Socialized Medicine? Canadian Health Care Saved my Father’s Life

The following anecdote about Canadian health care, about which we here in the South hear much negativity, came to me from a friend whose reliability I respect. Due to the intimate nature of the report, identifying information was removed to protect the author’s privacy.

Nonetheless, it presents a picture very different from that seen in U.S. mainstream media, and definitely more encouraging about the quality of “socialized medicine.” and the details are quite convincing. We’ve chosen to credit the author as “A Canadian Friend.”

Mariann G. Wizard / The Rag Blog / May 30, 2009

My father was diagnosed with terminal pancreatic cancer. After quality treatment and an emergency operation, he was completely cured. The tab: $113 for a rental tv.

By A Canadian Friend / The Rag Blog / May 30, 2009

Due to the confusion and inconsistencies I have seen (especially lately) concerning the Canadian health care system, I feel I must convey my experience this last year with everyone…

My father was a healthy man. Mid-sixties, about 30-40 lbs overweight, but in general overall good health. Non-smoker (except the odd stogie), recreational drinker. In December 2008 he went in for his annual physical and was given a clean bill of health. In fact the doctor said he was extremely healthy –- everything was good.

Fast forward to February 2009. One week-end we noticed his eyes and the area around his eyes were turning yellow. The coming Monday my mother took him to the emergency room as it gradually worsened over the next day or so. Dad was taken in immediately –- no waiting whatsoever. They quickly determined he had a blockage in his lower intestine that was affecting his liver –- he was turning jaundiced and his blood was slowly poisoning him. This quickly turned into a serious situation.

He was immediately given an appointment to see a specialist in London, Ontario, two days later, the Wednesday. They did a scope and determined that there was a blockage coming from the head of his Pancreas –- no need to say anything further –- we all knew what that meant…

The initial diagnosis was pancreatic cancer –- he had approximately 2-3 months to live. Needless to say, this was quite a shock considering the results from his recent physical and just the fact that he has always been very healthy. The cancer was likely going to spread to his liver, lungs, etc and the prognosis was terminal. The doctors stressed this was just an initial diagnosis and more tests would be done to see if anything could be done, i.e. surgery, chemo, etc.

This is when a certain surgeon entered our lives, and literally saved my father’s life. He decided that there was only one option: a surgery called the “Whipple Procedure.” Basically this is one of the harshest surgeriess, save for an organ transplant, the body can handle. Per Wikipedia:

It consists of removal of the distal half of the stomach (antrectomy), the gall bladder (cholecystectomy), the distal portion of the common bile duct (choledochectomy), the head of the pancreas, duodenum, proximal jejunum, and regional lymph nodes. Reconstruction consists of attaching the pancreas to the jejunum (pancreaticojejunostomy) and attaching the common bile duct to the jejunum (choledochojejunostomy) to allow digestive juices and bile to flow into the gastrointestinal tract and attaching the stomach to the jejunum (gastrojejunostomy) to allow food to pass through.

Yeah –- we couldn’t believe an operation like this was possible either… it is an eight and a half hour surgery.

Fast forward three weeks. This was the earliest they could do the operation due to the fact that dad needed to prepare his body, get stronger and flush a lot of toxins out. They took him at the first available spot they could. He went in on a Monday morning, 7:00 a.m. with the operation scheduled to begin at 8:00 a.m. The surgeon came to us before he began and stated the following, “This is an eight to nine hour surgery. If you see me before six hours is up, it’s bad news. Either he expired or we found too much cancer and it would not be feasible to operate.” I was astounded by honesty and compassion. He stated he HAD to tell us this so we knew all the risks associated. This was an amazing man and I felt lucky dad had him doing the operation.

After staring at the clock for six hours, you could feel the anxiety lift as the clock slowly turned past 2:00 p.m. then 3:00 p.m. and then finally around 5:00 p.m. the good surgeon came out and gave us the good news. He got all the cancer and the operation was a complete success. Unbelievably, we were able to see dad that night around 8:00 p.m. when he woke up –- in surprisingly good spirits. We were not out of the woods yet though…

He had numerous internal stitches that needed to heal. He had an incision from his hips to his chest that took 52 staples to close. The next few days were critical. He was put in a semi-private room called a step down room. This is where they send patients who just went through something as major as this procedure, with the purpose of “round the clock” observation.

For the first two days, the nurses NEVER left his side. He constantly had a nurse at his bedside, taking care of his every need and whim. That blew me away. The care and concern these nurses showed was unbelievable. I consider them to be lifesavers as well. Also the good surgeon checked on him many times per day and even the day of the operation he came and checked on him at 10:30 p.m. that night. Think about that –- he had to be up before 6:00 a.m. to get ready –- worked on dad from 8:00 a.m. to 4:30 p.m. and still was at the hospital at 10:30 p.m. to check on my dad. This was an amazing man.

We’re going on three weeks post-op. Dad came home 11 days after the surgery with 15 days being the average stay. He is starting to gain weight and his colour has returned. As an atheist, I hate the word, “miracle” but I have no problem stating that the surgeon and nurse who looked after my dad were and are “miracle workers.” They can never be compensated or thanked enough for what they did for our family. These are the true heroes in society.

