Roger Van Zant wrote: ↑Wed Dec 04, 2024 1:05 am
RetireJapan wrote: ↑Tue Dec 03, 2024 10:25 am
Wales4rugbyWC23 wrote: ↑Tue Dec 03, 2024 10:05 am
I think the most important thing when you are in your mid-seventies is having access to a good health system and I think Japan has that in spades whether you compare it to the UK, USA or the Philippines.
Not sure I would write off The Phillippines. They have international hospitals for tourists similar to Thailand. Thai international hospitals are probably way better than Japanese normal ones
I also worry about having access to a good health system in retirement here in Japan.
There are some good Japanese doctors around (the ones who studied abroad, if only for a year or two), but most scare me with their lack of up-to-date knowledge and their "medicine-by-numbers" approach.
If my last visit to a hospital was in a sit-com it would be considered too far fetched. Placing to one-side I'm famously unfortunate, I went to the local place recommended by my partner(or "future carer" as I call her..). I actually bailed on my first attempt as the queue was quite literally out the door.
When I did get in I reduced the waiting room average age by about 10 years.(And I'm including the staff in that.).
The doctor was basically a living trope, an amalgamation of all that is wrong with medicine here. Starting with.. "Doctor is god" (awful)...
I did manage to get many x-rays and and MRI out of it. Then he looked at the MRI like a dog trying to read Latin.
Actually, I'm not sure if he even was a doctor. If you've had the pleasure of seeing the movie(and Hi-Ace drivers ed video) "The Cannonball Run".
He's THAT doctor. And he injected me. Urghh.
But the worst part was the 15 minutes trapped in the MRI annex (replete with visible rat poison and traps.) when the MRI attendant (and aspirational physician) regaled me with endless nihonjin-ron with a some genuinely concerning ayran undertones.
This wasn't even my worst medical experience of the year. (I have a dentist with boundary issues..)
Looking back over the past 2 and a half decades all my interactions fall somewhere between the banality of Only when I laugh (along with the 1970's practices and decor.) and something genuinely unnerving like the Green Wing or The Marathon man...
Obviously I've never received any meaningful diagnosis or treatment so I wait for retirement when I can join the zombie hordes who seem to take to a 'sit-in protest' approach to receiving treatment. Or maybe they think they'll benefit form others' treatment by osmosis...
Anyway. Unless the Philippines are still practicing blood letting I'm open to it...