Compliance Is Not Care
I went into my medical records looking for information. I came out pissed off. At the top of every UNM Health record it says my name, my birthdate, and then, predictably, male. No way to fix it. No place to correct it. Meanwhile, the Catholic hospital somehow got it right. This is a story about that moment, and about the systems that insist on explaining themselves instead of listening.
The Case of the Swollen Not-Knee
I didn’t need a mystery solved. I needed fluid drained. Instead, I got bureaucratic gymnastics, a five-figure invoice, and a surgical plan I never agreed to. This is the story of how American healthcare almost turned a simple fix into an expensive, invasive mistake, and how I walked out and fixed it myself.