No, I can't claim this as a scientifically provable general premise.NightMonkey wrote: Well you know the doctors you have met and I don't, but even if you claim this as a general premise, I disagree with it.
NightMoney, a quote in your post leads me to believe you're a doctor.
If this is true, I assume you've met many other doctors on a social basis.
But how many have you met as a patient, and as a patient suffering from a serious disease?
When you're an early stage cancer or cardiovascular disease patient, a compete practice (with a roster of surgeons, full diagnostic equipment etc) stands to make an easy 5 or 6 figures of income from you until you reach your "actuarial endpoint", aka death.
In a wildly competitive field like cardiology in NYC, a couple hundred grand per patient tends to focus doctors mind on the bottom line sharply.
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WEDNESDAY
Just a month ago, I had a pain in my calf when I walked.
Visiting my regular cardiology practice (it's a very large one, with 2 floors of specialists, diagnostic equipment, etc), I had an ultrasound.
The ultrasound revealed a 90% stenosis (blockage) of my inner femoral artery.
This ultrasound was on a Wednesday afternoon. An hour later, my regular cardiologist (who I love dearly and believe was acting in good faith), had me booked into NYU on Monday for an angioplasty/arthrodectomy and possibly a stent.
I was scheduled to meet the practise's interventional cardiologist (the man who would do the procedure) two days after the ultrasound, on that Friday.
I frantically studied the literature, learning as much as I could. Then I placed calls to four other interventional cardiologists, doctors who had headed decency large studies in peripheral artery disease.
Late Thursday night, I received a call; it was from a principal investigator (on at least 4 studies) and he told me: "There is no evidence showing that you have to rush into this. I'd give conservative treatment a try first"
FRIDAY (Law and Order's "Doink! Doink! sound)
Friday morning, I met with my practice's interventional cardiologist. He was charming, pleasant, and we had a detailed discussion about the procedure he was to perform.
At one point he said: "The worst that could happen is . . ." and started to list some post surgical complications.
I smiled broadly, laughed, and interrupted him: "Sorry to interrupt, doctor, but the worst that could happen is I end up dead."
He laughed with me, and said: "Oh that. (long pause) Yes, it's true, but let's not think about that for now. Besides, uh, that, the worst that can likely happen is . . ."
We ended the appointment cordially. As we walked out of his office, heading toward the main nurses/staff counter, I casually asked if there was any rush to do the procedure.
He said: No there wasn't.
AN ENCOUNTER AT THE COUNTER
By the time we reached the nurses counter, I was surrounded by sympathetic nurses, other doctors, and even my utrasound tech.
They handed me a bunch of pre-surgical forms, and began explaining what I should expect on Monday.
I protested: "There's no rush to this, so I don't want surgery right now"
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Sudden silence.
You could actually feel the air in the room change.
My cardiologist pulled over my interventionist and softly hissed: "We need to talk about this."
Knowing that I'd need a CD copy of my ultrasound for the other doctors I was going to meet, I asked for a copy from a tech.
With barely concealed anger, she replied: "It'll take 48 hours or more. And that's from Monday."
This would mean that for two of the doctor I had booked on Monday, the critical diagnostic ultrasound CD wouldn't be ready.
So, I lied: "But it's for Dr X. (Their interventional cardiologist) He said he needed a copy."
The tech's face brightened up: "Oh, if your keeping this in-house, I'll have a copy ready in 10 minutes"
A HAPPY ENDING, FOR NOW
End of story: all the other doctors I had booked agreed that there was no rush. Conservative therapy (no surgery, exercise, weight loss, change of diet, statins)), was the right choice for now.
When I related my tale of being surrounded by the doctors, nurses and staff at my original practice, and their palpable group "push" to have me in surgery on Monday, the principle investigator (who had called me late Thursday night, and had literally saved me from unnecessary surgery}, laughed and said.:
"Most cardiology practices in the city are like aggressive car dealerships. Once your in the showroom, you're not leaving with out buying a car."
My co-pay is only $15 but my annual premiums (negotiated through a huge union) run many thousands. And the doctors receive much more than my co-pay.NightMonkey wrote:This is the consumer expecting the very best products/services and expecting to get them for "chicken feed".
Ever wonder what happened to those patients? (holding out my two hands to you): "Well, Neo. The Blue Pill or the Red Pill?"NightMonkey wrote:It took me two years to learn to winnow those customers out of my active customer list.
Businessman first . . . or doctor first?
I've been successful at it for thirty years. Believe it or not, a number of the very best clinicians in the world . . . choose doctor first.NightMonkey wrote:But I do wish you the very best in working your way through the system and getting top notch help at a reasonable price.