My mother is, once again, without her needed pain killer.
She has a degenerative condition which causes excessive pain. She can hardly walk.
She needs her pain killer merely to have a level of bearable pain. The pain does not go away when she has her medication.
Yet, the doctor, knowing that, has now jerked her around--changed her scheduled appointment in an arbitrary, and (I would say) arrogant way.
And the default position of my mother's health insurance company is to DENY a request for medication.
Note well: My mother is eighty-six years old. Her problems won't go away. Today or tomorrow. She will only need that pain-killer more, not less.
So, when the Health Insurance Company (a for-profit, capitalist firm) requires that the doctor approve her request every six months (or whenever it is) this is a pointless extra wheel added to an already not-smoothly-functioning machine.
This extra requirement makes it easier for it to happen, as it has now happened now, that my mother is without pain relief----and is, therefore, quite simply miserable.
Would that there were a hell in which such doctors and insurance companies (their Wall Street owners) could burn in agony. I dare say those pampered assholes couldn't bare half the pain my mother has endured without whining and screaming out. But, unlike her, they would deserve it...........
Sunday, November 25, 2012
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