Veterans health care: Question authority!

Look online at various Department of Veterans Affairs patient initiatives and prepare to be dazzled.

Recent years have seen the VA expand its footprint over community after community with programs festooned with the typical government alphabet soup such as PCMH and PACT. These stand for “patient-centered medical home” and “patient aligned care teams.” While these collaborations appear to border on something a 21st century Marcus Welby M.D. might tout the programs also face the immediate danger of being quarantined to the bureaucracy ward.

Like most VA programs these initiatives are well-intentioned but also destined to constant undermining by forces beyond control of hands-on patient caregivers.

The PACTs seem to be working well at the Beaumont (Texas) VA Outpatient Center where I see my primary care team, or “Teamlet” in PACT jargonese. I now can send my blood glucose readings by secure e-mail each week to my nurse who, in turn,  enters them in her computer where she can keep a close watch on my Type 2 diabetes. This monitoring along with my medication and diet has brought my A1C reading, which measures your average blood glucose control for the past 2 to 3 months, from the verge of my requiring insulin shots to something much more manageable. Still, diabetes control requires more than simply eating right and taking your metformin.

Foot care is also another component of diabetic care especially if the patient has foot infections or abnormalities. Mine has had both including a wound that hasn’t fully healed in several months. My large toenails also require a special trimming that is beyond my ability. I have asked my primary care folks for a couple of years now if I could get a referral to a podiatrist. I was once told by a doctor that a patient had to have an infection before a consult could be given. I later found that out to be false. When I finally had an infected toe, I asked my primary caregiver to get me a podiatrist referral. She said that she would do that. I eventually forgot about that and finally asked my nurse if a consult had been ordered. She looked on her computer and apparently found a note indicating consults to podiatrist care in Houston could only be given to those with foot emergencies. Since I had previously found erroneous information on that subject, I decided to “question authority.”

Since I am a free-lance journalist and blogger, sometimes even a serious one such as now, I sometimes contact Bobbi Gruner, the VA spokesperson for the Houston VA, with questions. Ms. Gruner replied that she did not believe the podiatry policy I was quoted to be correct. She referred me to someone whose department is over that podiatry branch.

The answer I was given was that ” … there is no policy we are aware of that states the podiatrists now only see emergency patients.” This was according to Sangita Shah, who is the administrative officer of the Houston VAMC surgery department. Ms. Shah also asked for the “last four” numbers of my Social Security Number, which hopefully means she will look into my case.

I have no answer why I have twice received incorrect policies or policy interpretations in response to my request to see a foot doctor. I have my suspicions, but do not know for sure. What such problems show is how far the VA strays from their own goals of consistency. The Veterans Health Care Administration, VHA, is one of three administrations within the VA. It covers health while the remaining two administers benefits and cemeteries. They got you coming and going might be a good motto. But the VHA acknowledges collaboration and integration within the preamble to its vision statement:

 “This care will be delivered by engaged, collaborative teams in an integrated environment that supports learning, discovery and continuous improvement.”

Integration is a key word to examine. In the manner it is used in the vision statement the word “integration” implies cooperation, harmony and an interrelatedness.  It isn’t just the so-called “home-centered” care that the VA exclaims will move boldy forth. I came across a temporary worker program for medical professionals in the VA. It has joined the private medical world in developing a “Locum Tenens” program. The Latin phrase loosely means to “hold a place.”  The VA describes a locum tenens physician as one who temporarily fills in for another while they are out on vacation, maternity leave, professional development or so forth, A flyer for the program touts: “A Consistent Practice: Coast-to-Coast.

 “Here, you’ll find consistent patient care delivery methods and a single Computerized Patient Record System that’s networked nationwide. Learn it once, and it’s smooth sailing after that.”

 Such a promise is, well, not exactly accurate at least from this patient’s point of view. But if it is inconsistencies you are looking for one can certainly find a home in the VA health care system. Travel from one hospital to the other and don’t expect to find the same medicine you have been taking. If you are looking for a new drug and especially one that is expensive, you will not likely get it from VA pharmacies. As I have also found recently don’t expect hospitals and outpatient clinics to be on the same page when it comes to billing. Don’t even the expect the toll-free call center one phones to ask billing questions to be on the same page with the hospitals. Inconsistencies found such as this one regarding PTSD care for recent war veterans have begun to attract public and congressional attention. But many other dissimilarities remain.

VA health care can be among the best to be found in the country. That has not always been the case. That isn’t always the case now. That isn’t for the vast majority of its employees’ lack of trying. The best way to ensure that one receives the care they deserve is to stay attuned to their treatment, ask questions, and when something does not seem fair or right, it just might not be.

