If only a viable healthcare infrastructure could be built on good vibes surely the well wishes proffered by my friends could build a single payer system rivaling France. I am, in fact, marginally better than reported in the last blog post. Thanks for lookin out, yo
Now on to the report: Given a natural temperance towards intoxicants and what I’m guessing is a highly addictive substance (the doctor just handed me a bottle and rushed out) I have been dosing out substantially less of “papa’s medicine.” Prudence seems in order since I have been high as a velociraptor on a substance that is largely a mystery to me. If the first few hours of super “cough” syrup are met with phenomenal levels of blissed out detachment the last few are wrapped up with a sort of massively unqualified, omnidirectional Vader-esque rage. It’s nonsensically unbalanced really. For instance, today while perusing a taco menu I was instantly dismayed that the local “taqueria” did not consider rice and beans as basic ingredients for their fare.
Internally, a savage fury swept over me but I managed outwardly to only convey a wry, yet pricklingly condescending smile. The poor college student at the helm of the taqueria attempted a defense by showing me regular sized taco tortillas and pleading that there simply would not be enough space for rice and beans. I delivered a clipped repost about other taquerias somehow “managing” such a feat and marched out in self satisfied glory. About two righteous steps out the door I realized I had just been a stupid jerk. True, it was a bit silly not to include rice and beans but who cares? It was precisely the kind of interaction that makes the service industry a living hell, and for that, taco girl I look back with serious regret. After some self reflection I was unable to determine even generally why I was so angry. It was weird, again evocative of some sort of disembodied third person experience.
20 minutes later I became aware of a vicious hate towards trees, mountains, the outdoors in their totally and especially every single human being alive and dead. A curious thought bubbled up into my consciousness, more cough syrup would make it alllll bettttter. RED FLAG. I noticed it had be about 15 hours since my last fix and things started to make sense. So yeah, I’m taking it easy on the old sauce.
However, in other health related news, the good people at Harvard Medical School have conducted an interesting health related study
Nearly 45,000 annual deaths are associated with lack of health insurance, according to a new study published online today by the American Journal of Public Health. That figure is about two and a half times higher than an estimate from the Institute of Medicine (IOM) in 2002.
The study, conducted at Harvard Medical School and Cambridge Health Alliance, found that uninsured, working-age Americans have a 40 percent higher risk of death than their privately insured counterparts, up from a 25 percent excess death rate found in 1993.
“The uninsured have a higher risk of death when compared to the privately insured, even after taking into account socioeconomics, health behaviors, and baseline health,” said lead author Andrew Wilper, M.D., who currently teaches at the University of Washington School of Medicine. “We doctors have many new ways to prevent deaths from hypertension, diabetes, and heart disease — but only if patients can get into our offices and afford their medications.”
Deaths associated with lack of health insurance now exceed those caused by many common killers such as kidney disease.
::: Full Article here :::
I just sort of feel like our whole country, until very recently, has just been drinking prescription cough medicine. Who cares about the health care crisis? This chair is amazing!!!
Anyway, lets hope I (and our country) emerge from this perilous trial not violently sick or hitting up med school friends for cough syrup scrips.