On August 13 I had a surgery to repair a hernia. it was in the short stay surgery- got there at 9 AM and left at 6 PM. Not going to lie, the next few weeks were a little rough but by now, I am almost back to my old self, minus the pain the hernia was causing. They did have to make an incision, but its not too very long and it was closed with ‘super glue’ so no stitches and no staples. I go back for my final dr apt on the 11th and I will be done.
In 1999, my husband and I had moved to Florida and we both had jobs at a resort hotel on the beach. Yeah-we were living the life LOL Unfortunately neither of us had healthcare coverage and thus no access to a doctor, other than the ER. One day at work I doubled over in pain and went to the ER,. The ER doctor looked at me and then told the nurse to give me a double shot of morphine to shut me up and send me home. I well remember his telling the nurse how much he hated those ‘people without insurance, like myself’ taking up the ER time that could be better spent on those that could pay. He sent me home to die-I had a hernia that had allowed my intestines to slip through and was strangulating.
Once home, for a solid week I threw up ‘not bile, but shit’ and refused to go back to that ER. It took my oldest daughter(a nurse) calling my husband and telling him that either he took me to the ER or she was calling 991 herself. So, I relented and went back to that same ER., Wouldn’t you know it, the same ER Dr was on duty, and when he saw me- he said with a sneer, didn’t I tell you to not come back here? I threw up all over him(and yes- that does give me some perverse pleasure- and it was obvious to all what I had just threw up. They all got very white faced and had a N G tube down my nose and up to x-ray within the hour and scheduled for emergency surgery withing the next few hours. It was a complicated surgery and I have a scar that runs all up my stomach and it was closed with staples. I was in the hospital for 13 days and it was touch and go for awhile. The surgeon was good and of course I made it. It took over 6 months to get my strength back and the scar is not pretty.
See the difference? With good healthcare insurance I have access to my primary care doctor who caught the hernia before it was any danger and had me into a specialist within the week and surgery the next week. The amount of money saved is enormous and the amount of down time is nil compared to the surgery in 1999. This is why we need healthcare for all.
The surgery in Florida was picked up by the hospital as I am sure they were worried about a lawsuit.