It may go against the grain of those who spent many years of their lives taking orders, especially the older veterans, to ask probing questions of your medical providers. But it is your life we are talking about here. If some VA medical policy seems inconsistent or unjust it might be time to do, as old Ben Franklin supposedly admonished was a citizen’s responsibility: question authority.

Ill but probably not sick with West Nile

What a vacation week this has been. Two fun-filled days with appointments at my local VA clinic and the Michael E. DeBakey VAMC in Houston. To top it all off, to paraphrase my Daddy, I feel like I been dragged through Hell hanging on a sack of crap and the sack busted.

What’s wrong with me? Ask 10 doctors and I bet you would get 10 different diagnoses. I’ve had slight fever, on and off, chills, various lower GI complaints, and just a general malaise. And no General Malaise wasn’t an infantry commander for the Confederacy. Malaise also isn’t the South Pacific nation with its capital in Kuala Lumpur.

I fear my problem is West Nile Virus. That is because I was swarmed a week or so ago by mosquitoes over in Orange County, Texas, near the border with Louisiana. I was in a lady’s yard on business. She invited me to sit down outside her mobile home and we commenced to be pounced upon by mosquitoes like a duck on a June bug. Oooh. That hurts me just thinking about it. Crunch!

Since then I began carrying  a can of Off in my business car but have yet to need it. But it has been quite some time since I was eaten alive by those contrary little bastards as I was that day. I am paranoid about West Nile because it can be quite uncomfortable and make one pretty sick. It can even kill you. The latter is enough to make you want to have a can of DEET spray in a holster on a Sam Browne belt. “Excuse me, ma’am, Mosquito Police.” In this area of Texas we have “mosquito districts” that are part of the county government. They are not as the word, literally applied would indicate, districts that are explicitly set aside for mosquitoes. I wish such districts existed as I would be certain not to visit. Actually, they are called “mosquito control districts.”

As I have mention a number of times before on this page the district in my county flies over in a couple of planes, usually it a Beechcraft King Air — if I am not mistaken. It is a twin-engine turboprop plane used as a “cropless duster”  that could probably blow the skivvies off a skinny gal 100 feet or so below on terra firma. The district also uses trucks that spray. The aforementioned Orange County also has spray planes and trucks. These brave pilots and ground sprayers, as well as those who test areas for mosquitoes, do as much as they can to get rid of these disease-carrying menaces. This area of the Gulf Coast has seen all types of mosquito-borne illnesses over time ranging from malaria and full-blown yellow fever. The latter reportedly killed about 100 people in the Jefferson County during an 1862 epidemic. West Nile has showed up here as well including some cases this year. No deaths have been reported so far but WNV has killed here before.

I probably don’t have West Nile. It’s probably no more than some kind of stomach disruption or IBS (I Bite Sheep). I don’t know. I do know to be vigilant and pretty much slather oneself with mosquito repellent, at least here where I live. Mosquito spray doesn’t always smell all that hot, but usually it’s at least better than Brut and most times will keep the skeeters at bay.

The National Flag and POW-MIA flags: First they’re up and then they’re down

This morning I walked into the local VA clinic for my quarterly blood work. It seems like it has been more than quarterly. The “Patient Aligned Care Team” or PACT as the VA calls my “health care staff,” mostly my nurse, has carefully been monitoring my diabetes. I am glad because I sometimes don’t pay as much attention to the disease as I should. To make a long story short, my A1C has dropped two points, to 7.1, which is a good thing. A1C refers to a blood test that measures your average blood glucose control for the past 2 to 3 months.

My health isn’t the real point of my story. While walking into the clinic, I just happened to notice, for no particular reason, that the U.S. flag and the POW-MIA flag below it, were flying high. If you aren’t familiar with the POW-MIA flag then read here. A provision was tacked on the U.S. Defense Authorization Act of 1998 that the POW-MIA flag be flown on certain occasions and that the flag at “VA medical centers to fly the POW/MIA flag on any day on which the flag of the United States is displayed.” The latter occasion would be what we here in Southeast Texas would call “pert near” every day. I don’t know why I looked up at the flag. Perhaps as referred to in our National Anthem, I was just checking to see  that “the flag was still there.” Fortunately I didn’t have to look up through the red glare of rockets or bombs bursting in air to gather that particular proof.

I left the clinic for an hour or so after my blood test and went back to the crib. Then it was time to return to the VA, fortunately only a mile or so traversing I-10, to see my nurse. By this time she hopefully had my blood work. I don’t think I looked up at the flag this time.

