Wait Up
Yes, I haven't been blogging. Turns out, not dying is really exhausting. Saps up all of your pep.
Nah, actually your body is a machine, and it doesn't want to stop. It can get very confused and totally broken and cause you plenty of hurt and other mess, but give up it won't. It is your twitchy ally and your utter enemy. It will fight fight fight to work somehow. Chemistry wise, that's really cool. The hard part is--when you're, say, retching and screaming in the flaming pain of anything but death--remembering why living is good thing.
I've had some Americans contact me, just to tell me that this will never happen to them. Which is kind of odd. I'm fairly sure Americans have bodies, and the one thing all bodies have in common is they will fail. Maybe now, maybe later, but the warranty is going to go, and there you are, broken.
Seriously, they are citing wait times and nitwittery. No. Those are universal problems; they have nothing to do with universal health care.
I promise you, medical people, all over, have the same random groupings of competent professionals, lazy twits, and general morons as any other career. Think of the people you work with. It's only a few years of school between them and scalpels.
As for queuing, it sucks, but it's not a necessary evil of Medicare. It's sign that the government--which flies its oinkin' self to private clinics for medical care--hasn't been putting money in the right places. Interestingly, we've also had a past problem with losing doctors to the states. They thought they could make more money on the quick, so losing them gave us longer waits.
On the other hand, I haven't had to worry about paying medical bills. Not the tests, not the doctors, not the ER. I *have* had to worry about paying for meds though. The people at Blue Cross have started refusing to cover some of my prescriptions.
Suffering and death, that's more cost effective.
Nah, actually your body is a machine, and it doesn't want to stop. It can get very confused and totally broken and cause you plenty of hurt and other mess, but give up it won't. It is your twitchy ally and your utter enemy. It will fight fight fight to work somehow. Chemistry wise, that's really cool. The hard part is--when you're, say, retching and screaming in the flaming pain of anything but death--remembering why living is good thing.
I've had some Americans contact me, just to tell me that this will never happen to them. Which is kind of odd. I'm fairly sure Americans have bodies, and the one thing all bodies have in common is they will fail. Maybe now, maybe later, but the warranty is going to go, and there you are, broken.
Seriously, they are citing wait times and nitwittery. No. Those are universal problems; they have nothing to do with universal health care.
I promise you, medical people, all over, have the same random groupings of competent professionals, lazy twits, and general morons as any other career. Think of the people you work with. It's only a few years of school between them and scalpels.
As for queuing, it sucks, but it's not a necessary evil of Medicare. It's sign that the government--which flies its oinkin' self to private clinics for medical care--hasn't been putting money in the right places. Interestingly, we've also had a past problem with losing doctors to the states. They thought they could make more money on the quick, so losing them gave us longer waits.
On the other hand, I haven't had to worry about paying medical bills. Not the tests, not the doctors, not the ER. I *have* had to worry about paying for meds though. The people at Blue Cross have started refusing to cover some of my prescriptions.
Suffering and death, that's more cost effective.
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