How much did this cost my family? $113.00. And that was to rent a TV for dad’s room for a week. That is it. What would this have cost in the U.S.? Since my parents are of meager means, it was an absolute lifesaver that they did not need to worry about being financially ruined over this. Here’s a kicker as well… the cost of all the trips my parents and I had to make to go the hospital for appointments, etc. is tax deductible. So we will see most of that TV rental money back anyway. You gotta love it.

In closing this is just one story that illustrates what I believe to be the average experience that we lucky Canadians are privileged enough to enjoy with our health care system. Is it perfect? No, it is not. I would like to see more preventive procedures being free, such as routine eye appointments, but that was just recently taken away by our provincial government –- I can see that coming back in the future. And yes, before the freepers start to chime in, it isn’t technically “free,” as we pay very high taxes, but I’d rather see that money go to health care than world domination and endless oil wars.

Canadians are known as passive and very docile and the perception exists that we will just roll over and take whatever is pushed on us. But I know one thing for sure –- take away our healthcare system or try to “Americanize” it and you will see blood pouring in the streets. Revolution. This is one issue I believe all Canadians can agree on. It is a fundamental human right to have access to the best health care possible –- how anyone can see it different than this is mind-boggling.

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9 Responses to Socialized Medicine? Canadian Health Care Saved my Father’s Life

  1. Anonymous says:

    Socialism ? What could go wrong?

  2. This didn’t happen in Ontario, I’m sure of it. The hospitals in this province are nowhere near so good as what’s described here. One of the other provinces, perhaps, but after all the years of political screwing with healthcare here in Ontario, no hospital functions this well.

  3. Anonymous says:

    Chris, my family has a very similar story, with my mother and stage three lung cancer, and it happened in Ontario. It’s not all bad – the hospitals here functioned beautifully.

  4. Anonymous says:

    I’m here on a work visa and have accessed health care under the HIDS/MCA for several decades. The story above is either untrue or an extremely rare case.

    Value and protect your private healthcare system – dealing with a government bureacracy for your healthcare is a NIGHTMARE. You may pay more as individuals but you get what you pay for.

    As the old saying goes: “if you think healthcare is expensive now, just wait till it’s free”

  5. Anonymous says:

    I work for one of the largest US healthcare providers and I too have had to resort to taking advantage of the Canadian healthcare services. I have to give a thumbs up to Canadian prescription drug services. Without them I would be in the ER every other day suffering from the pain that came along woth my bone diagnosis.

  6. Anonymous says:

    We all like the cheaper Canadian drug prices, but the price difference isn’t because of their health care system. It’s a function of the OUR government’s regulation of OUR drug industry. It’s two different markets, want even lower drug prices? Try India.

  7. Anonymous says:

    Healthcare is not a right, breathing is a right. The reason the Healthcare System is overpriced is due to Federal favoritism towards one company at the expense of another. The American People are not stupid and don’t need a Nany State to wipe their asses for them. What they do need is for the state to stay out of their lives and access to more choice with less Gov. interference!

  8. Jim K says:

    Without leaving a name to check the accuracy of this success story, this fabrication may have been left by Michelle or Barack Obama, for all we know. Sorry, too many “died while waiting” stories with real faces to believe this one happy ending fantasy.

  9. Steve says:

    I’ve had chronic health problems for my entire life, I’m currently 18.
    I would be dead or broke, or both without socialized medicine in Canada.
    The health care I have received through my life has always been kind, caring and efficient. Plus, I’ve had the peace of mind that I don’t have to worry about how my family would pay for it.

    I want to address some common things that the populous (American and Canadian) likes to say is bad about socialized healthcare.

    first, wait times.
    now, I’m sure that there are long donor lists, and I’m sure that your aunt marie has been waiting for her hip replacement for a few months, or uncle jim needs an x-ray for his bad back, but honestly, the wait times are a good thing.
    it’s called triaging. treating the sickest and most dire cases first, rather than treating someone who can live without the procedure.
    get over it, you won’t always be first in line because you have more money.

    second, the cost.
    yes, of course the government will have to raise taxes in order to create a socialized system. and yes, you will have to pay for someone else’s problems. Stop being so selfish.
    Consider, that in the future you fall off of a ladder while cleaning your eavestroughs and break your legs, splitting them open, bleeding. you don’t have to worry about how you will pay for it. The ambulance picks you up, drives you to the hospital, helps you back to health, rehabilitates you and you’re back to the way you were. Your emotional health and your financial health stay strong as well.
    And you go on living an ordinary life with that small tax hike from back in 2010.

    Perhaps you could consider not starting a war every 10 years and you could have enough money in the federal reserves to pay for all this. Please?

    Don’t want the government in your life? What are you thinking? It’s 2009, you can’t avoid that these days.
    alternative solution: don’t go to the doctor’s office and treat yourself. There’s plenty of how-to books out there these days, you might be able to get your buddy, Fred to do some neurosurgery.

    also, unlearn the idea that socialism is just another word for communism, it makes you sound paranoid.

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