Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes!
Well now… so I do some work in the healthcare industry. The what and why isn’t important. That being said though, the observations I have tell me that better to die balls deep in brass, surrounded by my enemies, than to cash in in a care home or even at home without family.
DeadDad cashed surrounded by FedBro, his wife-of-the-time and MomUnit. Home hospice. Not cool but cool if you know what I mean. Comfortable passing in familiar surroundings. Peaceful.
Me? No idea what the future holds. -HOPEFULLY- something similar to DeadDad. If not, then brass/dead enemies would be my choice.
ESPECIALLY in light of the trends I’m seeing.
Home Health Workers?
UNSKILLED Home Health Workers (in particular dis fukkin’ group)?
Oh. My. God.
I take calls about medical claims. Two groups I practically want to hang up on instantly are the voices of the Hindus, and the Haitian/Jamaicans. And honestly, it’s not a racial issue. It’s the ability to understand what the fuck these marble mouthed fuckers are saying. The worst are the New Delhi call centers. Something like 60% of -all- providers offices have outsourced to what they probably think is a US based billing office, but in reality? The fucking workers and callers are all Apu calling from overseas.
“But Big Country, you magnificent bastard of Lore and Legend, how can you be sure?”
Easy my friends. The fact that there’s a significant delay on the phone, and an echo usually gives away the distance factor, as well as background noise, where I can hear the other marble-mouthed Apu motherfuckers babbling in the background, as well as the insanely-hard-to-unnastand accent.
BUT The Haitians and Jamaicans? The issue with me is the whole “don’t trust/can’t trust.”
Dunno about -you- but no fucking thanks
I’d rather do the real deal, find a volcano, and jump into that motherfucker. Better that than be tortured to death by some HooDoo VoodDoo motherfucker who purely hates whypeepo, but’ll take yer monies.
Ahhhh yes…The Good Old Days…That’s from an archive of Heavy Metal Magazines… I remember that story from when I was a kid, Give me the old-old stuff Aye?
Of course… Just to show what happened to Grandpa tho…
Anyways… The Mad Cohorts of Corporate and Political nature, who BTW will never be in the hands of some ‘weird assed’ VooDoo woman, is MOR than willing to import these folks to be the caretakers of our elderly and infirm. Three guesses as to how that’s gonna work out.
First two don’t count.
Been reading a lot of anecdotes about the Haitians especially. CNAs no less…that’s a Certified Nurse’s Assistant. Your ‘umble host -was- one waaay back in the day. Worked in a nursing home, wiping asses. 6 months. Ugh. That was a nasty job that no one really wants to do, but nowadays? The pay supposedly is pretty good. BUT: it means your competing against the Haitians, who by all reports I’ve been seeing are more than happy to go all tribal and sheee-it with machetes in the parking lot over Overtime Hours…
Now that I think about it, frame #3 of the above comic might be more accurate as far as the care delivery systems of the future.
Hate when I’m unintentionally ironic.
But, I’m seeing the future, and it’s a 300+ Pound Haitian Female with attitude beating our elderly for fun and games. If not out-and-out robbing them. The news stories are endless unfortunately. Muh Diversity! takes the literal shitty jobs that people don’t want. And gets paid shit for it usually, mainly because the nursing homes, for the most part, are part of Super-Global-Medical-INC and are giant transnational, if not global megacorps who’s entire existence is for profit over all other considerations.
Like Big Pharm, Giant Med does not give two flaming fucks for you.
Unless it’s in the pursuit of draining your $$$ to them and their shareholders.
Long gone are the days of the Doc doing housecalls.
Although, some medical systems do have it. Costa Rica does, and it’s a socialist sorta-kinda… they have the DotGov mandatory healthcare, but you only pay based on income, with 7% to 11% on the high end, and the low being nothing. The private based healthcare, which I used one time, is far more efficient and cheap by a long fucking shot compared to our shit here. I tripped and really bashed the shit out of my knee badly enough that I thought I’d fractured something. My knee swole up to soccerball sized. We called the doc, who was a Nurse Practitioner, and a friend of the family. He showed, did the once over, gave me some anti-inflammatories, and a needle for the pain (the goooood stuff!) and I think I paid, in total, for a house call $60?
Tell me again how this’s the greatest healthcare system in teh woild?Yeah, intentional misspellings.
More to ponder on. As well as More Later
I Remain The Intrepid Reporter