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Fighting for
our son’s life...
We
knew that we couldn’t accept that answer of “no”. Our son’s life was on the
line. The specialist agreed to meet with me along with our son. I expressed our
shock that he was refusing to try other treatment options on our son, even
though two other doctors felt that he needed something more.
When
trying to explain his decision, the specialist drew a chart on the whiteboard
outlining the treatment paths that people with my son’s illness were supposed
to take in our province. What was most shocking about this treatment plan is
that patients start out with the least effective treatment option and only move
to the most effective when the other options fail to work. Huh? It didn’t make any sense to us. Why
wouldn’t you start patients out with the best treatment? Why wouldn’t you want to give them the best
chance to get better?
Let
me be clear, the specialist did not say that the treatment path they offer goes
from the least effective to the most effective. Far from it. He made it sound
like a wonderful plan. He may have gotten me to fall for it early on when our
son was first diagnosed, but since that time, I’ve done my homework. I’ve spent
more time researching treatment options for this illness than you can ever
imagine. It had become my part-time job. I know that what works for one person,
will not work for another. Not for this illness or any other for that
matter. I also know which treatments
continually have the highest success rates in studies, and it wasn’t the one
that was given to our son.
After
a lengthy discussion, the specialist was clear that he was not reversing the
decision. Our son was to stay on the same treatment plan until it started
working for him. It didn’t matter that our son’s health had gotten worse. It
didn’t matter that he could die. It didn’t matter that our stress was going to
continue. His treatment plan would continue unchanged and that was that.
Things
continued to get worse...
I
cried all the way home. How could they look me in the eyes and say that they
weren’t going to do any more to help our son.
How could they look at our son and say he would have to keep following
the same plan even though he was still suffering and he knew it wasn’t enough.
How?
Our
son was devastated that his treatment plan was not going to change, and he no
longer had hope of ever getting better. He stopped his treatment altogether and
went on a downward spiral to self-destruct.
We were forced to watch this take place with no power to change anything. We were constantly waiting for bad news about our son. We had no faith in the very system that was supposed to help him.
Too little
too late...
After
another year of hell, our son was finally offered the chance to try another
treatment option. By this time, his
illness had progressed to being as bad as it could get. We knew that what he
was being offered now, although on the next level on the chart, was too little
too late. His illness did not respond to the treatment and escalated quickly back
to the previous level.
With
broken hearts we’ve watched our son’s health decline causing him to miss out on
everything that healthy young people his age were enjoying. He was a victim of
a broken, underfunded system.
While
our son continued on a downward spiral, I watched other patients get the best
treatment without having to follow the “chart”. They got to skip the steps –
even the ones whose illnesses were not as advanced as our son’s was. They were
the lucky ones who won the treatment lottery.
Unfortunately,
some of the ones who didn’t win the lottery paid the ultimate price. I do not
want this to be my son. I do not want this to be your child either.
By
God’s grace, our son is still alive to fight another day.
Thankfully,
the government now seems to be paying attention to this issue but talk is
cheap. I don’t think anyone battling this illness – or their families – will
get excited until we see action, meaningful action that will save lives.
Enough
of that foolish chart and the lottery system. Being treated shouldn’t be a
matter of luck. Every patient deserves an equal opportunity to get better. They
deserve a treatment program that is right for them.
It
is hard enough to have a sick child. Families do not need the added stress of
inadequate treatment when it is not necessary.
This is not an illness without treatment, but it is certainly one that
goes untreated for many regardless of their age.
Glossary...
Illness
= addiction
Specialist
– addiction worker
Food for
thought....
Did
you feel differently about my son and our family when you learned that the
illness was addiction? Unfortunately, many people, including some who work with
addicted individuals, hold biases about addicts because they don’t understand
the illness for the health issue that it is.
Because of this, we are left with a broken system that is not working. A
system that is based on an old fashioned notion that looks at addiction as a
moral issue, despite how that theory has been proven to be wrong time and
again.
Individuals
battling addiction deserve to have access to the most effective treatment just
like anyone battling any health issue. Can you imagine a young person with diabetes
having to go through all that my son went through before getting the proper
treatment? Would we ask them to start
off with the least effective treatment and suffer for years before being
offered something else? Would the parents of a youth with diabetes be denied
the opportunity to discuss their child’s illness? Would
only a handful of youth with diabetes get the proper treatment while the others
have to go through phases that are least effective? I think not!
I
hope this article gives you pause and a chance to reflect on one of the biggest
health and social issues facing Islanders today. While I couldn’t possibly
cover our whole journey in one article, I wanted to give you a little taste of
what it is like to love a child who is addicted here on PEI and elsewhere in
North America.


