The VA: We got medicine. Answers are a different story

Let’s talk about the Department of Veterans Affairs, the VA.

I have written quite a bit about the VA in this blog. Those reasons are economic and health-related. Plus, I also worked for a number of years as a reporter covering the VA and wrote a column about veterans issues that found its way to various newspapers across this country and other ones as well.

The VA manages to keep those patients who aren’t dying, or let’s just say dying sooner than later, alive, for the most part. The VA also has some good people who work for it. Of course, they also have some loafers who just draw a check as is the case in all professions. The department can be innovative in medicine and medical research. But one should not forget that the VA is a huge organization. It is the second largest executive department in the federal government behind the Defense Department.

Wars in Afghanistan and Iraq have brought a new generation of veteran to the VA and in ever-growing numbers. Many of those new vets come with special problems like severed limbs from roadside bombs and post traumatic stress. Combine those numbers with existing veterans, primarily those coming from wars of the last 20th century and now rapidly aging, and it is easy to see the many challenges faced by the Department of Veterans Affairs.

Still, the agency maintains quality care, for the most part, of its patients and the VA often meets its new challenges head on. For instance: VA Secretary Eric Shinseki announced last month that VA will beef up its mental health staffs nationally. A news release noted that this would mean 33 new clinicians and seven support personnel for the Michael E. DeBakey VA Medical Center in Houston, which serves the Beaumont-Port Arthur area in which I reside.

Shinseki, the former Army Chief of Staff who lost part of a foot from a mine in Vietnam,  noted at the time of the announcement: “ … as the tide of war recedes, we have the opportunity, and the responsibility, to anticipate the needs of returning veterans.” He is a man who faces many large problems at a time when next year remains an uncertainty due to the upcoming presidential election.

One thing about it, the big problems usually do not get ignored at the VA. With that said, sometimes the small issues do. I have a problem that is small when compared to the realm of VA affairs I have just mentioned. But I found as a reporter covering the VA that if one has a particular problem at the VA, then chances are so do a thousand more. My problem:

I am suffering a financial hardship as I write this and have had this health-related hardship for awhile. While my care is paid for at the VA, my prescriptions require copayments. As my health problems have grown, so have my prescriptions and the amount of copayments for a steady stream of medications. I have had the ability to file for waivers on my copayments. But recently these copayments have seemed more difficult to obtain and I had one such request denied late last year. I filed later waiver requests which were approved but then would receive bills the next month.

The VA now has a “call center” for all questions regarding billing, a function that once was handled by the local hospitals. Since this development it is much more difficult to understand just what the policies are when it comes to billing. I have asked, several times, for clarification and once thought I had  it. That is, until several of my recent paychecks from my part-time government job were offset, or garnished.

Previous calls to this center leave me with the impression that no one is really certain about the rules regarding waivers. One person told me I had to file a waiver each time I got a bill. My local patient advocate told me she had never heard of such a thing and said she did not have access to the policies regarding my problem and that I would have to talk with the advocates in Houston. A few weeks ago I was in Houston and stopped by the Consumer Affairs office to see the patient advocates. There were about five men waiting in the lobby along with me. Several men, whom I assume were the advocates, came and went from the offices without asking if anyone had been helped. I finally had to leave for another appointment.

Last payday, I had another offset although it was a very miniscule one. I called the billing center, which I learned was in Topeka, Kan., and finally got somewhat of an answer although it still didn’t get to the root of my problem. I was told that each hospital gets to set its policy on waivers. Some may be good for five months, others a year, perhaps some for even one month. Somehow that doesn’t sound right to me. In fact, it sounds pretty darned absurd. I will continue to search for what the “real” policies are. The VA sent me an e-mail saying someone would call me in the matter. This was more than a week ago.

I know people don’t like reading such long, complicated tales of woe as mine. Some folks will just chalk it all up to bureaucracy. It’s “Catch-22,” if you will.

 “Orr would be crazy to fly more missions and sane if he didn’t, but if he was sane he had to fly them. If he flew them he was crazy and didn’t have to; but if he didn’t want to he was sane and had to.” — From Catch-22 by Joseph Heller.

For those unexperienced with the VA bureaucracy it might seem ridiculous how an agency that helps so many and which comes up with such big innovations could portend nightmares when it come to that which seem such a small part of the picture. But it is true. The VA often has a handle on the big things — even though sometimes it is only after media or congressional pressure — though on many of the small things, not so much. This would not be such a major problem were it not for the fact that small things among tens of thousands of patients can easily multiply into something really, really big if left unchecked. I have said this phenomenon is like the idiom “Death by 8.5 million paper cuts.”

My little problem is just one. Imagine the number of small problems that exist at the VA. It’s mind-boggling. Yet, they need to be fixed too.

Note: I received a bill from the VA today saying I owe almost $400 in copayments last month. I talked with the call center, they said my balance was at zero but she suggested I file another waiver. I have the forms on the computer equivalent of speed dial.

Andy Griffith dead at 86

Hearing of Andy Griffith’s death today at 86 is kind of like learning a family friend died. I use the characterization of a “family friend” as opposed to ” … like hearing a friend died” as it seems more accurate. I grew up with Andy Griffith as a constant presence. I remember someone in my household bought his comedy album “What It Was Was Football” and I listened to this seemingly before “The Andy Griffith Show” aired for the first time in October 1960.

Andy Griffith in a publicity photo for “No Time for Sergeants.” Photo courtesy of Creative Commons and Wikipedia

It is complicated writing about someone who lived so many years and practiced his craft as an actor and comedian over the vast majority of my life. And, I’m 56. I will let the newspaper folks of today write their news obituaries, many of which are prepared years in advance. I wonder how many of those who write today about Griffith came from small towns and the times he did and, thus, can walk “a mile in his shoes?” This woman who went to school with Andy is excepted.

