Health care and education are IMO the next two major car wrecks coming for America. Both are like patients with similar symptoms (indicative of the general disease of America.) - They treat the customers like replaceable widgets - Costs are spiraling out of control. ($2-3000/day hospital, $3.4 TRILLION in total health spending [this equals the entire federal budget]) - Doctors / teachers often don't seem to communica…
It’s not relearning but making sure you get the facts from a primary source. The ICU motto is ‘trust no bastard’ - if you rely on what is written down without asking the patient directly, can you be sure that it is correct? I have personally come across many instances where what has been recorded is inaccurate or misses important details that careful questioning elicits. I will always take my own history from a patie…
This is just how records like this work, frequently contextually or globally incorrect, I don't think it's really a matter of malpractice, at least not in relative terms; though I guess they could do better, like recording that staff had witnessed me collapse (!) two times (one in the waiting room, one in the halls) before they left me sitting in some random chair in a hallway for a couple hours, during which time I passed out a third time, scaring the bejesus out of the others waiting there, none of whom were patients.
Hospitals aren't really all that great at paying attention anywhere, as far as I can tell; the U.S. has the most discerning customers (and to some extent, some of the last remaining customers in the developed world). In the U.S. you might have some hope of complaining about service like I received, for example how the triage nurse spilled what looked like about 200ml of my blood all over my arm and the floor while drawing a sample at intake, or that when somebody finally called me to the the first room, she didn't even wait for me to get to the locked door (which I failed to do, because I collapsed half way there and needed to be wheeled in, mostly helped by random bystanders) before turning and walking back to sit down behind the desk (not at the desk), where I saw her playing on her phone.