It's the 19th century. There is no "System." There is no AMA. A doctor is just a guy you went to middle school with who maybe read a few books or apprenticed for a summer.
If you broke your leg, he set it in your bed. If you needed surgery, he did it on your kitchen table. Infection was a bigger risk than the injury. Your doctor was just as likely to kill you as cure you, but you didn't expect much else.
The Patient Experience
Terror & Comfort. The doctor chloroformed you in your own bed. You paid in cash or chickens. It was intimate, but dangerous.
The Doctor Experience
Cowboy Logic. You boiled tools on the stove. You were a tradesman, not an elite. You competed for "Lodge contracts" to make a living.
The "Snake Oil" Reality
We have this myth that the "Snake Oil" era was just people selling colored water. But the truth is, you could walk into a general store and buy cannabis, morphine, or chloroform.[1] Coca-Cola actually contained cocaine.
And the thing is: They worked. Not on the pathology—heroin doesn't cure lung cancer—but they absolutely solved the symptom (the cough).
In this era, a "Prescription" wasn't a permission slip. It was just a recommendation from a guy you trusted. You could ignore him and buy the morphine anyway. It was the era of total autonomy.
The "Gentrification" of Medicine (1910)
Rich people looked at these "kitchen table" doctors and were horrified. So they hired Abraham Flexner to tour the country. His report closed 80% of medical schools—specifically the ones for poor and rural doctors—and mandated the expensive "Johns Hopkins" model.[2]
The Result: We got better science, but we wiped out the community doctor.
The Lost Alternative: The Lodge Practice
In 1905, a Polish immigrant in Chicago didn't need insurance. He joined a Fraternal Lodge. For a few cents a month, the Lodge doctor would treat his entire family. It was a communal, flat-rate system that worked. The AMA destroyed it, labeling it "unethical" to protect doctor profits.[3]