Avec le sang, pensa-t-il surgissent souvent quantité de désagréments…
With blood, he thought, often tons of unpleasant things seem to surge…
— Henri Michaux (Un homme paisible/A quiet man – mentioned earlier)
This is not about brain-bleed – sorry – it is about my prostate bleeding, but the link to blood is clear.
[Yes, following a prostate reduction, after riding my bicycle for more than an hour, I had bled before. This time, after riding only twenty minutes I started bleeding, and instead of stopping twelve hours later, it has been more than four days, and it is still bleeding, with clots obstructing at time the urine flow]
Hence, and to bring up a larger issue, one I have already brought up earlier, it is about the fact that one can be fully insured, and have “decent doctors” and yet, to use a worn-out expression, one can fall between the cracks.
Or, be bleeding for more than 24 hours – and have a blood-clot obstruct the flow of urine for 15 minutes – and the system is not set up so you can actually speak to a doctor to have a sense that one is “in good hands.”
Yes, some emails were exchanged through MyChart. but the major questions – should I be getting to a hospital or not – were not answered… until in the evening finally, an assistant called back to say “go to an ER.”
Too many efforts on my part (a great many phone calls & messages…), for such a poor return.
Toilet bowls eyeballs (+ blood clots)
The end-result of such a day is that after feeling like a beggar all day for trying to get some clarity and actual guidance, and NOT getting it, the end result is that one knows all too clearly that…
… THE SYSTEM IS NOT WORKING.
And that one is just another insignificant pawn in this – is it deadly? – comedy.