I arrived at my home in California last evening. The following describes some of what happened after terminating my cross-country 7k Marathon to support Jill Stein. We need Jill for so many reasons ...
Every time I visit my local VA medical clinic in Oakhurst, California or the VA medical center in Fresno, I have the same thought: why can’t our country provide this same great medical care for every American instead of the profit-on-sickness system we have? This is not just an idle thought - I’d produced two videos on our broken health care system* and, for the life of me, I couldn’t understand why Americans who pay more per capita than any other country on the planet didn’t demand one medical system, as do the citizens of the largest member countries in the OECD.
I didn’t get it, that is, until I arrived in the North Little Rock, Arkansas VA Medical Center, a few days ago, and asked to be directed to the ER. What happened in the next 15 minutes, gave me an insight into why Americans continue to accept the worst - and most expensive - medical care of the OECD’s 14 largest countries.
I was on a 7,500-mile road trip in search of millennial student debtors but was suffering severe physical pain last Friday as I drove across Arkansas. I looked for a VA hospital on Google and mistakenly chose Little Rock’s VA long-term care facility, not the main VA hospital. As I entered the building, I was told by a very sympathetic young woman gave me the bad news: the ER was in the main hospital on the other side of town. She quickly summoned a nurse and as we waited I told her about my search for student debtors. She told me she was a student debtor and enthusiastically agreed to take all the leaflets I had on my person to share with other debtors! The nurse arrived and immediately began to evaluate my distress. But, wait, I’ve gotten way ahead of myself.
Three weeks before, I had left my home in Mariposa, in the Sierra Nevada Mountains outside Yosemite, on a mission called the End Student Debt 7k Marathon. My mission: drive 7,500 miles, across the country and back, in support of Dr. Jill Stein, Green Party Presidential Candidate, to tell thousands of students on university campuses - and every millennial I met - that Jill Stein’s first act upon assuming the Presidency would be to cancel 42 million student debts, debts that should never have been incurred to begin with. And to point out that instead of making debt payments to banks, their dollars could be spent in our sagging economy which would give it a sorely needed boost.
So, I left home and proceeded to UC Merced in California, then UN in Reno, then UW-Laramie, followed by UN-Omaha, and so on, across the mid-west including a stop in Kent, Ohio, to talk to millennials and students at Kent State. In addition to driving lots of miles every day, arranging lodging, finding a student center on a strange campus, talking to students and handing out hundreds of leaflets for several hours, then returning to my motel to write a blog**, I still had to eat, sleep, etc. Well, you get it. It was a grueling schedule for a 40-year-old but I’m no longer 40. I celebrated my 80th birthday last January and don’t move quite as quickly as I used to.
The students I talked with were unanimous in their agreement that it was counter-productive to put their generation in hock to be educated, and for banks and the U.S. government to make money off them as they worked so hard for the future. They are the future - and burdening their entry into that future with a huge debt was stupid, short-sighted, dishonorable, greedy, venal - add your own adjective here. Most students know that the average graduate debtor graduates with a $35,000 debt. For many, it was an impossibly large stone to move aside to enter life and pursue their hopes and dreams .
I was thrilled by the eagerness of students to pass the word in their social networks and many asked for extra leaflets. I was especially moved by how many thanked me and shook my hand. It erased any doubts I had about the value of my mission. Imagine, an 80-year-old being listened to and constantly thanked by 20 and 30-somethings! After a while, my message became more pointed as I talked to more of these young Americans. I would finish by telling them, “It’s in your hands. There are enough of you millennials to flip this entire election. Ignore the ridiculous television hype - it’s a vulgar reality show - and focus on getting your fellow millennials to the polls. You have the power to change the world!”
So, getting back to the VA Hospital, what I didn’t mention earlier is that before taking off on September 17th, I was experiencing some pain in the lower part of my right rib cage. Annoying but not debilitating. Not then. The many hours of driving and the stress of the daily grind intensified the pain until, after 18 days on the road and my final campus visits to the University of Delaware in Newark and Gallaudet University in Washington, I finally had to admit that something very serious was happening. I stopped visiting campuses at that point and left Washington, intending to get back to California and my local VA Medical Center as soon as possible. I reduced my daily activities and drove fewer miles but the pain intensified and, finally, brought me to the North Little Rock VA.
And that’s when something very wonderful happened. As I was being evaluated by a very professional and caring nurse, another person appeared with a mobile unit to take my vital signs. Next, two policeman and one fireman! After that, a doctor showed up, and three others whose role I couldn’t identify but who seemed very concerned. Finally, 3 EMT’s came in with a stretcher on wheels to put me in their ambulance. A dozen professionals, all strangers, were literally surrounding me in answer to my call for help. I looked up from my chair at the concern they personified and had trouble holding back tears of gratitude.
I was transported in the ambulance to the main VA center where, in less than 3 hours, a half-dozen other strangers cared for me, drawing blood, giving an EKG, sending me to the x-ray studio where the technician had waited for me before leaving for the day. The attending nurse had me drink a very bad-tasting milkshake-like potion to coat my stomach and dull some of the pain. Finally, a very reassuring doctor delivered the diagnosis: I had a UTI, urinary tract infection, that could be treated with antibiotics. Thankfully, the blood tests revealed no signs of damage to my liver, pancreas, or gall bladder, all located in the area where the pain was sharpest.
The first antibiotic were administered immediately by IV. Within a very short time a new nurse appeared with a bottle of antibiotics to take with me to treat the infection and I was free to go. (The antibiotics cost $8 and were billed to my VA account.) I told the nurse, my car was on the other side of the city! No problem. She took me to a small office where a very pleasant man made a telephone call, then told me to go outside and sit on a bench and a taxi would soon appear. Five minutes later the taxi came and the driver had my name. Thirty minutes later I was driving my car into a motel parking lot in North Little Rock to spend the night before proceeding west. And, of course, as I checked into the motel, I told he millennial desk clerk my student debt story. And, yes, he shook my hand!
So, here’s my take on why Americans continue to accept such low levels of medical care. They don’t know any better! They’ve never sat in the middle of a circle of a dozen medical angels in the North Little Rock VA - or in the Oakhurst or Fresno VA clinics - and been so grateful they could have cried. They simply have not experienced a great medical system and don’t believe that one exists, so they won’t demand that all Americans be included in one system.
Such a system is available. We call it Medicare-for-all but it could also be called VAcare-for-all. Yes, our veterans deserve special treatment … but so does every American! Wake up, America, and get mad. Tell those bought-and-paid-for-by-the-medical-industrial-complex Members of Congress to step aside. Then send a doctor to the White House - Dr. Jill Stein - one of America’s most outspoken advocates for one great health - not sickness - plan.
* In a Nutshell: Healthcare 1
In a Nutshell: Healthcare 2