Op-ed:
The ugly truth about ObamaCare as my dear friend's journey 'Home' continues...
By: Diane Sori
Seething...NO
other word for it, and so I had to decompress with today's TEA Party
event and gather my wits about me so I could put these words in print
without fear that the thoughts running through my mind and onto this
computer might just get me a knock on the door.
As most of you know, my dear friend is dying of cancer. Off and on I have been writing about her journey 'home' because my friend...her name by the way is Dori and YES she IS indeed a real person NOT a made-up figment of my imagination that Harry Reid and his ilk...along with some liberal idiots here on fb...claim those in these cancer horror stories are. And YES Dori wants her story told as she and her husband both feel it can help others in a similar situation.
After Wednesday's devastating news that she has but 2 to 6 weeks of life left, one of the major 'end of life' companies here in South Florida (NOT Hospice) was called in to make her journey 'home' as peaceful and pain free as possible. That very same afternoon a hospital bed, a special padded wheelchair, a walker (which is quite ridiculous as she can NO longer stand on her own let alone walk), a bedside commode (again ridiculous), adult diapers (which for my friend's dignity I have asked the nurses to call panties), and the soon to be needed pain meds and anti-seizure meds arrived, and were set-up in the family room...a room full of light where friends and family could visit instead of Dori being locked away in the bedroom.
Now imagine my horror when I walked in on Friday to see her husband fighting back tears as an administrative nurse from the agency told him he could NOT at this point in time have the round the clock nurses her doctors requested or keep the equipment...the very equipment delivered just a few days before.
A doctor from the company had determined on Thursday night that since she could move her leg up a few inches off her hospital bed and that at the moment he examined her that she...contrary to her oncologist and surgeon's time-frame...did NOT have a high enough degree of pain and was somewhat lucid at that moment...that now ALL the equipment would be withdrawn...that the round-the-clock nurses would be withdrawn...to be called in when he determined it was warranted as per the NEW 'end of life' guidelines...translation: ObamaCare.
Within minutes of his leaving when a panty change was needed, Dori started screaming in pain as she was rolled over and started acting like a young child who was being hurt by bullies...this is the abrupt changes in lucidity and personality that are the hallmark of glioblastoma as it eats away at one's brain and destroys who the person is. This is the person...the wife, the mother, and one of my best friend's...that this so-called 'nice and caring' agency doctor determined...contrary to her doctor's orders...that my friend at this point in time did NOT need round-the-clock nursing care or special equipment.
A freakin' SOB who is NOT with her on a daily...on an hourly basis... waltzes in and after a two minute anything but a true medical exam determines that top-notch cancer specialists have the end-of-life time frame wrong since he has seen others in this condition linger for up to a year, and that right now this level of care is NOT needed and thusly would NOT be covered by insurance...insurance she has paid monthly premiums to for well over a decade if NOT longer. And mind you I was in the room holding one of her hands when her doctor...a leading cancer specialist told her and us (her husband and her other dear friend) point blank that she had 2 to 6 weeks of life left...told us as tears ran down his face.
This, my fb friends, is what awaits those whose life is coming to an end thanks to the changes in insurance policies and coverage brought on by the law of land known as ObamaCare. Thankfully, after much discussion with her husband...and her husband also 'discussing' the situation with her case worker...the equipment and nursing care will remain in place until Monday when she will be re-evaluated.
As most of you know, my dear friend is dying of cancer. Off and on I have been writing about her journey 'home' because my friend...her name by the way is Dori and YES she IS indeed a real person NOT a made-up figment of my imagination that Harry Reid and his ilk...along with some liberal idiots here on fb...claim those in these cancer horror stories are. And YES Dori wants her story told as she and her husband both feel it can help others in a similar situation.
After Wednesday's devastating news that she has but 2 to 6 weeks of life left, one of the major 'end of life' companies here in South Florida (NOT Hospice) was called in to make her journey 'home' as peaceful and pain free as possible. That very same afternoon a hospital bed, a special padded wheelchair, a walker (which is quite ridiculous as she can NO longer stand on her own let alone walk), a bedside commode (again ridiculous), adult diapers (which for my friend's dignity I have asked the nurses to call panties), and the soon to be needed pain meds and anti-seizure meds arrived, and were set-up in the family room...a room full of light where friends and family could visit instead of Dori being locked away in the bedroom.
