A Trip to the Cardiologist, A Lipitor Future, and “Why Doesn’t My Health Insurer Want Me to Know if I’m Likely To Have a Heart Attack?”
Filed under: Chronic Conditions, Prescription Drugs
I visited with a cardiologist last week. My inadvertent but no less harmful dalliance with two different kinds of drain cleaner having set off an entire chain of long past due check-ups. A little more than two years shy of fifty, I listened intently as I was told that although I had had a good run, a diet composed of grease, chocolate, quick carbs, coffee and unfiltereds was simply not going to cut it as I ventured into the last half of life (last third is more likely, but also more painful to consider– and I suppose for the doctor, harder to say).
I now look forward to a battery of tests. The first, done today, is designed to detect artery calcification: “Coronary calcium is specific for atherosclerotic plaque and can be detected with high sensitivity and accurately quantified by computed tomography (CT) to help predict future cardiac events related to coronary artery disease.” I had to pay for the test out of pocket as it seems my insurance company deems such screening unworthy of coverage– despite the tests highly vaunted predictive power. Quite a few people in this country die each year from heart disease–hard to understand how it wouldn’t be worth the $318 to know who was vulnerable–and if unchecked, destined for the very expensive Intensive Care Unit.
Tomorrow brings an echocardiogram and my first ever stress test. I readily assented to the tests as it is good, I suppose, to know where one stands. But in addition to testing and making dietary changes, the doctor also wants me to start taking Lipitor. A statin prescribed to lower cholesterol. I did not react well. The prescription it seems is, in more than one sense, a life sentence.
And I am generally suspicious of the pharma zeitgeist. And terribly so as it concerns myself.
The prescription is not, in this instance, a treatment for an acute condition, it treats the endemic. If one has risk factors, it is prophylactic and is prescribed to reduce the risk of heart attack, stroke and other heart diseases. It is doubtful whether once I start taking this drug I will ever stop. There is no foreseeable time (while alive) that I will wish to stop reducing the risk of heart attack or stroke. And that I suppose is the essence of the onset of age– piling up prescriptions. A daily regimen that will follow one to the grave–only the dosages or the brand names changing as each day welcomes a regimen of pills. In short, this prescription feels like the onset of dependence. The forward guard, if you will. A harbinger of a pharmaceutical future.
Seeing my, shall we say, chagrin, the cardiologist told me that, like over 50% of the cardiologists he knows, he takes a statin. “We’ve seen the data.” Another recently told me “Yeah, I take it. They should put it in the water.”
And so I will take this drug. But I am not happy. I am loath to think of myself in these terms. Only 12 or so years ago I played starting defensive tackle on a semi-pro football team. Soon I will be discussing my cholesterol numbers and God only knows what other numerical health indicators at cocktail parties.
The essence of good health is simply not having to think about it. It is not an issue. I have to think about it now. And I have a sneaking suspicion, that like when I first became a parent, the terms of my existence have just changed.
Photo credit to incurable_hippie.
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