Saturday, November 28, 2009

Health care in Rome

It's difficult to make generalisations about the Italian healthcare system. For one thing it's run at a regional level and an experience in Bolzano will be entirely different from an experience in Sicily. Now that I've experienced the trifecta of childbirth, open heart surgery and a major allergy attack at Roman public hospitals I do feel more qualified than most to comment on the system in Rome at least.

At first glance, Rome's public hospitals are pretty forbidding places. It's not uncommon to turn up for your appointment to find no information desk, no signs and have no idea where to go for your appointment, as has happenned to me a few times at various places. In this situation, it's customary to poke your head into office doors and accost people passing by in white coats in order to finally make it to the correct place (often late - in which case you'll usually find that your doctor has left to treat patients in his/her private practice). Doesn't seem like the most logical system but somehow this seems logical to many Italian hospital administrators. In addition, I've learnt the hard way that you need to get to the hospital much earlier than your appointment time so that you can pay your 'ticket' (a wildly varying fee you need to pay for health visits and tests) ahead of time.

The hospitals also have a forbidding air due to the fact that they are usually run down, depressing places, with peeling paint, broken chairs, dirty bathrooms (toilet paper and soap are both rare) and a general feeling of decay. At the hospital where I had my open heart surgery, someone had written things like floor numbers and directions to the mammogram clinic on the wall in felt tip pen as (I assume) getting a proper sign made would have been too expensive. This type of thing does not give the nervous patient a feeling of calm.

However, I found that when I was really, really sick, the hospital was there for me. I had a great team of cardiologists treating me at the public hospital and had life saving surgery by skilled surgeons (so i assume - on the other hand it may have been dumb luck!) When I was in intensive care and semi intensive care it was pretty similar to what you'd probably experience in other Western countries (caveat - I've never been in hospital anywhere but Rome).

Where things fell down was when I was feeling a lot better but was still in hospital (say week 3-4 of my 7 week stay) when I was moved to a tiny 6 person room with dirty bathroom down the hall, shared by 18 people plus visitors, and cleaned only once a day. Sharing a room with that many other women (no curtains), many of whom were suffering from dementia or Alzheimer's, I learnt a lot - but not all of it things I really want to know already in my 30s (I'll spare my readers the details). It was very hard to sleep and the 'healthier' patients spent a lot of time keeping tabs on the 'less healthy' patients (I'm thinking particularly of a woman with profound memory loss/dementia who kept trying to climb out of bed to 'go upstairs').

It was ok for me by this stage as I was feeling a bit better after my surgery but there was a young woman with advanced breast cancer on the next bed to mine for several weeks who was unable to sleep because of the racket these women made day and night. I'm no expert but I'm sure that this was not good for a person fighting advanced cancer and, in fact, she looked worse and worse (and more tired) as the days wore on. I'd also like to know the rates of post-op infection at Roman hospitals as those bathrooms were filthy, there was no soap and the nurses weren't available to help us bathe (apart from the occasional quick bidet).

I've also heard lots of heart wrenching stories about giving birth in Rome. Most of it seems to be due to lack of organisation but also lack of caring about a woman giving birth feeling excessive pain or discomfort. I was lucky when I gave birth because the hospital I chose offered rooming-in with the baby post birth, had an anaesthesiologogist available when I wanted an epidural and has a relatively low rate of c-sections (around 40% rather than 80% of births as at some private clinics in Rome). I did a lot of research ahead of time to find a hospital which offered (more or less) what I wanted. Well actually I would have liked a water birth but since that's not available at any Rome hospital I gave up on that idea and worked with what was available.

Many Italians say "the hospitals here aren't very 'bello' but the doctors are great." I'd agree with that assessment with one caveat. The fact that the hospitals are run down and underfunded is indeed largely an aesthetic problem but when it comes to lack of toilet paper, soap or clenliness it's actually very serious. Hospitals must (at the very least) be clean and there must be soap in the bathroom.

4 comments:

Malcolm said...

Thanks for writing that. I get to hear a lot of things about hospitals and what happens in them, but it doesn't add up to a feeling for your experience when you get there.

Not long ago the British government announced a "deep clean" of hospitals, in response to complaints of grime and squalor. Being the NHS, the initiative got caught up in a political squall and as an outsider a long way away, I couldn't separate the facts from the turbulence.

It sounds like spending time in hospital is enough of a mental challenge in itself, regardless of the country you're in. I'm crossing my fingers for all of us that we can keep ourselves out of there as much as possible.

Anonymous said...

Hello Kataroma,
Thankyou for your kids in Rome ideas. Places for kids seem less accessible in a city like Rome than in some Northern European ones, I guess that depends on what you're conditioned to pay attention to. But they do exist. I am going to take my son to the childrens' museum next time we pass through Rome -as long as it is open in January. Anything can happenin Italy, I say...
Your time in hospital sounds extremely challenging. You must have made some amazing personal growth there.
Giana

Cath said...

Hi - your experience was pretty much like mine in Bologna. Yes, I think the surgeons who operated on me were competent but the hospital - yuck! I have never seen bathrooms so filthy. I ended up sneaking out and catching a taxi to my in-laws house so I could use the bathroom. Luckily I could move at that point but I was caught sneaking back in! Hope you are well on the way to recovery now.

Anonymous said...

I could tell the same about Australian's hospitals...and I am Italian...
The difference is that in Australia the health care is very expensive even with an insurance...

I found the doctor who sew my finger not that good (old hands shaking bloke) and the scar looks horrible now...thank god I didn't have to pay because I cut myself working, so my employer payed everything...but it would be expensive for what it was.

And I am sure that if I was not in Sydney but somewhere else less developed or far in the middle of the continent I would need to pray to get decent treatments...

So, as well as Italy, coincidences could make u experience good or bad episodes of health care...

But I still think that if I needed serious treatments I would fly back to Italy to get them (if I could)...at least there there is a shortage of toilet paper, but not of doctors and skilled personnel..

...and all that still loving Australia...