I learned along time ago not to hold my breath on medical stuff.
I experienced the worst with medical almost 40 years ago with my dad and his heart attack.
Then a year after he died (Friday was the 38th anniversary), I got diabetes.
Had he been alive when I got it, I think the military hospital would've had me on the right medicine from day one and I'd be in better shape now.
My mom didn't like going to the hospital, as my dad died there.
I understand that part of it, but if my dad was alive, my medical stuff would've been taken care of properly by my doctor's back then.
There were 2 medicines I should've been on and they were supposed to start checking my kidney's by the time I was 17 years old.
They didn't ever check my kidney's and the only type of insulin they had me on, took 12 hours to start working and it only worked for 18 hours. Yet, it was my fault according to them that my blood sugar was alway's high. Not that they didn't have me on fast acting insulin along with the long acting insulin.
If I could remember where in D.C. my records got sent to once I turned 21, I'd be a millionaire now. I have all the proof to sue our government for diabetic malpractice.
I just can't rememberwhere my dad said they stored medical records at after you lose your befits, as I was 9 and healthy, when he mentioned it.
My dad was a retired veteran, so I had benefits through him, until the day I turned 21.
I still can't believe that was over 28 years ago now.