My Mom has end-stage lung cancer. Dealing with this fucking medical system is like banging your head against a bed of nails.
The full force of my anger will be forthcoming as I have to keep it together for Mom and Dad right now. I have never been so fucking pissed in all my life. Just one example (before the fury is unleashed): Mom needed O2, got an order and the O2 dude drives down a huge van w/ O2 tanks and hospital beds. He asks if we will need a bed, I say YES, he says he will make a call…. no can do…. no fucking order from the absentee doctor…. so Mom had to writhe in pain and agony waiting for some doctor somewhere to write the order, it then gets faxed somewhere then faxed back approving or not, and then it will be delivered. 5 P.M. Friday afternoon we got the bad and are really happy about it but I am ENRAGED that the same bed in the driveway one day could not be delivered due to ‘paperwork’…. screw the suffering, dying patient. Welcome to FUCK YOU medicine, Amerikan style.
Oh, I am a physician, my Father is a physician, my Mother is a Nurse. There ya fuckin’ have it.
The American way: NO EMPATHY, NO COMPASSION, NO CARE, PURE GREED, PURE SELFISHNESS.
And to that I say, FUCK IT ALL.
Don’t fuck with my Mom, fuckers.
(this is just a preview of my RAGE)……. stay tuned.