Showing posts with label medical tourism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label medical tourism. Show all posts

Thursday, March 10, 2011

So Much for Tijuana

I've visited what seems like millions of "Medical Tourism" websites and haven't had any success.  I emailed the facility in Tijuana and I got a reply which implied they could help me.  I started to feel encouraged but a bit apprehensive, after all Mexico isn't the safest place to travel these days.  I did a search for reviews of the place and I only found one which was terrible. I found some other agencies and emailed them for information but all of the replies read that they were very sorry they wouldn't be able to help me.  It seems that most of the medical tourism agencies only do business with facilities who specialize in major surgeries or cosmetic surgery.

I was supposed to have had a long overdue doctor's appointment yesterday.  I never did get a response from my doctor after leaving two messages and a note.  I called the day before my appointment and left yet another message.  I wanted to know if she had contacted the Rhumatologist as promised during my last appointment which was about a month ago.  If she hadn't, then there would be no point in my coming in and paying $77 for an office visit.  Someone from the clinic called yesterday morning to say that my doctor had not spoken to the Rhumatologist because he had been "out of town" but was due back that day.  She had planned to call him later in the day, so there was no point in my coming in until she had spoken to him.  I made a new appointment.  So I wait in weakness and pain for another week.

This has been a hard week.  I've been particularly weak and short of breath.  My shins and forearms have been very sore, actually every part of my body has been sore.  I'm feeling depressed and discouraged.  I don't know what to do.  Thank goodness I have my crochet, something I can do laying down, or I would probably go insane.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Next Stop... Tijuana

My husband's mother has been stabilized and discharged from the hospital.  She's staying with one of her sons until she's well enough to go home, so my husband has spent several days on the mainland with her.  My mother has been visiting and was able to help me care for my daughter as well as help with housework while my husband was gone.  I realized suddenly that if my husband were ever gone for an extended period of time, I wouldn't be able to care for our daughter alone in my current condition.  After my mom left yesterday I started seriously thinking about having to move closer to my family.  I thought with profound sadness that I may have to leave this island that I love so much and move back to NJ, a place I do not love, even though I was born and raised there. This notion filled my heart with such sadness that I cried.  I don't know how I would mentally survive such a move back to the Gotham City gloom that is New Jersey.

I have an appointment with my doctor next week.  If she gives me the same run-around, I'm moving on to plan B.  I've found a treatment center in Tijuana that specializes in fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue, etc.  I cannot afford treatment in the US anymore.  I had started researching treatment in other countries through the somewhat new field of  "Medical Tourism" when I discovered the treatment center in Mexico.  I've emailed them for more information.