Copyright Pato 2015
Yes there are drawbacks and YES I am the one who made that call.
Yes medical care leaves a lot to be desired here in the Caribbean. Doctors are excellent but the very ones trained to enhance medical care – are causing Florence to do flip- flops in her grave which is where you will end up if you become seriously ill.
It was my misfortune to have an accident here 27 months ago. Too stupid to take out evacuation insurance, I was stuck here. It took four surgeries to put my foot back together again. The latter three would not have been necessary if the first one had been done right.
I grinned and accepted what was God’s will. I prayed for the nurses whose incompetence was surely going to cause death(s) if it hadn’t already which I hear is fact. No point in praying for those who were already gone so my prayers were directed specifically to my own well being.
This last surgery which so far has proven successful was my worse nightmare.
I went ‘under’ truly expecting to never see the light of day again. I already had more than I could endure and thus once more put myself at the mercy of others.
When I did awaken, I felt renewed and relieved until not two hours later when my wonderful and competent doctor came to check on me (something nurses do not do here), my bed was soaked with blood. I had a bleeder and had it not been for him I surely would have bled to death in full view of several nurses wearing blinding white uniforms and caps – too stiff with starch to allow bending over a patient and too much a crown of some undeserved glory to dare get blood on it.
Later that same day the pain was unbearable. Several times I asked nurses – any freeking nurse would do, to get me one of my three doctors. I was told this was not something they did. Three hours later – sobbing with pain and now screaming for help and again (still) being totally ignored as is the standard, I did the only thing that made sense (to me). I called 911 from my hospital bed.
How word of this spread so many miles I will never know but that is in fact what happened. To this day, almost a year since that surgery, I am being asked via many venues if it is indeed true that I made that call.
I checked myself out of the hospital soon after this against doctors recommendations. Why you ask? Would you dare think that I might have been better cared for after this, or that nurses would feel shame and embarrassment over such an incident.
No, I left the hospital because I now feared that I would not see the light of day again.