Dad had roids, for about 30 years, he tried and tried to get the VA to do something to help. They'd treat his eyesight, other problems, but would never schedule a simple roid operation. His last few years were basically spent within a very short distance of the nearest commode. He wouldn't leave his room or go anywhere, in case he had to "go".
He died two years ago. I mourn that, but more than that, I mourn that his last few years were spent in considerable discomfort and pain.
. I blame the VA for that.
I have never signed up for VA benefits, mostly because I've had good jobs/benefits since leaving the Army, and didn't need them, but I'm still pissed about Dad's treatment.
