Call me crazy (!), but I still love the United States, despite a recent medical emergency there that cost approx $35K for four days in the hospital. Most non-Americans would be put off—big time. Not yours truly.
No, I don’t have Hilton or Trump as a last name. Actually, I don’t earn much more than that annually. And I have no idea how my beloved Americans can pay medical bills with no or limited insurance. Maybe that’s why poverty and homelessness run abundant.
This isn’t meant to condemn or criticize. In fact, I must state that the medical assistance received during those four days was superlative. The folks (from doctors to nurses to techies and orderlies) at Kapi’olani Medical Center for Women & Children and The Queen’s Medical Center were awesome: friendly, certainly professional, patient and caring. They are everything medical professionals should be—and then some.
There’s truth to the saying you get what you paid for. Pay top dollar in the U.S. and you receive red-carpet treatment; exist within a “socialist” medical system where the country pays your bills and you tend to get weary/disgruntled professionals who treat you as if you were culture in a petri dish.
Okay, okay—it’s not fair to say this happens all the time and I apologize fellow Canadians, but only to a point. I know how proud you are, as any country’s citizens should be, but that doesn’t change the fact that our medical system has its issues.
This isn’t to say the U.S. system is perfect either. While they have some of the finest medical staff in the field, if not the world, their billing/payment system borders on the absurd. There has to be a happy medium; give a little, take a little (something naïve like that).
God bless America. I (still) love her. And if somehow, some way, the country sees its way to removing red tape (also known as iron-clad legislation) re letting non-wealthy/not-overly-skilled but honest and hardworking allies live and work there, I’d still do so. In a blink. And pray I remain hale and healthy until the day I meet my Maker.