Friday, January 23, 2015

PERSONAL HEALTHCARE (Part II: The Bad News)

PERSONAL HEALTHCARE
(Part II: The Bad News)

For the last several years my biggest health care connections have related to our eldest son David, who just today went into Hospice Care because of continuing aggressive cancer in his mouth and cheek.

In my previous blog I gratefully acknowledged some excellent care he received. Unfortunately other aspects of his care have been horrendous. 

Scheduling. It has been a nightmare getting appointments. More than once he arrived for his appointment (bringing with him a copy of the email with the details of the appointment) only to be told that he was not on the schedule.

Primary Care. His primary care physician chooses to ignore him, just hoping that the specialist will treat him.

His primary cancer doctor is a great clinician. He really knows the current field and the latest research. However, when we see him we feel that he would be more comfortable if David sent in his cancerous cheek in a plain brown envelope. In fact, in 3 successive visits this doctor choose to not have David remove his bandage and expose the terrible large cancer tumor which had broken through his cheek. In fact, he actually asked David to go home, take an I-phone photo of his tumor and send it to him.

Two weeks ago we were in the Emergency Room three times in 4 days. The reason: each time his bleeding face cancer needed a new bandage. Once we were there because a doctor in radiation had removed the bandage but had explained, “There is no nurse here who can replace a bandage.” So we waited in an emergency room for 4 hours before someone cold put on a new bandage.

We called for Home Care to have them send a wound care specialist. He arrived (3 hours after his appointment) but he brought no bandages, no tape, nothing!

When David was first diagnosed he had good care from Kaiser Permanente. Then he changed jobs and his new company’s insurance did not include Kaiser. So he went with a team associated with another prominent local hospital. That doctor loved cutting. He removed cheek, jaw and gums from ear to chin on the right side of Dave’s face. He then recommended doing the same on the other side of his face. Again we switched providers – to one of the best-known reputable health organizations anywhere. Again, as indicated in my previous blog, Dave got some good care and he continues under this care (although just today he transferred to Hospice Care.) but once again all of our effort at a real team approach has proved frustrating. (And I won’t even mention that the cost of all of the above is in the hundreds of thousands of dollars and involves hours of negotiation with his insurance company.)

But enough of this rambling. We are grateful for the care, expertise and concern of so many. And we want to be advocates for better service, especially also since we know that David’s care by far exceeds that available to millions of others in America.

And we commend ourselves and all who are ill, into the hands of the Great Physician.

PERSONAL HEALTHCARE (Part 1: The Good News)

PERSONAL HEALTHCARE
(Part I: The Good News)

I have been blessed with good health and good health care whenever I needed it. Mother birthed me under the care of Dr. W. C. Wedemeyer, the old-fashioned country doctor of the rural area of Walburg, Texas. He literally came with the traditional black bag. I seldom needed him. Mom knew how to deal with it when I (and my siblings) had measles, mumps, chickenpox, red-eye, infections in bare feet which had stepped on broken glass, sharp nails or really tough-to-get-out cactus needles.

When I was about 7 I had a ruptured appendix with puss all over my intestines. This was before antibiotics had been discovered and I was on the “critical” list. My cousin-by-marriage Dr. Harlan took very good care of me at King’s Daughters Hospital in Temple, Texas and got me out o intensive care and home safely.

When I started teaching in Tracy, California my very seldom if ever seen doctor was Dr. Longley, the well respected father of Louise, one of my fourth grade students.

When we moved to Hong Kong we had Dr. Rankin, an all-around expert who was there as a Southern Baptist Missionary who treated me as a colleague.

When my wife Jane developed an exceedingly difficult to diagnose illness, she was visited by one of china’s very best doctors, the personal physician for Madam Chiang Kai Shek. Without an angiogram or other modern device he diagnosed Jane’s illness as a cerebral aneurism. We flew her (in a coma) to the USA where the attention of Dr. Livesey and excellent care at Baptist Hospital in San Antonio and my Texas family brought her healing.

Now I have the person who must be the best primary care doctor in the world, Dr. Joel Diamant. And I must tell the story of how he happens to be available to me. I needed a new personal physician. I was told by reliable sources that Dr. Diamant was tops. By wonderful coincidence, his wife also an M.D., and I were members of the same church. By further good circumstance Dr. Diamant’s mother-in-law Ruth attended my Bible Class whenever she visited here from her home in Illinois. She was a conservative, very Biblically literate, of strong convictions who monitored my every word. One day after church I said, “Ruth, I want to talk to your daughter.” “Why do you need to talk to Carrie”, she asked. I explained that I wanted her son-in-law to take me on as a patient. “He’ll take you”, she pronounced.

The next day I called Dr. D’s office. I explained my need. “Oh, sir,” his secretary explained, “Dr. Diamant has not taken on a new patient in 3 years as he is now head of the entire hospital’s fellows program”. I explained to her, “His mother-in-law said he would take me.” Twenty-four hours later I became Dr. Diamant’s first new patient in three years.

The list goes on. Dr. Dennis Gile is my caring and competent dentist. Dr. Jan Ryan treated my ears and loss of hearing as she would her own.

All of this brings me to the care our son David who has been diagnosed with terminal neck and cheek cancer. The technology has been wonderful. They got his mask right for his extensive radiation. The hyperbaric treatment was there to increase blood flow. The acupuncturist is helping with his eyes and drug reactions. Dr. Murphy took lots of his expertise and time to diagnose and prescribe – and then to stop radiation when it no longer worked. He was kind, compassionate and professional in giving us the much dreaded advice that there was no further healing help he could offer.


So that is all good and I am grateful - and in my next Blog I’ll talk about “Health Care: Part II. The Bad News”.