The medical and care systems are broken!! — A 30 Minute Life

Reaching for the handle I realised that I was fully prepared. For the last few weeks, I spent every moment preparing for this appointment. Countless hours researching on the Internet, chasing the smallest details, to make sure I fully understand all the issues. During this hunt I had planned the perfect argument, and it could be easily, and logically presented.

This journey had started a few weeks ago, and I approached it like a military campaign. My body would be a temple, and I fed myself with healthy nutritious meals prepared carefully. Every day I exercised to achieve fitness, suppleness, and stamina. I prepared my mind and body. Report, testimonials and research papers were printed, highlighted, and would be at my fingertips, as I presented my case.

Firmly I opened the door, and I strode confidently to the chair beside the desk. Shaking the hand presented he greeted me “What can I help you with today?”

“Doctor, I have…”

This is not the reality for me, or any person with a chronic illness. We are sick. Our bodies are no longer temples, but derelict buildings hinting at former splendour. Resisting every attempted remodelling. My concentration lasts for short periods of time, and quickly spirals into a whirling vortex of vertigo. The battered briefcase I carry has…