Canada is Like the Lifechanyuan International Family

Xuefeng

August 30, 2020

What kind of country is Canada? "From his foot, we can measure Achilles". I would like to share my recent experience in Canada for your consideration.

Ehuang celestial, my partner for many years, became ill on the morning of August fifth, so I called the emergency medical services. Half an hour later, an ambulance arrived at the Lifechanyuan International Family in Lac La Hache. Two first aid specialists carried her on a stretcher into an ambulance and quickly drove her to our local hospital at 100 Mile House more than thirty kilometers away where emergency treatment was begun. At one o'clock in the morning that night, our local hospital transferred her to the intensive care unit of the Royal Inland Hospital in Kamloops, more than two hundred kilometers away where general examinations and treatments were carried out and twenty-four-hour care was provided. After a few days, Royal Inland sent her to Kelowna hospital, another two hundred kilometers away, where an operation was performed that same day. That night, Ehuang was sent back to Kamloops by ambulance, and on August sixteenth, they returned her to Kelowna hospital once again. On August seventeenth, a very complicated double heart procedure was performed, and after the operation, she recovered there. On August twenty-second, I brought Ehuang back to Lifechanyuan International Family.

I did a rough calculation, and excluding the laboratory staff, more than eighty doctors and nurses from the three hospitals had been involved in her treatment. The efficiency of the hospitals was unimaginable; every doctor and nurse was simply an angel on earth. That kind of concern, love, sense of responsibility, and care, touched me to no end. Whenever the hospital heads, doctors, and nurses asked me if everything was OK or if I had any other needs, I always answered that she and I were fully satisfied, that there was not the slightest thing to find fault with, and that everyone was doing everything perfectly. For example, the doctor who performed her procedure described to me in detail what they would do before and after the operation, and after it had been completed, he called and told me that the operation was successful and everything went well, so that I could relax. The hospital’s chefs prepared each meal specially according to the patient’s condition and each one came with a printed note that listed the specific food, the patient’s name, the time, and some nutritional information. The attitudes of the doctors, nurses, and chefs were kind from beginning to end, their tones of voices were gentle and warm, and every detail was arranged accurately. What is more moving was that when Ehuang was sent from Kamloops to Kelowna Hospital, a doctor from the 100 Mile House hospital drove for more than three hours to the hospital in Kamloops to accompany Ehuang to the Kelowna hospital and gave me his phone number to contact him at any time. I drove from Kamloops to the Kelowna Hospital, but since I took longer than the ambulance did, a nurse from the Kelowna Hospital called me twice to ask about my progress, and when I eventually arrived, she stood waiting for me at the entrance to the hospital and led me to the operating room immediately. Before leaving the hospital, a staff nurse asked for some details about our home, such as how many steps there were, whether we had stools for showering, and so forth. When I told her that we had none, she immediately contacted the Red Cross in my area to provide suitable equipment. When I returned home, I went straight there and since they had been told everything well in advance, they could quickly go through the procedure for using the equipment safely with me.

According to a knowledgeable person, our medical expenses would have come to nearly two-thirds of a million Canadian dollars, which is the equivalent of more than three million RMB yuan, but that the Canadian government bore all of our costs. We never paid a penny, not even for the ambulance rides before and after the operation. Ehuang stayed in a single, private room filled with lifesaving equipment from start to finish. This time I found that the bed was almost a cartoon transformer which could be adjusted to be high or low and could be used as a bed or a recliner. On the device, were a dozen buttons for a myriad of functions. One of them displayed the patient’s weight while another translated between any of several languages; the nurse spoke to me in English, but the equipment in the bed translated it immediately into Mandarin; when either Ehuang or I spoke Mandarin, the device translated it directly into English, not only in text form, but also by voice!

Every day, an average of between seven and eight doctors and nurses worked in Ehuang’s room; every day, four to six infusion tubes supplied intravenous medications twenty-four hours each day. Blood, urine, and feces were all taken every day to be examined in laboratories. Videos of her heart were taken in which its workings could be seen clearly along with all of the internal organs, the bones, and especially the sternum area. An electrocardiogram image was prepared every day and video displays showed vital stats including the heart rate, blood pressure, and so forth. The doctors and nurses put their sanitary gloves and work clothes on whenever they entered her room and threw them into a dustbin as they left. Almost all the supplies were disposable, so you can imagine how expensive everything must have been. Were it not for Canada’s medical technology, Ehuang celestial's life in this mortal world would have ended and were it not for their medical insurance system, I would have gone bankrupt and would be living on the streets today.

This time, the hospital staff told me that during the patient’s stay, no relatives or friends would be allowed to accompany them because once they entered the hospital, everything became the hospital’s responsibility; fortunately, I was allowed to enter the hospital to participate in various procedures only as a special case. From this, I understood why such a large hospital is so quiet and no miscellaneous personnel were “hanging out”; only doctors, nurses, and other necessary staff workers were there; no one else! The environment in the hospital was clean and spotless and it had no discernable smells, not even those of alcohol or medicines. What was even more surprising to learn was that in Canadian hospitals, whether a patient is wealthy or a minimum wage worker, a government official or a poor farmer, all are treated the same; doctors and nurses never provide special care to anyone and there is never any need or even any opportunity to establish special relationships to go through a “backdoor” to be given a good bed or doctor, let alone to send red packets (cash bribes) to anyone.

If a Canadian cannot take care of themself when they become old and they do not have anyone to care for them, everything will be contracted by the Canadian government. Widows and the lonely need not worry about how they will survive. Once one reaches the age of sixty-five, whether they live in a major city or on a farm and whether they were a government worker or a private enterprise employee, they will receive a monthly pension of nearly twelve-hundred Canadian dollars and the government will send a caretaker for anyone who requires help in taking care of themselves at home. By the way, one of our Celestials specializes in doing that kind of work. In addition, Canadian parents enjoy the Canada Child Tax Benefit which is just over six-hundred Canadian dollars per month, until they reach the age of eighteen years. The child of one of our Canadian Chanyuan celestials is thirteen years old this year, and they receive that amount each month.

This is Canada. To anyone who thinks that Canada is a wicked capitalist country, you are wrong! In my opinion, Canada is a very communistic society and is in some ways similar to the Lifechanyuan-style International Family. During the three years that I have been running a small hotel here, I have felt absolutely zero racial discrimination from anyone and no government agency including any police department has come to check on me. In perfect honesty, apart from seeing uniformed police patrolling the highways, I have never seen any law enforcement agency; also, I have been driving on the highways for most of my more than three years here and have never been charged any tolls to use any of them.

Having benefitted so much from Canada, I feel a need to serve this wonderful country, so I have decided to build a home for three-hundred Chanyuan celestials here so that our values and mode will take root, blossom, and bear fruit in order to add brilliance to this abundant, beautiful, just, free, spectacular, colorful, and great country. Oh Canada!