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Monday 18 March 2019

Perceptions of Health Care

The article I have linked to caught my attention because the headline is;

Satisfaction with NHS 'hits 11-year low'


Being a BBC article I knew it wasn't total clickbait, maybe a little dramatic but I knew there was at least some research behind it.  Overall satisfaction has dropped but only by 3% since 2007, but in 2010 the satisfaction rating was 70%, so in the last 7 years there has been a fairly steep drop.  Satisfaction with GP services seems to be thing bringing the numbers down the most.  People seem to be upset by wait times for appointments and lack of resources, but are happy with the services they receive when they are seen.

Now I read the article trying to imagine what things must feel like if this is your norm and what you've been brought up in and I can see the issues that are caused by lack of funding for a system that absolutely needs government support to remain viable.  

I also read the article knowing what a for profit medical system looks like and I wish for just some short period of time people who are able to access a National Health Service, no matter what it's called, could see how good things are.  

Until shortly before we left the United States I relied on Health Insurance provided through either my family's workplace or at times based on my working.  A large chunk of our wages were taken monthly to pay the 'premium' and then every appointment and prescription had a 'co-pay'.  The co-pays ran somewhere between $10 - $50 dollars depending on what service was being used.  Regular everyday doctor appointments averaged $25 for each time I was seen, and being chronically ill I was seen a lot.  Prescriptions varied depending on the medication and whether or not the insurance company had any sort of deal with the drug company, big Pharma at work.  Testing beyond run of the mill blood work usually needed a pre-authorization, where the insurance company could deny the test even if the doctor deemed it necessary.  Co-pays for testing could run $100 or more depending on the test being done.  The insurance companies typically had hospital systems that they either ran or worked with and so they would dictate where and when tests or even surgical procedures could be done.  Many people have run afoul of this system when in an emergency they are taken to the 'wrong hospital' and their insurance will either refuse to pay for the services or only pay the bare minimum.  Many people, including our family, are forced to declare bankruptcy at some point because the amount of debt that accrues is unpayable no matter how many payment plans you set up with the hospitals or doctor offices.

Waiting times for appointments seems to be a universal issue.  It was not uncommon to wait months to be seen by specialists, and appointments with primary care physicians could run 2-4 weeks at times (my last PCP office was amazing and if it was an urgent type appointment would usually get you seen yet that week, but this was not the norm).  I spent 4 years trying to be seen by a pain management doctor and because they are so rare I never even made it on to a waiting list.

Since I have arrived here I have been referred to and been seen by pain management, it took 3 months to be seen but that sure beats 4+ years.  I am able to see my psychiatrist on a fairly regular basis and have not gone more than 6 weeks without seeing her, I am also seen by my CPN in between those appointments.  I have been seen twice by a GP, one appointment was scheduled within a week of calling and the other took 2 1/2 weeks, I will be seen in the coming week and again it was roughly 2 1/2 weeks between contacting them and an appointment being set.  I have been seen twice by a pharmacist to tweak my meds, twice by nurses for blood work, and had a telephone appointment with a GP when there was some concern with my lab work.  I have support people who come in 4 days a week to help with different issues and I go to the chemist once a week to pick up my medications which are prepared into a medi-box to allow David to not have to do it for me.  I have also had one hospital admission, and two tests to assure that my heart vessels were not clogged because I have a weird variant on my ECG.

Because we are foreigners here, on David's student Visa, we did pay for our access to the NHS, but it was a one time fee that covers the full four years of his student status.  He also paid for a prepay card for my prescriptions which will be a yearly expense.  All of this has been covered by these two fees and that is something that would never have happened in the United States.

I am not saying that the NHS is perfect or that there are some major issues with it that so need to be fixed so it does not collapse, but it is a whole hell of a lot better than some of the other systems out there that will literally bleed you dry.

Cheers!


Monday 11 March 2019

A Different Perspective


Hello All! My name is TheStudent, and I am TJ's daughter. I've been working as an editor for many of the posts that go up here, but this week I am writing to you all while my mother helps to host some of our family friends.

As many of you could probably imagine, I love England just like my parents. I have since I was little, and have been fortunate to travel there on two different occasions now, with a third trip coming this summer. A big part of why I love to visit England is because I love studying history, especially when I can get to the historical sites themselves. In England, especially in the Northumberland area, there are dozens of historic sites within easy walking distance. That is an amazing opportunity for exploration, and I am very excited about the chance I get to explore again this summer.

