How about a nice little dose of common sense.
When I went for my annual physical, I wrote down a list of every person involved, from the secretary to the nurse, to the Doc, to the techs at the hospital who did my PAP and mammogram and the folks who read the results. Thirty Two people.
That's Thirty two people!
It took Thirty Two people for my doctor to tell me I am perfectly healthy.
It's no wonder health care costs more in the United States than anywhere else in the world!
If that's not bad enough, I went back to the Doc last week to have a cyst removed from my eyelid. It was just a little zit... a whitehead. I could have popped myself with a sewing needle and my fingernails. Well, I could have if it were on any other part of my aging sagging body other than my eyelid.
Yanno, I'm good at first aid, but I'm not worth much as a blind surgeon.
Well, my Doctor sent me to an eye specialist, because I suppose zit popping was one of the classes she missed in medical school. (I hear its a growing speciality just oozing with opportunity.)
But I digress. I go to the eye doc and say "Hey doc, could you pop this little zit on my eyelid?"
"Sure thing." He says, as he sticks a needle in my eye.
I leave, and all is well until I open my mail a week later and see a bill for $ 783.00!!!!!
My eyes popped right out of my head; A condition not covered by insurance.