I have the stress.
No particular reason.
Somebody buy our house in Ohio. Right now. Please.
Ooooorrrr...somebody give me a super awesome job on base. A job that doesn't entail being a waitress, or bagging groceries.
HALP!
Showing posts with label money. Show all posts
Showing posts with label money. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Ouch
No comprendo el insurance-o.
Isn't the whole point of insurance to help you take care of medical situations, especially emergency medical situations??
No no no no no, this post will NOT turn political, nor do I want comments on how it's the fault of this or that politician. I don't understand the whole healthcare thing, and I bet dollars to doughnuts you don't either. Besides, I'm a hippy. Chances are, my political beliefs are way different than normal people. (Yes, I'm the first to admit I am not a normal person)
ANYWAY, I finally got the bill for my night in the ER. JUST the bill for the initial injury - nothing to do with the surgery, follow-ups, whatevs. The bill was $1800. Ok, that's fine, I get it. It was an ER visit, with x-rays, and several assistants holding me down while 15 doctors tried to put the pieces to my ankle puzzle back together. I understand the $1800. But you know what I don't get?
Guess how much of that bill our insurance paid for?
$10.00
Ten flippin' dollars.
¿Que?
Isn't the whole point of insurance to help you take care of medical situations, especially emergency medical situations??
No no no no no, this post will NOT turn political, nor do I want comments on how it's the fault of this or that politician. I don't understand the whole healthcare thing, and I bet dollars to doughnuts you don't either. Besides, I'm a hippy. Chances are, my political beliefs are way different than normal people. (Yes, I'm the first to admit I am not a normal person)
ANYWAY, I finally got the bill for my night in the ER. JUST the bill for the initial injury - nothing to do with the surgery, follow-ups, whatevs. The bill was $1800. Ok, that's fine, I get it. It was an ER visit, with x-rays, and several assistants holding me down while 15 doctors tried to put the pieces to my ankle puzzle back together. I understand the $1800. But you know what I don't get?
Guess how much of that bill our insurance paid for?
$10.00
Ten flippin' dollars.
¿Que?
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