However, much like both my parents before me, I am looking for bigger and better adventures that are peeking over the horizon. Currently, I'm a history student who is also seeking licensure to become a special education teacher. I still live in Colorado while I'm getting my bachelors, but after seeing my parents make such a successful transition to living in England while my father gets his doctorate, I am giving consideration to making the transition myself. Part of my journey this summer is going to include looking at degree options for my masters in special education overseas in England.

I am hopeful for what my future holds, but I know that even if I don't go to England for education, I will find some way to experience life in England for longer than a week-long vacation. My love for England is much like my parents, and I am hopeful that sooner rather than later I will be there, with my parents, for my next adventure.

Monday 4 March 2019

Idle Hands

I don't remember growing up and being very artsy.  I made the required projects throughout elementary school and may have even attempted an arts class as late as middle school (age 12-14) but always felt I was terrible at it so I tended towards choir to get my requisite credits.  After David and I married, and while the kids were young, we became involved in a Native American dance group. There, I learned (with lots of help from the group's sponsors) how to sew and bead in order to make our regalia for the events we participated in (I am unable to find any pictures of any of us in our regalia).  Since then, I have turned to arts and crafts as part of my mental health support as well (while inpatient, there is almost always some degree of 'art therapy', even if it's just pages printed out to colour and some crayons).

One of the great things I stumbled on here in Newcastle is an organization called Chilli Studios that is close by (I think I shared the link in my last post), and it does all formats of art, including a choir (I was searching for a community choir when I stumbled upon the website for Chilli's).  Right now, I am mainly participating in the pottery/ceramics days but once I figure my schedule out a little more I will try to get more involved.  I brought home my first piece on Wednesday and am thrilled that I have 4 or 5 more pieces in line for the kiln, so they may come home soon too.  Here are some of what's coming.

This is the piece I brought home.  I hoped it would be a good size for pillar candles and it's perfect.
This was the first piece I made and I used a coil build method for it (this is something David and I studied when we researched the early Southwest Indian Tribes).


This fairly big piece is my most recent effort.  It is a slab built vase that I used a roller tool to make the patterns, cut out the shape for the sides, slightly hardened the clay (we use a hairdryer for this) so it would be able to stand up, and once I had the shape I wanted cut a custom piece of clay to act as the bottom and joined it all together.  I'll work on the glaze this week and then decide if I want to bring it home or put it out for sale.
This is a collection of the pieces that were constructed this past week (mine is in the front left corner) and was posted on the Studio's Instagram page.  I think we did pretty good.


This is a fun set that I made a few weeks ago and is in the line for the kiln.  It will be a tea mug for David and a place to rest either a tea bag or tea spoon.  I can't wait to see what it looks like finished.

(So I'm a little behind on this one, but it will still be our first ornament since moving here.)

These next photos are a set of boxes that I have decorated using repurposed boxes, washi tape, and packing tape to seal it all up.  They are just catch all kind of boxes, and so far I'm okay with the results.  I have set aside a couple of boxes that I'm going to try and make a set of memory boxes from to hold all the little things I've collected from our travels.

  






In our small town in Colorado there was a company that did group facilitated painting nights.  So, using provided materials, stencils, and some gentle guidance, you could come in with a group of friends and walk out with a treasure.  Both of the times I participated were around Halloween so that explains the topics of the paintings.  I enjoy painting but I struggle to let myself just do it and not nitpick and berate myself through the whole process.  I have it outlined on my calendar to try out the watercolour sessions at the studio; I just keep chickening out.




When things get dark I tend to pull out pastels and try and visualise the crap circling my brain.  So I have lots of pictures that are NSFW, but that did help in the short term.


I've always liked taking photos (better to be behind the camera and not in front of it, lol), but never really thought of it as making art.  Now that I'm somewhat obsessed with taking pictures of all the cool stuff we come across and really trying to make them look good, I think it is a new art form for me that I look forward to experimenting with.



So I would not put myself in the category of fine art in any of the forms I've tried, but I'm learning (slowly) that if I enjoy it, and it is helping me work through something, that is all that matters.  I am still my worst critic and I'm sure I always will be, but hopefully I can turn the volume down on the critical side and acknowledge the compliments I'm receiving on the things I'm creating.

Cheers!