THIS TOO SHALL PASS

                         This will be my 5th writing of this blog, so it better be good by now!   When I go into the doctors office I always feel a bit crowded. There should be me and my doctor in there, right.....wrong! There is an entire crowd in there, me and my doctor, the insurance company, the pharmacy, and the government of the United States. It can be very hard to get proper care with so many entities stuffed in those small, tiny rooms. The doctor can not treat as he/she sees fit.  I do not blame them at all, with so many eyes judging , I would worry too.           So, let see how many of these entities we can get in the game, just for little ol’e me. The insurance companies, they just want to keep cost down by any means possible, if they thought about our care,their costs would go down in the long run, but no to short sighted. The pharmacy has the option to fill or not to fill ( that is the question) and what kind to fill. There is now glue a binder, in our medication to keep people from using it improperly, ah come on, I learned in kindergarten not to eat glue!  Then we come to the government of these United States, new laws bind the hands of our providers, not allowing them the freedom to prescribe as they deem necessary. Each medication is classified and there can be no variance in prescribing even though it is common knowledge that a medication does have more than one use.    Then there is the computer...... a huge, gargantuan machine, the size of two football fields and 8 stories high ( in my mind anyway). The purpose of such a thing......to track us and the doctors, on who, what, when, why and quantity.  Tracking us, observed, even school children have the right not to be tracked, it is illegal! Why are we smarter and have more rights at 6 than 56?  In one fail swoop this computer has taken away my, our civil rights. What ever happened to innocent until proven guilty? Again out the proverbial window.   The right to live comfortably, free of pain ( pain does kill) is now gone, the patients bill of rights has been tossed out the window. Our right to privacy, remember HIPPA, gone. Even though we still sign a paper to release information,  it’s a sham, a travesty of justice.  This time it is down the drain along with the baby.  My medication is now called a drug. Is insulin for a diabetic called a drug, or the steroids for an asthmatic refereed to as a drug? No, these are called medications.  Drugs diminish the quality of a persons life, medications enhance it. I am not a drug addict, I am however physically dependent just as the diabetic and the asthmatic.    What I, we want are the proper medications at the proper dose, and my, our rights back......to give us a quality   life...... without a whole gang sitting in my doctors office with us. Untie our doctor hands so they can properly care for us, and GIVE US A QUALITY LIFE.