When I grew up, we had one doctor who fulfilled almost all medical care needs of our family. The doctor had his clinic in the next building in the same compound. If I got hurt while playing, I would go confidently and directly to ‘Doctormam’ – Doctor Uncle in my mother-tongue – even if we had no money in our pocket. I never saw him hurried, he went about his work humming some barely audible tune under his breath.
· For lacerations, he would carefully
clean the area, apply tincture of iodine after telling me how brave I was, so I
braced for the sting, then apply an ointment (Furacin) topped by cotton and
sticking plaster.
· If the problem was a cut on the skin,
say on the eyebrow, he would make me lie down on his examination bed, clean the
wound and take a needle and thread and stitch and dress the wound carefully. Within
a week, after one or two dressing changes, there would be a slight scar that would
vanish as I grew up.
· If the problem was a fever, after his
examination and using a mercury thermometer, we would have to go to a cubicle
net to the doctor’s cabin where a compounder dished out a mixture (we called it
carminative mixture) in a translucent green glass bottle, on one side of which
he would cut and stick a dosage indicator strip based on the doctor’s
instructions.
· If there was a dislocation or a
fracture of an arm or a leg, the doctor would treat it in his clinic, with a
Plaster of Paris cast, where appropriate.
· If the patient was too weak to visit
the clinic, or there was some other reason that forced us to request a visit, he
would visit our home within a few hours for a modest visit fee. He came
carrying a doctor’s leather brief case packed with all tools of his trade.
Given the wide variety of ailments and conditions that
our family doctor routinely treated, his ‘catchment’ area was a mere 20-25
surrounding buildings with around 300-500 households. It was sufficient to ensure
that he was busy all the time. It was a rare day when his clinic did not have 3-4
patients waiting outside his cabin in the waiting area while he treated one during
consulting hours.
Our doctor’s main work was running the maternity
clinic attached to his consulting room, where patients came in for pre- and
post-delivery consults, treatment and delivery. He always had 2-3 ‘sisters’ who
would hang on to his every word and do his bidding.
Over a few years after our family doctor passed on, without
our realising it, the model of medical practice changed. His son had become a “Gynaecologist”
– he was no longer our “family doctor”. We then started going to different specialists
for various problems. One big difference I barely noticed: We
always had to go to these doctors’ clinics/ hospitals; they never visited us. All Doctors (even GPs) had at some point simply
stopped doing house calls, no matter how dire the patient’s need was.
This is how it seems to me and came home to me forcefully in 2007: My father was
diagnosed with an incurable, aggressive cancer with very poor prognosis – death
within a few weeks. The treating surgeon in the hospital suggested we might
consider taking him home to die (which I later learnt was not because of his empathy,
but because he did not want his record besmirched by having a patient die under
his care). We hired a hospital bed and brought him home. But he was in extreme
pain and groaned if we touched him. So we first asked the treating doctor, then
another doctor whose consulting room was very near where we lived, and finally my
father’s GP of over 10 years, to come home and administer him morphine to
relieve the pain. We told them to name their price, and that we would pick them
up and drop them back. They all refused
saying that they did not do house calls. My father died in unrelieved
excruciating pain for a few days while we watched helplessly. The medical profession
did not help, and we could do nothing. Then we had difficulty getting a death
certificate because he died at home and was technically not under the direct treatment
of any doctor for the last few days before he died.
I think the late 70s and early 80s mark the period
when the General Physicians with an MBBS degree, started quietly becoming less
visible, to be replaced by a dazzling variety of specialists (at least in populous
urban areas). In dental care, alone, for example, we now have specialisations
that include paediatric dentistry, cosmetic dentistry (with a
super-specialisation called “smile management”), 3D-printed prosthetics, maxillofacial
surgery, and probably many more. Earlier, we had eye surgeons. Now, we have
cataract specialists, retina specialists, squint specialists, paediatric ophthalmic
surgeons, and so on. Left-eye doctor and right-eye doctor is no longer a
far-fetched joke.
General Physicians (GPs) have not totally disappeared.
