Ireland and two tier health system - the reality

i think i can safely say i am in the real world.
i think i can safely say i now understand the health system in Ireland but actually after shocks are occurring all the time, since the first shock and i am sure i am built now on a fault line.

this means the shocks and the fault plates will move more and more i will be constantly buffeted about.

i hope i have used the right terminology but i ought to get down to the nitty gritty.
The Irish health system.
many a commentator has said 'its dysfunctional'
many have also said 'its not fit for purpose.'

how many can say it from the other side of the lens, PEOPLE are suffering in this health system.
that is not what a health care provider is actually supposed to do!
increase the suffering!

well the Irish one does.

two tiers means that those with money have not a cotton picking idea of what i talk about, suffering related to a heath system from hell.
simply because they pay for it.

If i had the money i would too.
but i do not.

with money many thing could have come to me in a far better way and speedily.
many doctors would have treated me better and treated me rather than leave me to die.

money the evil.
well it is, because when you base a system on money we know full well what happens.

if i had the money i could have by now received the following:

Access to the consultants who could tell me more about my rare disease rather than waiting apprehensively first for the granting of funding to have me travel abroad courtesy of the Irish state.
access to the consultants who would speak to me on the phone if i was in  trouble.
they do this regularly if you pay for their services, if you do not, then you have to wait for the once in six months visit, and even that can go very pear shaped 'its getting very late.'  as a doctor once say at the end of HIS very busy day.

if i had money NO HSE official would DEMAND what i do with my own private home, they wouldn't dare and they wouldn't be on the scheme in the first place to demand this.

again, if i had the money i would be able to fund a bath chair for my bath.
and a proper wheelchair.

i could pick up the phone and ring a certain company and say deliver that wheelchair tomorrow will you, and they could and they would/
but being 'public' i am still waiting three and a half years.
i wait over six years for a pair of shoes, and even then we have the orthopedic guy and the physio arguing over who will measure my short leg.

if i had the money i could have all manner of people measure this blasted shorter leg.

in three and a half years i have five pages of HSE personal names, just the names written in a list, who have been involved in my health care.
these are people starting with An Taoiseach, the Department of Health, the Head of primary care and the Heads of all the divisions of health, the heads of all the various disability groups, the charity organisations dealing with my disabilities, the assessors of people with disabilities, and doctors, nurses and many personal assistants of managers of health care services.
now all these would mean only a foreign language if i had money.
you ring up the company 'could you deliver that wheelchair today or tomorrow' and it would and it could.
but not if you are in the public health centre.

when you are in THAT, personality counts.
if you are hated you are fucked.
if you are liked things will go better for you.

i am hated so i am fucked.
so far i have been denied - sofa risers, a bath chair, a wheelchair and a proper wheelchair assessment and i have been battling for a good three years now from an organisation from hell.

but if i had money these small short phone calls i would make to the person i badly needed a service from, would be pleasant and courteous.

mine turn out to be rude, suggestive, denigrating and denial.
three and a half years of it.

i am sick of it all.
its hard to beat it for a health service when i can be driven to despair by the one i have, from hell.
why do people not say anything.
well we don't and that's it.
there is value of moving on, but i have to agree firstly, Irish people accept all this.
and i doubt all are in the public health system or private.
we accept this shoddy, despicable way of dealing with sick clients.
I do believe as the fault plates shift from under me and make me violently sick, that its known our health system for what it is.
cruel, a chaotic mayhem of man eats dog and dog eats rat.
its known that its got to the point that sick bowls are not allowed be ordered for the primary care centre.
its known their photocopier has broken down.
its also known that its so awful to even work in the system that people are leaving in droves.

i want it stated, if its known, then why do we put up with it?
why are people not protesting?
why do we accept all this?
is it because the stronger are bought to stay quiet about it and the least able suffer on because there are few choices, none in fact.

i hope i can make a difference to those who cannot speak up, when i say to the HSE, i am not having a good time and that is putting it mildly.
i wake shaking (fault plates) and thinking of the hse and i go to bed nightly thinking of the hse and the shock waves come at me even then.
the hse is an organisation so out of control it hardly now can be considered 'good for your health'
it isn't.
its bad.
its very bad.