There’s too much complaining, and yes I realize a percentage is warranted. But it was when I stopped complaining, stopped looking for what they were doing wrong, and started looking for ways to make the whole process easier for my husband that I started to find the VA more helpful than it had ever been. This is based purely on my experiences over the past several years…
My first bit of information is relax. This is not a fast process, and it’s not without its major irritants. When I first started taking care of my husband’s healthcare, I went in guns drawn and hackles up. I’d scoured the web for information and had started obsessing over watchdog sites and complainers. Yes, there are things wrong, but I’ve learned that people are quick to complain publicly but not so quick to sing praises. I’ve since smoothed my hackles and holstered my weapons. There is one goal in all this. That goal is to make my husband the healthiest he can be. His doctors want the same.
Speaking of doctors, your hands are not bound. You may request a new doctor if you don’t mesh with the primary care doctor you’ve been assigned. It may take time. Things are not fast in the VA. Your hands may not be tied but those who work there are bound by red tape that does muck up the works a bit. But don’t suffer through seeing a doctor you just don’t like. We requested a new doctor and had one the next appointment.
Speaking of appointments, keep them and keep up with them. Unlike in the private sector if you’re out for two years, you’ll have to start over. They drop you from the system and you’ll be assigned a new doctor at the closest possible VA. We are lucky in our area, we have two hospitals and a clinic between a half hour to an hour away. My husband is often times difficult to keep on track with his healthcare. He doesn’t like leaving the house, so he was dropped from the more convenient clinic down by the ocean. That’s our fault. His doctor was assigned a new veteran in his place, and that soldier needed care that my husband was not utilizing. It would have been so easy to get angry over this -and I did for a moment -, to convince myself that it was unfair, but who’s fault really? Ours.
If you can’t make an appointment, call. We’ve gotten in earlier due to cancelations. When needed, but not a life threatening emergency, getting in a week or two earlier might make all the difference in the world to a brother or sister. Be at your appointments or cancel them.
Speaking of making appointments, I go back to my original bit of advice. Relax. You’re calling a call center. It’s going to take at the very least a half hour. Sit yourself down with a piece of paper, a cup of coffee or wine depending, and expect to be on hold for a while. If you’ve got a speaker phone, use it. You can do other things while waiting to get through. When you do, be kind. The person on the other end of the phone is likely a veteran, and regardless they’re just doing their job.
I’m going to stop here and talk only to the veterans. If just cannot do this, if you cannot deal with the process, ask for help. You were never alone on the battlefield. Why would you insist on being alone on the home front? Ask a loved one, ask a trusted friend. Ask for help so you can get the help you need. There’s no such thing as a weak warrior.