In every batch passing out from medical school, perhaps 80% opt for further
studies to become specialists of one kind or the other, and get an MD, MS or
MCh degree. The remainder become General Physicians.
All who opt for specialisations now require 7-10 years
to complete their medical studies. This naturally means (as compared to doctors
with only an MBBS degree) foregoing income for about 3 years more. Also, the
fact that they are so highly specialised means that to get enough patients to
make it financially worthwhile, they have to cast their net wide – impossibly
wide, which eventually pushes them into the arms of large corporate chain hospitals
that have a brand name and recognition that can pull in patients.
If (say) 20% of doctors are MBBS doctors, why do I say
that the Family Doctor has disappeared? It is because of how most of their
practices have got reshaped completely, to be unrecognisable from the kind of practice
of GPs before the late-70s. A few hypothetical examples follow.
· If there is a patient with a cut
requiring say, 3-5 stitches, today’s GP only cleans and dresses the wound, for
which he may charge (say) Rs.800-1,000 and then refer the patient to a
specialist – with whom there often is an allegedly hidden arrangement to get a
cut out of the surgeon’s billing (which is why such a practice is commonly
called ‘cut-practice’). The specialist will stitch the wound neatly, charge (say)
Rs.5,000 or more, which price includes the stitching, dressing and one or more follow-up
visits. The patient gets good treatment, the GP makes money from at least two
sources, and the specialist acquires a patient at a fixed cost (not known to
the patient). Sometimes, the patient gets reimbursed by his medical insurance
provider, which further sweetens the deal: Net cost to patient is near-zero. Everyone
is happy, except uninsured persons! Surely a Win-Win situation for all
concerned!
· If there is a patient with a fever or
undiagnosed growth, now the first thing the doctor orders is a battery of
blood, urine, and other diagnostic tests (sometimes scans and X-Rays too),
whether needed or not. This practice has a beautiful euphemism: Defensive Medicine.
They often recommend a particular pathological laboratory, and if the patient
gets his tests done there, the referring doctor (allegedly) gets a cash referral
commission from the lab. Thereafter, the MBBS doctor may refer the patient to a
relevant specialist doctor (say an Endocrinologist or an Oncologist). By this
referral, the MBBS doctor has successfully passed on his malpractice litigation
risk to the specialist, who in turn has passed on the risk to an insurer
through a malpractice insurance policy. If the patient is medically insured, he bears
only a small part of the total cost eventually. If the patient’s case is allegedly
botched, the senior specialist’s financial risk is kept manageable through his malpractice
insurance policy, which was hardly known in the time of ‘family doctors’. Here
too, we can see a Win-Win situation for all parties, except uninsured doctors
and patients.
· If the specialist has signed a
contract to work with a large chain hospital, he enjoys the brand recognition
of the chain. But the doctors in such hospitals are under constant pressure to
attract patients, fill beds, prescribe tests and otherwise generate revenue. Indeed,
I know of a specialist doctor who closed his own practice and joined a corporate
hospital as senior doctor. In a few years, his reputation among his patients
and peers went from being a conservative doctor who recommended very few
surgeries only where unavoidable to one who prescribes unnecessary tests,
surgeries & unnecessarily long hospital stays.
· Can you see any trace of a trusted
“family” connection in this chain of relationships described? That, I’m afraid,
has been lost for ever over the last half century. We can only get that if we
are fortunate to have a doctor in the family, who also lives nearby. As a
direct result of this lack of family connections, patients have become more untrusting
and litigious, and doctors have become more defensive about exposure to possibly
litigious patients or their family members – not exactly a fertile ground for
trust to flourish.
So now, there are no family doctors who do home visits
if needed (at least in populous urban areas), but there are uncounted doctors (GPs
& specialists), healthcare service providers and health/ malpractice
insurers. Each of them makes good money.
· Do you think the model that medical
practice has evolved into is a good thing as compared to the more genteel era
of the ‘family doctor’?
· Do you miss having a family doctor?
· Do you have different thoughts/
experiences worth sharing?
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