I read the following editorial with increasing dismay this morning.
apparently all those promises of NO CUTS TO MEDICARE we were
promised were once again false campaign/ presidential promises.
While this may not affect many of you in other states, it has a huge impact on Florida.
Many retirees have chosen to make Floridas warmer climates their homes in later years.
With these cuts those reitrees who are not in perfect health and the disabled all which are
ineligible for a Medicare Supplement will be hit hardest.
Once again, those who can least afford it, will be the ones to be made to pay and struggle.
I have been in situations where I had to juggle finances to achieve the unthinkable.
Pulling my hair out, and wringing my hands in total despair was not my idea of fun.
Why should the disabled, organ transplant recipients, and seniors who have been denied a Medicare supplement once again be forced to choose between life and health care, prescriptions, etc.
And why, can someone tell me, why should a physician have to feel the brunt of watching their patients suffer due to financial difficulties and Medicare cuts?
More Medicare pressure
I have been a practicing internist in Venice for 10 years. I am writing concerning Medicare cuts in physician reimbursement, not to make readers feel sorry for doctors, but to let people know how these cuts will affect them.
Physician payments through Medicare are based on a formula called the sustainable growth rate. This has resulted in yearly cuts in physician reimbursements, which have been delayed by last-minute acts of Congress. These fixes, for the most part, have resulted in fees remaining the same while expenses continue to rise. This year, Congress put a two-month patch on the problem. It expired March 1 and physician reimbursement was cut by 21.6 percent.
What will happen as a result? Physicians will drop out of the Medicare program en masse or, if they're able, they will retire. Many will go out of business. Florida physicians will leave for areas with fewer Medicare patients, resulting in Medicare patients losing their doctors or paying them out of pocket. The doctors who remain will cut costs by cutting staff and services such as after-hours care. This will result in further pressure on emergency rooms. Doctors will also begin charging patients for things such as phone calls, prescription refills, etc.
Readers, tell your congressmen to fix the problem. If not, you'll have other chances, because reimbursement is supposed to be cut further to a total of 47 percent by 2012. But, by that time, there may not be any physicians left.
Eric Lough, M.D.
Nokomis, FL
Hopefully this blog will be the culmination of all my years attempting to write a book about surviving an organ transplant. I've survived 3 organ transplants & have a pacemaker. Life is GOOD! I am truly BLESSED! Years ago I titled my book "At the end of my rope" for 2 reasons. 1.Physically: Being tethered to oxygen for 20+ years. Hence, the rope. 2. Psychologically: There are times when I literally feel At the end of my rope.
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Wednesday, December 16, 2009
December 16,2009
As I was looking through old photos I came across the above photo from "my past life". As I looked at the picture I thought, "Who is this girl, or better yet Where did she go?" What you don't see in the photo, is the fun-loving, nary a care in the world kinda person. The business suits and heels kinda girl. The goal achieveing person in life. Somewhere soon after this photo I forgot how to dream. When your facing the end of your life, dreaming seems fruitless.
This made me think, of how outside influences change us into people old friends wouldn't recognize.
Of course they see the original person they knew inside, only we seem to have lost sight of that person.
This picture was before I was listed for my first transplant. I was living my life basically my way, working, being with friends from work, going to the beach, enjoying it. But, there were things those old friends never knew.... I was sleeping with oxygen every night, close to being on it 24/7. Work was only to keep health insurance and so exhausting I struggled to make it through each day. The chest pain from struggling to breathe throughout the day, was so bad I needed something for pain so I could sleep at night. I knew what was coming quickly in my future. My lungs were deteriorating and a transplant was getting close. Tragic moments like this make us grow up and mature far too quickly. We react in the only way we know how. Try to maintain a semblance of normalcy and acceptance so everyone else doesn't freak out over your situation. My friends from work were handling my health worse than I was and my concern was for them. One in particular, Vicki made the statement: "You know out of all of my friends I never thought God would take you first." Thankfully He decided I was/am still a work in progress and has allowed me to stay a little longer than predicted.
Looking at this picture I realize I miss the old life. I was confident, and energetic in all aspects of my life mentally. How do we find that person again? That one before health issues changed us into a mechanical version of ourselves? Am I afraid everyone around me would think I've finally lost it, if I started acting like "who I really am"? Probably some, most definitley others. My students wouldn't blink an eye, they've witnessed this side of me during class. My friend Debbie? no. She brought out my old side too many times when we were on a girls day out. I would love to bring out this person all the time, but how? It's been close to 20 years since I was per se "me" all the time.
"Me" somehow got lost in hospitals, doctor offices, hospitals (too many holidays spent there), medications, wheelchairs (trying to walk again), chronic rejection, surgeries,etc. The real me seems to come out as a defense when I'm concerned or fearful about my future. Sort of "let's live each minute as if it were our last" type of situation. Even though I try to live my life this way each day, I do it for my donors and their families. Now I have to remember how to do it for "me" as well. This way I honor them more than I already am.
I hope this has helped a few of you find your own "me" deep inside and is preparing to let it free. I am.
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