My medical care is on my mind. I’m not getting the best in NH. I’m dying. My doctors are nice but I am afraid they will not catch anything without me pointing it out. I have to be my doctor.
As for transferring my care to Massachusetts, Tufts Medical Center showed me my life doesn’t matter in MA. The medical community in MA and NH agreed with them. So where does someone like me get medical care?
These are things that keep me up at night. I’m need a doctor like I used to be. One who took care of patients and went beyond routine care. I have not been able to find someone like me. Today most doctors don’t care. They write a script and off you go. You follow up for refills and routine labs while you slowly deteriorate.
Not sure what has gotten into me but I’m not pleased with my medical care. It’s fragmented and there is no one looking at the quality of care. If I died today it would not be recorded as poor care but rather natural cause.
Lately, I think about stopping all medications. I dread calling for refills. The medications poison my system. I don’t know what to do except I am not pleased. I don’t have a sense of well-being when it comes to my medical care. And I don’t know where to go.
Disclaimer: This post comes from the heart and not meant to point fingers at hardworking physicians or our healthcare delivery.