Monthly Archives: June 2016

Racial bias in pain assessment and treatment recommendations, and false beliefs about biological differences between blacks and whites — [Modern Times]

Racial bias in pain assessment and treatment recommendations, and false beliefs about biological differences between blacks and whites – Black Americans are systematically undertreated for pain relative to white Americans. We examine whether this racial bias is related to false beliefs about biological differences between blacks and whites (e.g., “black people’s skin is thicker than […]

via Racial bias in pain assessment and treatment recommendations, and false beliefs about biological differences between blacks and whites — [Modern Times]

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The impact of Racism on health

During this Reconciliation week, we cannot overlook the constant racism that is faced by Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people.

I have seen on twitter, comments from those who say that no apology is needed. A commentator talking about an Aboriginal Senator and walk about. This constant bombardment of hate and ignorance has an effect on us.

We have had the psychological impact research and reported on many times over the years . If you want a quick summary of this Check out NACCHO

https://nacchocommunique.com/2014/02/28/naccho-aboriginal-health-and-racism-what-are-the-impacts-of-racism-on-aboriginal-health/

Why should we be treated like second class citizens? Why should our humanity be overlooked in the name of supremacy?

Imagine you deal with racism everyday. that it isn’t a luxury that enters your mind when you do diversity training or cultural awareness training. What are the impacts on your mind and your soul, when you face every day the anger, annoyance and misunderstanding and hatred of those who hold the power? Then put yourself in the shoes of a terminally sick patient.

How would you cope if you were facing cancer or any other major illness and you didn’t just have to worry about your health and your family, you had to worry about if you would get the right treatment because of your skin colour. You have to face the opposition of those who will tell you your beliefs are wrong and not aligned with the majority.

You cannot just put all your energies into getting well. You worry about if you are going to be treated like other patients. If you are going to have to face the hurdles of racism. The littlest thing can have a huge impact. Little things like urine testing and having a nurse in the toilet with you to make sure you don’t put blood in the sample, so that you can get stronger drugs. Yes the implication there is that all Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people use the hospital system to get drugs.  Many Of Australia’s Original people face time in a hospital emergency without pain relief, again with the mistaken belief that we are all out to get drugs.

So many of my people have had bad experiences in hospitals, because of racism. It is not just the individual being racist, it is the institution being racist. The dare I say it racial profiling of people, has meant people are denied medications, denied hospital beds, because you see, we are all drunks and only need to sleep it of. But for many that is the long eternal sleep that happens.

I guess I want the medical institutions and the individuals to think about other people and their humanity. Think about the reality of the Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander persons life. Maybe put themselves in the others shoes and then see how they would like to be treated.

 


Racial bias in pain assessment and treatment recommendations, and false beliefs about biological differences between blacks and whites — [Modern Times]

Racial bias in pain assessment and treatment recommendations, and false beliefs about biological differences between blacks and whites – Black Americans are systematically undertreated for pain relative to white Americans. We examine whether this racial bias is related to false beliefs about biological differences between blacks and whites (e.g., “black people’s skin is thicker than […]

via Racial bias in pain assessment and treatment recommendations, and false beliefs about biological differences between blacks and whites — [Modern Times]


Disabled and Homeless

It is hard to live with a chronic or terminal illness at the best of times but when the government does a clamp on the Disability Support, well it becomes down right impossible for many.

I have been lucky to have a picked up some work, but trust me it is hard to get a job when you have a brain tumour, but it is harder to survive on the pension when your medical bills are so high. I listened on the radio to a person talk of how they cannot get the pension as they have worked for a couple of years, but now it has taken it’s toll and they can’t work anymore. The person is a quadriplegic and surely should be able to get on the pension, but no they can’t. This surprised me as surely there should be no question that this person is eligible.

I was at a disability group meeting and mentioned the story and was shocked to find many people have had the same trouble and some who had been on the pension for many years were told that they were healthy enough to get a job.

What is happening to the county when we know that the rising number of homelessness and poverty are creating a strain of social services, but think about being homeless with a disability. How would you feel if you had no money for rent, food or you medication and you were kicked out of your home. We often hear the stories of those with mental health issues slipping through the cracks and being homeless, but soon we are going to see physical disabilities in our homeless.

I know many people think that the injured disabled vet begging on the street is a sight for other countries, but we are getting closer to it here in Australia. Many women who are over 45 face being homeless. I have been homeless with my children because of the high cost of living.

I had to couch surf with two daughters, my son had to couch surf at his friends places, all because I couldn’t find affordable housing for myself and my children. That is not even taking into account my high medical bills, I know the colour of my skin also played a part in the problem.