And it is more than a TV show that defines the body of work left by this man. I never saw his film debut in the now classic, “A Face in the Crowd” but have many times watched the hilarious “No Time for Sergeants” that he brought to film from Broadway to Hollywood. There aren’t many scenes funnier than the one in which Griffith as Will Stockdale gets a latrine ready for inspection by rigging the toilet seats to rise at attention while a nervous Pvt. Ben Whitledge, played fabulously by Nick Adams announces in the inspecting officers.

Generational figures like Andy Griffith are difficult to explain, so I won’t. All I can do is add a RIP and remember the laughs, the songs and the shows this towering figure left us. Thanks for truly entertaining us.

 

 

VA: Co-payment waiver problems? Listen up!

This afternoon I am working on a post that I intend to share with a wider “circle of friends.” I am experiencing some problems with my favorite government healthcare agency, the Department of Veterans Affairs and I believe that it is time for some action upon my part. So if I don’t post much or post much that is coherent — I mean more than usual — this week it is because I am working on something which may help address the issues I have with the VA. So what, you say, well after a number of years in reporting on the VA I found that if one person experiences some irritating problems then chances are thousands more also have similar troubles.

Meanwhile, veterans or families of veterans: if you are experiencing problems with medical and/or prescription waivers, please let me know and I will see if we can get something done. E-mail me right here!

The sky has never fallen like this ever in history

Enough of the Supreme Court ruling on the Obama healthcare plan already. I’m tired of all the talking heads, especially all the stupid talking heads, those talking heads who are dumber than dirt. Or maybe they are smart and are just acting dumb. Like Michelle Bachmann, for instance. The Minnesota congresswoman, whose Henny Penny-like assertion after the 5-4 decision, declared the world was coming to an end. Oh just shut up, will you? I know she didn’t say that but it’s close enough for government work.

“There is no basis in the Constitution for the government to have this level of history-making expansion of power,” whose campaign for the GOP presidential nomination failed. “Because what this means, for the first time in the history of the country, Congress can force Americans to purchase any product, any service that Congress wants them to, which determines the price and we are forced to, which is a denial of liberty.

“We will never be the same.”

Soooo melodramatic. Never mind all, if not most, states have varying forms of automobile liability insurance that is mandatory for drivers. The police where I live can instantly tell whether a car has insurance. If not, the police summon a wrecker and tow your car right on off. You will get a fine and have to pay to get your car out. You might even go to jail. I don’t know.

Enough. Enough I say. We will never be the same, she says. Although, it seems we were never all that much the same in the beginning.

Politicians, especially Republican ones, like to say “never before in history has this happened.” That is what is said after they don’t get their way on something. I don’t know if this is a tactic that has been used throughout history. ‘Scuse me because I have not had the time to make an intense study of political rhetoric as I did when I went to college and was required to do so. Yes, by God, they MADE me study political rhetoric. I was even taught about … shhhhh, don’t tell anyone … sex!

Never before in history has anyone ever made college students study political rhetoric and sex. I mean force them! Well, maybe not force them so much on the sex part. Or perhaps it was something taken on for extra credit. And more credit and more extra extra credit. Ad infinitum.

‘Scuse me while I eat my yogurt. It’s okay, it’s Carbmaster. Low carb and low fat. It’s actually “cultured lowfat dairy blend” as opposed to “uncultured lowfat dairy blend.” There is nothing worse than a herd of uncultured cows. That is something else I learned in college taking “Animal Husbandry” in which we were taught how animals can become good husbands. I flunked that one. No, I really neither took the course nor flunked it.

Seriously, I did take something called “The Single Person,” which was a sociology-like course that was taught in the Home Economics discipline. And I really did make an “A” on it. Now, 28 years later, I’m still single.

 “A man goes to knowledge as he goes to war : wide-awake, with fear, with respect, and with absolute assurance. Going to knowledge or going to war in any other manner is a mistake, and whoever makes it might never live to regret it.” — “The Teachings of don Juan (Matus)” by Carlos Castaneda.

I would be dishonest if I said I remember that passage after reading Castaneda so many, many years ago. I don’t know whether the old Indian shaman said this after eating peyote or what. The brujo  was unmarried too. But I don’t think he had to attend college to attain that status, although it might have helped. It isn’t hard to understand why don Juan wasn’t married. No, he wasn’t gay I don’t think. Now that’s the first thing people believe when you are a man of a certain age and aren’t married. That’s sad and definitely showing a lack of knowledge. That’s okay. Here, eat this peyote button and see if you can turn into a crow and fly away. I can’t say I ever tried peyote. It always kind of sounded rough around the edges.

What I am trying to say here is that you don’t have to attend college to exhibit knowledge. All you have to do is shut up and listen. Learn something and don’t say things like “The end is near” when you are trying to make some political point. I mean, heaven forbid, what if  it didn’t happen and you would look like a fool? Why, that’s something that’s never happened in the history of politics!

 

Why are those White House folks so damned quiet? Tell me! Tell me!

All political junkies and partisans from every which-a-ways are “chompin’ at the bit,” literally, if they are horses, to learn the Supreme Court decision on the President’s health care bill which will supposedly be delivered tomorrow. The Los Angeles Times has a piece on their Website titled: “White House unusually quiet before Supreme Court health care decision.” What are the White House folks supposed to do, jump up and down and act like fools and say “Hooo-weee, we will win, we will win? Or we will lose, we lose, we will lose. Or even we will halfway win and halfway lose, we will halfway win and halfway lose.” Holy mosquito. Yes, I know, all these newspaper people have an editor or editors pushing him or her for a story. Something has to be written, even if it is essentially a newspaper story about nothing.