Medical Tourism is a huge industry. It’s resposible for billions of dollars a year in revenue as people travel across boarders to get medical procedures done. It’s something I was aware of, but never understood why someone would travel from a developed country to the third world in order to get an important operation done. Wouldn’t they be risking their lives in some dingy operating room with doctors poking and prodding them trying to figure out how to fix them before they bled out? Well, now I get it.
After several days of a strange soreness in my throat, we called our insurance company and they gave us the name of a hospital to go to. Island Hospital. I was imagining sand floors and nurses in grass skirts, but the truth, while less dramatic, was much more comforting. It was a large medical center, which contained it’s own ER, Operating rooms, Specialists, Top of the line imaging equipment, in-house lab, and hundreds of patient beds. I’d been to many clinics in Japan that offer far less.
I was quickly registered, and then taken to see an Endocrinologist. This being Malaysia, all of the staff and nurses spoke fantastic English, which made the whole process as stressless as possible. I was still nervous about the level of care I would receive until I met the doctor. Trained in the UK, and fully fluent in English, he clearly knew what he was talking about, which is something severly lacking among Japanese doctors. He confirmed that my thyroid was swollen, sent me to get an ultrasound, and then took a fine needle biopsy to try and rule out cancer. Luckily, it came back negative. However, since we were going to be traveling for the next 9 months, he suggested that I might want to have half of it taken out as we never know when it might act up again and the next time we might not be in such a good facility.
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