But more and more people are becoming homeless, more and more people who should be able to get a disability support pension are denied it. Where is our humanity to our fellow country men? How do you pay high medical costs, without the benefit of a healthcare card? Having a health problem is sending many people broke. It is not a case of having private health insurance, because Lord knows, we have all heard the stories of people complaining that as the bills get higher, the help from those companies gets less and less.

The sad reality is we live in a society that uses crowd funding and local fundraising to help people pay their medical bills. That is not the way a society should be.


How much more must I take

I sit here crying, crying about my lot in life, crying about the arguments with my children. The usual stuff I guess, they don’t do enough around the house, they expect me to do everything and yet I get so little in return.

I have been mother and father to  my children. I have had to do everything, by myself, struggle for the money to pay for school, shoes, clothes etc. I don’t have someone else to take the heat when they get cranky at me. I am alone in this. Yes many people know what it is like to be a single parent and have the other parent do very little for their offspring. But when you put this with a cancer it becomes unbearable at times. I have to be strong for my children. I have no shoulder to cry one, no one to help me carry the load. Yes I have good family and friends who help, but lets be honest they have problems and lives of their own.

What brought this on? Well apart from a bit of a shitty week end dealing with teenage attitudes, I read this letter from a reader.It just made me cry, so sitting here at my work, I am crying and going to share this story with you.

This woman is so brave, in fact brave doesn’t cover it she is a woman that I hope we will all send our love and hope to. I hope that you please contact me again, so that I can actually offer you some proper support and see what can be done to help you. You have my love, admiration and prayers.

 

I have four kids and I don’t know how to cope with them anymore. I have had breast cancer, had both breasts removed, had so much surgery and had chemo, radium and any other therapy you can think off. it has been going on for ten long years, I want a rest from it. I want to die before it gets any worse, if that is possible.  My kids are not helping me at all. I have talked to counsellors they say it’s normal, they are acting out, they are not coping with the mum being sick. Well fuck that, mum isn’t coping with being sick. 

I have to get up in the morning and make sure my kids get off to school and to their jobs. If I am too sick to move then my kids will stay in bed, when they do get up eventually, I am the problem, I ddinn’t get them up in time. My son has had two jobs and he can’t keep them, he gets in late, if I don’t push him out the door, he has a lot of days off, because he can’t cope. My other son sleeps all the time but can be up all night playing on a game, but can’t get himself to work, this is another of my problems I have to yell and yell to get him up. Alarm clocks don’t work, they need a mum clock and they then complain that I am a bad mum for the way I yell at them.

My two girls are in school and they do the same, I have to rouse them up for school and make sure they have breakfast and organise the lunch for everyone. After I had my surgery I was having to do the washing and cleaning in the house, they sit back and maybe do a bit of something but it is not enough.

I am always broke, I can’t afford to pay rent and the medical bills, visits to the doctors and everything that a mum is supposed to do. the kids are meant to pay me board and lodgings,but I am lucky to see that. then they always need to borrow off me, well it isn’t borrowing, because that would mean they have to pay me back, which never happens.

I keep talking to the counsellors about this and I always get told that they have lived wtih seeing their mum, the rock of their world slowling getting sick and they can’t cope with it, and by this acting out they are not trynig to make me suffer, but are trying to make me the one that keeps everything going. Well how long do I have to do that? I know I am going to die soon and my kids won’t  be able to cope, they will just do nothing and probably lose the house and evertying in it, probably hock things to pay the bills.

Maybe you think that I am over reacting, maybe you think that I have the worst kids in the world. But I need help and I need it now. How do I make my children not drain me anymore than they are? I have spoke to other women going through breast cancer and they ahve the same problems with kids, but they atleast have a husband to help them. I don’t my kids dad walked out when the youngest was a baby to go and live with his white mistress. THey are very happy now, have a couple of kids, shame he forgets about the first lot of kids he had. I would love for him to step up and take a bit of strain off me and deal with his kids, even take them for the odd week end. I have actually asked him to take the kids during one of my hospital stays, but he couldn’t as his family was going to Bali.

I am hurting over this, I love my kids, but I don’t think I should be around them, as I am worried that they will kill me. Do I just walk out the door and give my kids over to the department so that I can get well. Are there any groups that help with this or can even help me with food and just doing some cooking and helping to clean. I want to stay alive for my kids, they are my world but I am scared of what will happen. I think sometimes that the parents who commit suicide are in the samee place I am in. Those that die too soon of cancer when ever one expects them to survive are pushed into an early grave by this.

An old woman told me that it’s not our way to deal with cancer or to talk about it. That it is death to us, I think I know what she means, we don’t know what to do and we don’t get the help and maybe the help isn’t out there for us. I don’t know what to think. I just want my kids to help me to get better no to help me get to the grave.

Please help me with any advice about who I can turn to