There was that moment of dread when I felt all alone in a hotel room on the east coast of the United States with a pair of lungs filled with fluid, seven hours away from my badly need dialysis appointment. Sleep was supposed to be my cure, and I couldn’t believe how badly it had failed me. I flirted with …
Who is representing the consumer in this NHI debate?
As The Bahamas embarks on the implementation of national health insurance I wonder if I am the only one feeling clueless. I’d really like to know who is representing the consumer’s interest in this NHI debate. I feel somewhat ashamed to admit that as a consumer I have no idea what the hell is going on in this NHI debate. …
Imagine if you stopped being able to pee
Please don’t offer me anything to drink: My daily struggle with liquid poison I was at a party on the weekend standing by myself. A guy approached me trying to make conversation. He looked at the cup in my hand and asked, “What are you drinking?” Presumably he wanted to buy me a refill. I said: I’m not drinking anything; …
Peace of mind has a price: In Trinidad I had to pay
I never realized how expensive peace of mind could be before my health insurer kicked me off my policy. Of all the things I took for granted before dialysis, health insurance was definitely one of them. When I tore my ACL in high school I had insurance to assist with the surgery and physiotherapy. When I learned I had an …
Breaking the ice with a cold sweat, diarrhea and cramps: How I met my first friend on dialysis
If I could have ripped it out I would have, but the tube connecting me to the machine was also connected to my heart. The cramping pain was so intense I just wanted it to stop. I was new on the unit, but the other patients were familiar with the struggle. They watched me, no doubt, feeling sympathetic as I …