The crisis of trust in medicine: a personal story
When you get $9,000 to hammer, everything looks like a nail
This week, my mom called me to talk about a potential medical procedure.
This was not entirely a surprise.
My mom just turned 80, the golden age for American healthcare. What I mean is: she is old enough to go to doctors all the time, not so old the doctors can’t do anything. She’s in decent shape, meaning she doesn’t have cancer and can handle stairs. Sh…