Leaving the clinic to put some items in my truck, I did notice the flags. This time they were flying at half-staff.  (Hint: If the flags are on ships they are referred to as at half-mast.) I had to return inside to wait on my prescription so I could have asked someone why the flags were at half-staff. I wasn’t confident I would find the answer anytime soon so I just waited to return home and look it up on “the internets,” as our jolly “Texan” ex-president George W. “Gee Dub-ya” Bush used to say.

I found out the reason why the flags were halfway up, or down” the flagpole by finding in my search — of all places — the Web site of Gov. Rick “Good Hair” Perry. He’s our governor here in Texas, which is always a cause for celebration because he won’t be president of the United States.

Perry has a “flag status” page on his official governor’s office site which said:

 “The President’s order below is lowering flags to half staff immediately through sunset on Friday.

 “According to the US Flag Code, no flag may be displayed higher than the US flag.  Any State of Texas flag appearing in a display with the US flag at half-staff should also be displayed at half-staff.”

 Following was a Proclamation from President Obama:

“BY THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

A PROCLAMATION

As a mark of respect for the victims of the senseless acts of violence perpetrated on August 5, 2012, in Oak Creek, Wisconsin, by the authority vested in me as President of the United States by the Constitution and the laws of the United States of America, I hereby order that the flag of the United States shall be flown at half-staff at the White House and upon all public buildings and grounds, at all military posts and naval stations, and on all naval vessels of the Federal Government in the District of Columbia and throughout the United States and its Territories and possessions until sunset, August 10, 2012.  I also direct that the flag shall be flown at half-staff for the same length of time at all United States embassies, legations, consular offices, and other facilities abroad, including all military facilities and naval vessels and stations.

SPECIAL INSTRUCTIONS:
US Flag will be Half-staff until Friday, August 10, 2012 – Sunset

Here is the law that allows such, from  4 u.s.c. § 7 m  , in case you don’t believe me and think I am a Commie and fascist thief like some Tea Party members have called me as of late.

I am sure the Prez will be criticized for ordering the flags at half-staff for the Wisconsin shootings. For some folks, nothing the current president does is right. That is, not as right enough for them.

The Secretary of State Hillary Clinton felt she needed to assure the Indian foreign minister that immigrants from that country or those of Indian descent are safe in the U.S. after the Wisconsin shootings of Sikhs.

This is in the wake of the worst mass shooting in U.S. history. That is, so far, at least.

Hey, guns don’t kill people. You know my feelings about guns. But doesn’t there seem to be a need to stop all the killing? Somehow, at least. I’m not saying take away guns, not that it could even happen. Do you perhaps believe the NRA has gone beyond their mission of protecting the Second Amendment?  The re-election of President Obama is not going to result in the “confiscation of guns.” There is no way that can happen. Be real. Think about where the funds Wayne LaPierre and his posse are going.

All of this from another wonderful day of vacation going to the VA clinic twice. Tomorrow, up way too early to ride the van to the VA hospital Houston so I can get some new diabetic shoes. I can hardly wait.

 

 

A long, twisted T.O. journey: Does it end in Seattle or is it already over?

Expect high gridiron drama in the Northwest this fall.

No, Coach Eric Taylor from “Friday Night Lights” — played by Emmy winner Kyle Chandler — is not headed for a chance to coach the Oregon Ducks nor even the Western Oregon Wolves for that matter. No indeed, the drama will be real and plenty if the past is an indication. Yeah buddy, we’re talking T.O.

Drama seems to follow Terrell Owens at every stop. Negotiations are under way so that the next stop on the T.O. Traveling Show is Seattle.

Like the proverbial bad penny, Terrell Eldorado Owens, might catch a pass in the NFL for the first time in almost 30 months if he signs with the Seattle Seahawks. And that possibility seems to be more than idle chatter right now. ESPN reports that the Seahwaks liked what they saw when T.O. worked out Monday. The star receiver, now 37 years old, was not offered any NFL deals last year after knee surgery. Owens ended up playing in a very contentious situation with the Allen Wranglers, an Indoor Football League team that is based just north of Dallas. The Wranglers released Owens, who is No. 2 on the list of all-time NFL career receiving yards, at 15,934, behind Jerry Rice, in something akin to a bad divorce. The Wranglers reportedly took the Jeep Wrangler the team had given him and evicted him from a house in which he was allowed to stay by the team.

Folks sometime get a shock when they recall just how prolific a receiver T.O. has been. No. 2 behind Rice? That’s ahead of receiving legends like Randy Moss and Cris Carter, Michael Irvin, Lynn Swann, Mike Ditka and Rocket Ismail. There is a reason though why Owens is sometime overlooked for his greatness. That reason is called “drama.”

What T.O. doesn’t create in the way of drama while playing for a team — he’s played for five teams — then that drama seems to follow him around.

