The Pain Killer Credo of This Day and Age: Homeless Mistreatment in the Medical Field #1
During the many times in my life I have taken pain killers I have found there are many changes in the physical and mental aspects of my body. There are also changes to my behavior, those at my heightened age, with the history I have acquired, have taught me how to moderate and control (these aspects).
This has been hard, maintaining control over pain killers, but it is possible with hard work, honesty with self and others, and knowledge. The others however, are not in my grasp, almost completely unable to control, as other know.
The actions of the body and mind that happen when introducing opiates to the body are going to happen, depending on the dosage and time injested tell their severity. One that happens over time is the relaxation of my muscles, especially those of my throat. When I take pain killers it makes it easier to breathe and relax’s tension I feel in my throat.
I have shared this knowledge, with many breathing specialists, doctors, nurses,anyone in the medical profession. I always asked them if this was true for others, if this was an effect of opiate medication. The answer I received each and every time was, “I dont know.”
As I think about how many professionals I approached with this quandary I am puzzled to think that each one of them never thought that this could be a possible effect of opiate medication. How could they not? Opiates are prescribed to do just that, to ease, to make bearable, things such as what I described they had taken care of for me. Easing the tension, pain in the muscles, of my throat, making the airway more accessible for breathing.
If I, a layman, can deduce this just from my own, personal experience, how can a medical professional after their education, training, and work experience with patients, not come to this conclusion on their own? Either all the medical professionals I have met are terribly dunce or they do not, in this day and age, in the midst of a so called “opiate epidemic", want to admit that pain killers, opiates, are really good for anything?
As I pursue the Interent and see ads for nurse practitioner certifications that can come at a low cost, or are accelerated so a degree can be acquired in as little time as possible, for as little as possible, the degrees going to people who now diagnose, treat, and prescribe the medical problems we want to rid ourselves of, or maintain so as not to die, some of our medical professionals may, in fact, be to dimwitted to come to conclusions about what opiates can and cannot do. The very fact those who pursue this degree think this enough education to perform these acts, stupid. Who the hell thought to give a nurse perscribing tools?
On the other hand, when you can make $130,000 a year, (their salary) with very little schooling, who wouldnt? You would be dumb not too.The stupid person is the ones saying all these shenanigans, okay.
While you want to blame those who go to nurse practicioners rather than to a doctor for help the one at fault, what choice do we have anymore? Hospitals and doctors offices are no longer giving you a choice. Not if you want to get treatment this century. And if you are a veteran in this country at some hospitals doctors are not even there to treat patients any longer the only option, a nurse with a pad.
As for opiates and my questions about them, the fact is opiates are no longer a good answer to anything. Even if we are in the midst of a viral epidemic that attacks primarily breathing. Of course a medical professional doesn’t know if opiates would help you breathe better. To admit they did would commit the medical professional to solving a problem with them. And that will never happen even if the information proved true. Today a doctor would rather someone die than perscribe opiates to lessen the problem even if it were necessary. It is just too dangerous
A normal person reading this may say, “No, a doctor would never let someone die rather than prescribe opiates.” And because for you, this may be true. You may have enough money to still get what you want. You may also have the priviledge of never being “red flagged" by someone in the medical community. Because being “red flagged" today could mean death or, at the very least, pain.
In the next few article I will explore the things I have discussed in this article along with several other topics dealing with homelessness, addiction, health care or lack thereof. Some of my experiences may shock readers. Medical care in our county I no longer something to brag about.
I have found, for me and others I know, it isnt being an addict that makes medical care bad, but being homeless. That is when the treatment becomes so inhumane you wonder what planet they believe you are from and if you x-rays, did indeed, show you to be extraterrestrial?
When people know that no one is around to care about another person (or the one person who cares about you has no one and nothing themselves, like a blind, homeless, drug addict husband) you can and do recieve the worst treatment you could ever even never imagine, people doing things no one would ever believe they could think to get away with, people even colluding to cover up a complaint if you make one.
Why? Because as a homeless person I am instantly discriminated, not ever known as an individual, as me, as my own, unique person. I am judged with my story unknown. Furthermore they dont care to know it and wouldnt believe me if I told it.
Being homeless shouldn’t mean your not human. In the medical community it does. It is when they get to “kick the dog" and take out very frustation they have because you don’t count when you are homeless. And even to friends, most times I have found I don’t.
I have a voice being a human but in becoming homeless I lost the right to be heard. I hope you read what I have been through and think on m experiences, my thoughts and feelings reflected on them. Please help them make you a better person as they have done me. To learn how to listen before you begin to know. Especially before you know a person.
The most important thing I have learned is not to be truthful with people anymore. The world, in general, is not a kind place. I have learned to live in it you cannot show yourself, at least, not your real self.
These writings will be the only place of truth I have. I want to share it all with the world and see what they think and say. Will everyone who reads this relate to my thoughts, feelings and views or will they think me disturbed as people have judged me? Unworthy of life. You be my judge and jury, my life in your hands.