I don’t know about you, but my relationships with (insurance-provided) doctors have always been a source of discomfort for me. Office visits rarely bring total satisfaction, often leaving me with feelings of unfinished business.
A visit to the doctor often feels like an awkward encounter with an ex-girlfriend. You’d rather avoid the situation altogether, yet your common past necessitates maintaining a civil relationship.
This love-hate dynamic with our physicians seems all too common. Despite vowing never to return, we inevitably find ourselves back in their care, trapped in a cycle resembling a bad dependency.
Initially, your first visit feels very promising. The doctor appears dedicated to your well-being and intends to alleviate your concerns whenever you call.
However, as time progresses, this relationship gets a little rockier. Your doctor does not seem too eager to see you anymore, and scheduling appointments becomes a challenge, with wait times stretching up to a month. The term “doctor” by the way, never guaranteed quality service; today practitioners seem more inclined to prescribe multi-colored pills than to provide comprehensive care.
Benjamin Franklin stated, “The best doctor gives the least medicines.” Yet, today’s medical landscape reflects outdated practices like bloodletting, when regardless of the ailment, doctors favored drawing blood. Thankfully, this practice has disappeared… to be replaced by pill-pushing, a more colorful and more profitable alternative.
The decline in the quality of healthcare in America is now palpable. Today, securing a doctor’s appointment feels like winning a lottery prize, while all you get is a chance to spend a few minutes with somebody who will check your pulse and temperature.
If you yearn for a great healthcare system, buy a plane ticket to Northern Europe, particularly Sweden or Finland.
My doctor gave me six months to live but when I couldn’t pay the bill, he gave me six months more. – Matthau
Alain