Here is a list of his “antics” as called by About.com. It’s amazing someone had the time to research and write them up. A few stick out in my own head:

  • Star stealer — I remember driving back to Waco after a weekend out of town in Dallas in September 2000 . Driving the 90 or so miles down I-35E, I was listening to the Cowboys and 49ers game on the radio. Owens scored and then created a big fuss when he ran with the ball to mid-field and posed on the Dallas star. He repeated that action and got hammered by Cowboy free safety George Teague. That is pretty much Teague’s legacy as “Defender of the Star.” It pretty much was the start of the drama in the professional life of T.O.
  • Here you go — Owens scored a touchdown against what may be his sixth team in 2002 during a game in Seattle. He pulled a “Sharpie” out of his sock and autographed the ball, then handed it to his financial adviser who was sitting in the end zone luxury suite that was rented by the Seahawks cornerback he beat for the TD.
  • You damn dance stealer — T.O.  stole the dance of Baltimore Ravens linebacker Ray Lewis and performed it after scoring a touchdown.
  •  Return to the Star — Spending three seasons with the Dallas Cowboys, Owens managed to spread what was his signature discontent. In September 2006, while I was staying in Allen for awhile, I saw a breaking news story about T.O. being taken to the hospital after what was reported and seemingly verified in police reports to be a suicide attempt. Owens said he had a reaction taking supplements and pain pills, the latter turned out out to be hydrocodone.

T.O. finished a relatively (relatively speaking) calm season with the Buffalo Bills and was productive with the Cincinnati Bengals before suffering a knee injury. After failing to land a spot after knee surgery came the ridiculousness with the Allen Wranglers, which I suppose was not around when I spent about a half year in Allen in 2006. Still, Owens seemed to leave discontent wherever he has ended up.

I watch the USA Network television series “Necessary Roughness” although I have mixed feelings about it. I haven’t read anything to indicate that it is so but the main character “Terrance (T.K.) King,” a pro football receiver who regularly sees the Callie Thorne psychologist character, certainly seems as if it is based on Terrell Owens. Owens even showed up as a guest on a season finale show which threw a wrench in the works as far as I was concerned.

The way I feel about great pro football players is that they should go out at their zenith. Owens has had his stunts in reality TV. He has played in a Super Bowl. He is fourth in career NFL TD receptions along with his 2nd in reception yards. No doubt he is, or was, a great player. Maybe we will see if he had gone to the mountain top if he gets the gig with the Seahawks. Most often, Owens has come off looking like a caricature of himself. He has seemed a Typhoid Mary of discontent, a person one step removed from real greatness and whose attention seeking always seems to grab the better of him.

Could this be his chance, a real chance for greatness for Terrell Owens? Stay tuned. It hasn’t been a boring journey so far, albeit many times a sad one.

 

WWTD? The Teddy Bear War heats up

Imagine what Teddy Roosevelt might say — were he alive today — about the heightening tensions between Sweden and Belarus. Between Sweden and what?

Teddy might say “Bully” or he might say “Bullshit!” He reportedly didn’t like the nickname “Teddy.” Of course, were he alive today Roosevelt would be 154 years old and who knows what a 154-year-old ex president or anyone 1.5 centuries old would say or how they would say it. And Belarus? The former president might have known the history of the area known as Belarus, which was under the control of Russia until ceded to Germany during “The Great War.”

Nonetheless, the fuzzy-wuzzy Teddy Bear, a cozy little bear-like companion was named after Roosevelt in the wake of a Mississippi bear hunt. A bear had been tied up and was brought to the president after a hunt in which he yielded no black bear, according to a Wikipedia account. Roosevelt reportedly refused to shoot the animal but asked that the bear be put out of its misery. A political cartoon of the incident in The Washington Post led to the creation of the Teddy Bear.

As I mentioned a couple of days ago, almost 1,000 Teddy Bears bearing pro-democracy messages were dropped into Belarus by a couple of Swedish PR executives who flew in a small plane wearing bear masks. Okay, they could have been pig masks but I don’t think they were really pig because they were bombing Belarus with Teddy Bears. Some Synder’s of Hanover logic there, if you please.

Belarus has a man called Europe’s “Last Dictator” and a untold numbers of human rights groups have denounced the nation’s strongman, President Alexander Lukashenko. The country reportedly has a strong air defense system but, luckily, the Swedish (m)ad men from Studio Total flew under the radar. As a result, Lukashenko sacked his generals in charge of air defense and border security. Now, Belarus reportedly has expelled it Swedish ambassador.

What next a full-blown conflict? Meatballs versus dranki (potato pancakes)?