Archives for January 27, 2008

Don’t treat the old and unhealthy, say doctors – Telegraph

Aah, the Panacea of Socialized medicine: the eventual realization that you can’t pay for everything for everyone, then rationing ensues.

Don’t treat the old and unhealthy, say doctors – Telegraph
Doctors are calling for NHS treatment to be withheld from patients who are too old or who lead unhealthy lives.

Smokers, heavy drinkers, the obese and the elderly should be barred from receiving some operations, according to doctors, with most saying the health service cannot afford to provide free care to everyone.

Fertility treatment and “social” abortions are also on the list of procedures that many doctors say should not be funded by the state.

The findings of a survey conducted by Doctor magazine sparked a fierce row last night, with the British Medical Association and campaign groups describing the recommendations from family and hospital doctors as “outĀ­rageous” and “disgraceful”.

About one in 10 hospitals already deny some surgery to obese patients and smokers, with restrictions most common in hospitals battling debt.

Can’t wait for socialized medicine here. UPDATE: Yes, that’s sarcasm.

Scrub Fashion: A Polite Request

In the medical field, way way before my time, doctors wore coats and ties, nurses wore starched bleached-white uniforms, and all was right with the world (I’ve seen the movies). Times change.

Now everyone wears scrubs at work, and I get why: easily cleanable, comfortable, and usually they help to cover an array of bodies that are better left unseen (and I include myself in that category).

At least, that’s how it used to be. I don’t know what’s changed in the last few years in the scrub design world, but scrubs are now, well, ill-fitting, or more specifically too revealing. Frankly it looks like a plumbers’ convention in the hospital these days, and crack is what some of the patients take, not something any co-worker wants to see, or should wish to display. I’ve seen all the multicolor thongs and undies I ever want to.

Yes, this makes me an old coot, and I’m okay with that, lets all just endeavor to keep our underwear choices a secret at work.