I love the VA Healthcare. It helps me a lot. My wheelchair. My glasses. Almost everything is great and I would use them for a lot.
That said there are things that are not great. It’s still socialized medicine. At times you can wait forever. My stepfather had to have a heart attack before he could get the surgery he needed. He was on a wait list. Yes there are wait times, and that’s normal. Still, having to have a heart attack so you can get the surgery you need. Hmmm.
That said I am not asking that everyone be given everything they want, every time the ask. But there should be a baseline.
I went Thursday to see about the possibility of getting a new and different kind of walker. Not exactly a walker. The best way I can describe it simply is like an adult walker/stroller. Not a stroller. But something that supports your body weight and allows you to use your own leg muscles and power.
I went to the VA Thursday. My appointment was all screwed up from the beginning. I signed in, in the area, they sent me to another area. They looked in the computer for maybe 20 minutes. Then the lady came for me. We went back to the area we started. They were trying to figure out why I’m there again. I just got a new wheelchair Wednesday.
I got very frustrated. I can be ugly angry when I’m frustrated, (part of the fun of a stroke). Plus I have zero confidence with theVA about some things. Finally they told me I might be able to see someone that day. I should have said I would come back another day. That calmed me down some. I was very grateful my wife was there. I was at least able to get a hug.
I finally got to speak with a physical therapist. We spoke about the device I wanted. She seemed to have some sort of mental block. Maybe she was just a jerk. Thinking that the device I want is exactly like a walker. The device I want is not exactly like a walking because it helps support my body weight. I am not able to remember everything perfectly, but it seemed like she was doing everything she could to try and encourage me to choose something else. Very VA tactic. Socialized medicine.
(Fight for the republic and everyone’s freedoms, then practically all your healthcare will be in one of the same forms you helped fight against.)
I digress.
So after she tries to convince me I don’t want what I want. She asks me if I’d like to walk. Sure.
She goes gets a gait belt, another person. I’m left waiting for a few more minutes.
She comes back puts the gait belt on me. And finally I stand up with the walker. Naturally, I’m slow now days. I make it about 10 feet and she is trying to get me to stop. I could have easily made it back to my wheelchair, but she demanded it be brought to me.
I was pissed. I don’t walk every day. But this crazy woman would not even allow me to try.
I let everyone there know I wasn’t happy and said I want a real physical therapy evaluation. Not just someone who will talk to me for 15 minutes and think they know everything. I have to be honest, that lady was put in an awful situation. I was upset already and she had no time to really prepare.
So the VA is pretty good most of the time. Some cool people, some weird people, but good people.
That lady yesterday, I have a hard time thinking of all the bad things that should or could to be said to her.
I try really hard to not think and say mean things about people. Right now, almost impossible. I hate it when people act like self imposed gatekeepers. Creating impossible scenarios.