Last night one of my children ended up taking an unexpected ambulance ride. For those of you who follow our story, you’re thinking Noah experienced a setback in his chemotherapy regimen, but that’s not the case. Our 3 year old daughter slipped and fell, conking her head on the corner of a bookshelf, momentarily losing consciousness. Then with her eyes open, she looked dazed and confused. Not wanting to flirt with the possible consequence of a head injury, I called 911. Within minutes a mini-caravan consisting of first responders, an ambulance and a police officer rolled up out front. By this time our daughter showed no ill-effects from the fall, but according to the emergency medical staff protocol, she needed to be transported to the local hospital for a closer examination.
A Glimpse of Obamacare
After the initial triage…pulse, blood pressure, temperature , etc. An emergency room nurse showed us to the packed waiting room and assured we’d be called back soon. Five hours later, another nurse escorted us to a small room and we settled in to wait on the doctor. A kindly registered nurse asked a few more questions about her accident and apologized for our marathon stay in the waiting room, surrounded by folks with stomach bugs, sinus infections, and only God knows what other communicable diseases. While sitting in the waiting room, staring at a muted flat screen television broadcasting reruns on Nick at Night, a thought crossed my mind. If the protocol of EMT’s is to transport potential head injury patients to a hospital for further evaluation, why are we being overlooked and shuffled, waiting our turn behind people who suffered from cold symptoms and upset stomachs….Shouldn’t head injuries garner a bit more concern?
After sharing my daughter’s medical history with the RN, I innocently asked, “So, is tonight a preview of what’s to come?”
He smirked. “Tonight is like gravy compared to what’s to come.” He smiled wryly. “Of course that’s only my personal opinion.”
He explained that if Obamacare worked as those championing its cause suggest, it’d be a great program. “For instance, “ he said, “you would have probably gotten right in tonight. When everyone has health care insurance, they’ll be visiting their primary care doctors, freeing up the emergency rooms to handle catastrophic illness and injury.” He stopped typing on his computer and looked my direction. “However, lines to Primary Care Physicians will be weeks if not months long. Yes, tonight’s gravy….”
At 3:30 in the morning I’m not too quick on my feet, but I thought of several questions and comments that I wish I would have formulated before the nurse rushed off to check on other patients.
Personal Questions About Obamacare
- If lines to PCP offices grow to be weeks or months long, won’t people in need of special medications, for instance anti-biotics, still turn to emergency room care for a more immediate health resolution?
- Does Obamacare minimize the number of trips people can make to the ER, forcing them to sweat out illnesses instead of scheduling appointments three months out?
- Because of friendships forged through our hospital visits to St. Louis Children’s Hospital, we’ve heard the horror stories of government run healthcare in the UK. Many parents raise tens of thousands of dollars to bring their babies and toddlers to the United States to undergo surgeries that surgeons refuse to perform on the little ones in the United Kingdom. They fear diagnosing certain illnesses and maladies so that they can continue to brush off parents in need of quality medical care.
- The nurse suggested that he assumed doctors would need to add two or more hours to his or her day to shoulder the responsibility of a greater case load. What if doctors refuse to extend their hours?
- What if doctors refuse to take on new patients? Does the O-Care bill force doctors to add patients to their already crowded examination rooms?
And then two last questions crossed my mind…
Where will the people from the UK turn when Obamacare kicks us down the same socialist path?
Where will Americans turn?
“I lift my eyes to the hills – where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth?” Psalm 121
God is truly our only hope. May He change America, drawing her back unto Himself.