I’m a lawyer, I’m the kind that doesn’t make very much money (tried that; would have added an ulcer to the mix). And if I couldn’t get a doctor’s (or nurse practitioner’s) visit for less than, say, $75, I’d figure the visit wasn’t worth it. Because what good is getting told that you have what you already figured out what you have if you can’t then get the medicine you need to fix the problem?

And, well, damned if I couldn’t find a clinic. I called a nurse friend of mine, and while she knew of a clinic on 156th Street, that didn’t help me much since I live in Brooklyn and work on Wall Street. I tried D*O*C*S, but they wanted $175-300, depending on doctor, just for the visit. I think the $65 advertised rate is if you have insurance, because I was quoted the no-insurance rate. I tried the clinics inside Duane Reade, but they start at $95 for no insurance; again, different from the advertised rate, which is obviously with insurance.

So, basically, all outside my budget.

I gave up, and decided to go home. Well, not before heading to Whole Foods for some French baguettes, basil, fresh mozzarella and heirloom tomatoes. Gotta have some compensation for the healthcare system. And I started realizing that I was feeling a lot less feverish overall, and that even sitting up was no longer an ordeal.

It looks like my iron constitution has once again prevailed, but what happens when it no longer does?