Alice through the French Health Care System

I’ve been enrolled in the healthcare system in France since early 2015. In typical fashion (for me), I’ve been avoiding needing it. However, I’ve recently had some health concerns that require a doctor.

Healthcare in thiah_has country is so different from healthcare in the US…and not just for the obvious reasons. But before I start blogging about my healthcare excursions in France, let me start by saying that I have never enjoyed going to the doctor…ever. I have a history of mistrust with them, for some very good reasons. There is nothing more irritating than a know-it-all doctor who gives me no credit for knowing my own body, let alone credit for being able to understand the complexity of medicine, a doctor motivated by big pharma to prescribe garbage that doesn’t even address the core issues of illness, a doctor who slaps a diagnosis down with alarming inaccuracy and rolls his eyes at the possible validity of alternative means of well-being.

I realize not all doctors are like this (thank God), but far too many of them are. I avoid them like the plague…which I guess means I’d rather HAVE plague that see a doctor!

In the United States, I didn’t have any healthcare insurance for many years. I only worked part-time at a college and part-time for myself, so I was out of luck. Being healthy, it wasn’t much of an issue. I neither smoked nor drunk alcohol, I exercised daily, and I ate with my health in mind. Recently, I’ve seen a meme going around called MEDS: meditation, exercise, diet, and sleep. Those remain my first line of defense and have served me well.

I was in my transition to France at the time Obamacare became mandatory, so I managed to escape it for the most part. I won’t get into what I think of the Affordable Healthcare Act, so ineptly named. This is about France, after all.

But I do have one more US-related perception to address. I know people (I’m related to some of them) who believe that socialist healthcare as found in other countries is a horror of ineptitude and out-of-date practice with long wait-times and little to no freedom of choice. Granted, this perception is one mostly instilled by propaganda and the corporations in the US that don’t want to lose their moneytrain, but I was beginning to wonder after watching my husband deal with some medical concerns here. The jury has remained out in that regard.

But now, I have my own first-hand experience to share, and so I will.

Yesterday, I saw a general practitioner. My husband had to “encourage” me into keeping my appointment, and I knew I should just get it over with, but I really wanted to cancel. The days leading up to it, I had to keep my anxiety in check. Turned out, I had nothing to worry about. The doctor was a lovely woman with a direct but warm manner. I trusted her immediately. She fortunately spoke enough English for us to be able to communicate sufficiently, too.

I’ll be sharing more about my first appointment (okay, truthfully, it isn’t my first appointment…I’m trying to forget the first appointment…long story!) and subsequent experiences as a patient in France. Stay tuned…

 

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