“hallelujah for him,” she smirked. “by the end of the week, he’d know whether he should bother getting his affairs in order.”
some would say a few thousands dollars is all in a days work if it means saving your life, but for most, it’s nice work if you can get it, which is increasingly unlikely in a world where blueberries cost $8 and interest rates have made the homes we live in unaffordable. and anyhow, it’s not like health care that you pay for out of your own pocket is better for you, or for any of us — just ask cathy macneil, author of
dying to be seen: the race to save medicare in canada.
but it’s not just about paying for health care. this strawberry-filled nirvana of care is just one snapshot in time. we know that this guy’s bad colon connections won’t be the last of his health care woes. add in a few surgeries, blood tests, x-rays for the tennis elbow or worse, cancer medication, oh and don’t forget about family members and mental health. paying for care quickly becomes, for most of us, well, impossible.
it’s easy to forget about that though, what with the constant drizzle of reports about emergency room deaths as patients die as they wait, bed-less hospitals and burned out healthcare workers. there’s desperation: someone just needs to fix it. as a friend of mine said recently, “we have been put in the position of begging for healthcare.” and since healthcare equals life, yup, damn right, most of us can’t afford to be too proud to beg.