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The Great Exploitation Proliferation Chapter 10 (Post date: Oct. 17, 2009)

As a child, my beloved grandmother used to give us "medicine" A spoon full of some natural extract that we called cough syrup. She used to make sassaphras tea. I remember that I would've taken anything from my granny because whatever my granny gave me was good and trusted. Of course, my innocence played a big part to my gullible outlook. Growing up allowed me to transform that same trust over to my school, my neighbors, employer and my government. Disappointments and the eroding of that trust is what makes us thinking adults. Instead of being lead by so called "experts" in their field. We acquire a foundational education that allows us to become more educated about the world we live in. I've seen many shocking disasters befall my friends, family and myself. I personally had a lit sparkler stuck in my eye one 4th July as a child. *OUCH* Yes, from what I can remember it was painful. I woke up in the hospital with multiple eye drops sizzling down in my eye. I was too young to be concerned with blindness.

I assumed my sister was more hurt with regret over her accident, that nearly blinded me, than I was about my own eye. Blessed and fortunate, the doctors used their skills and my mother used her prayers to save my sight in both eyes. I'm thoroughly grateful to the medical staff that treated me that day.

Years later, my fondness of hospitals decreased as family and friends were admitted into hospitals for one reason or another. I was very fortunate to have not spent one night as a patient (child or adult) in the hospital with exceptions of staying with my daughter. My brother, on the other hand, spent many nights in the hospital and he had barely reached adulthood when he found himself on his death bed with a 12 hour life expectancy. One hospital vaguely diagnosed him and sent him back home. The family was shocked because clearly something was still wrong. The whites of his eyes were green flourescent and his urine reportedly the color of dark tea. I'm not going to say what the illness was, but three different hospitals and a 12 hour count down on a donors list later, salvation came in an organ donation. One hospital was totally incompetent or plain cruel. Another lacked specialization but was skillful enough to properly diagnose him and resourceful enough to refer him to a regional health-care facility that specialized in his healthcare needs. Hospitals have hardworking commendable staff and administration that do their best to save lives.

However, hospitals are a business. Insurance companies facilitate the business between hospitals and pharmaceutical companies who distribute medications that do not cure, but treat symptoms of illness. The skills required to be a physician are unmatched and vital to the survival of many Americans. Where has American healthcare gone wrong? Big business has corrupted the art of dietetic treatments to cure human ailments with the experimental fallacies of science and chemistry. Just look at the modifications of the hippocratic oath.

Old version states:

I will apply dietetic measures for the benefit of the sick according to my ability and judgment; I will keep them from harm and injustice.

I will neither give a deadly drug to anybody who asked for it, nor will I make a suggestion to this effect. Similarly I will not give to a woman an abortive remedy. In purity and holiness I will guard my life and my art.

Updated version reads:

I will remember that there is art to medicine as well as science, and that warmth, sympathy, and understanding may outweigh the surgeon's knife or the chemist's drug. 

I will not be ashamed to say "I know not," nor will I fail to call in my colleagues when the skills of another are needed for a patient's recovery.

Clearly there is a change in oaths do to updated surgical techniques and breakthroughs in technology. These breakthroughs have allowed transplants and specialization treatments that were in time past unavailable. Technology allows physicians to further extract from and dissect the human body without killing it and to medicate the bodies reaction to trauma until the body heals itself. Preventative methods such as dietetic measures have taken the back burner. Reasons not governing the prerogative of the physician, but rather of those who administrate the distribution of the medication.

Insurance companies are incredibly lucrative in our day and time and medication is overflowing in poor and inner-city communities. Prescribed medication is massively abused recreationally and some have been found more lethal than any ailment that is to be treated. How has these things come about? How did poor and uneducated people get drugs such as oxycotton, xanax, or lortabs, just to name a few? Let's spotlight the history of the insurance company, the hospital administration so that we can define the thin line between a healing place and big business. To be continued... Chapter 11