Now imagine my horror when I walked in on Friday to see her husband fighting back tears as an administrative nurse from the agency told him he could NOT at this point in time have the round the clock nurses her doctors requested or keep the equipment...the very equipment delivered just a few days before.
A doctor from the company had determined on Thursday night that since she could move her leg up a few inches off her hospital bed and that at the moment he examined her that she...contrary to her oncologist and surgeon's time-frame...did NOT have a high enough degree of pain and was somewhat lucid at that moment...that now ALL the equipment would be withdrawn...that the round-the-clock nurses would be withdrawn...to be called in when he determined it was warranted as per the NEW 'end of life' guidelines...translation: ObamaCare.
Within minutes of his leaving when a panty change was needed, Dori started screaming in pain as she was rolled over and started acting like a young child who was being hurt by bullies...this is the abrupt changes in lucidity and personality that are the hallmark of glioblastoma as it eats away at one's brain and destroys who the person is. This is the person...the wife, the mother, and one of my best friend's...that this so-called 'nice and caring' agency doctor determined...contrary to her doctor's orders...that my friend at this point in time did NOT need round-the-clock nursing care or special equipment.
A freakin' SOB who is NOT with her on a daily...on an hourly basis... waltzes in and after a two minute anything but a true medical exam determines that top-notch cancer specialists have the end-of-life time frame wrong since he has seen others in this condition linger for up to a year, and that right now this level of care is NOT needed and thusly would NOT be covered by insurance...insurance she has paid monthly premiums to for well over a decade if NOT longer. And mind you I was in the room holding one of her hands when her doctor...a leading cancer specialist told her and us (her husband and her other dear friend) point blank that she had 2 to 6 weeks of life left...told us as tears ran down his face.
This, my fb friends, is what awaits those whose life is coming to an end thanks to the changes in insurance policies and coverage brought on by the law of land known as ObamaCare. Thankfully, after much discussion with her husband...and her husband also 'discussing' the situation with her case worker...the equipment and nursing care will remain in place until Monday when she will be re-evaluated.
Hopefully, that will be the end of it and all will
stay...especially the much needed round the clock nursing care and
hospital bed...but something tells me NOT to hold my breath. NOT to
hold my breath for the truth is that Obama and his namesake anything but
health care coverage is really just a way for him and his minions to
play God and decide when one's time is up...after all he has to save the
money that would be spent on the critically ill and dying and give it
to the 'sponges' to 'buy' their votes, and that is a crime like NO
other... sad...it's all so sad.
I would say the administrative person is walking on a slippery slope. First of all, Dori’s doctors recommended the equipment and pain killers, right? The next step would be a court of law to force the insurance to pay for the equipment and pain killers. If they renege, I would sue them in court (a little late for Dori, but the company must be given a monetary punishment for their failure to uphold the agreement.) The administrative person’s opinion did not give any scientific proof…only anecdotal evidence. If the insurance premiums were paid, then the insurance company is liable.
ReplyDeleteSadly this will be the case when Obamacare kicks in full gear! Many sick people will be forced to suffer without medical help, and our lives will be in the hands of an uncaring bureaucrat. I hope the liberals out there realize that they created this mess by voting in the most incompetent horse’s ass in history. The worst thing about Obama is that he is simply and embarrassment to our nation. He is a fool!
Sorry about your friend!
PS Sometimes a letter on official legal letterhead from a lawyer will cause fear in the hearts of the company! I've seen them cave before!
All too late for Dori as we are talking weeks...private nurses will be hired if it comes to it and equipment will be gotten also privately. Legalities will be handled afterwards if the family wants too. If it was up to me I would go for the jugular but every family handles these matters differently and while I can write about it I cannot tell them what to do as far as legalities but I will mention it for sure. Thanks for your caring.
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