Ass-ventures in Los Angeles land!!
So I woke up this morning in excruciating pain and covered in my own blood. No I'm not kidding.
Turns out ths I had a fistulated, infected hemerrhoid that had ruptured. So, having no insurance I drove myself to USC medical. Incidentally I have learned never to drive yourself to the hospital when in that kind of condition.
So let me say a few things about USC emergency, yes it's overcrowded and yes sometmes you wait 24 hours to be treated. These are all true and it sucks. But that's because it's the only place that people like me can go without going into massive debt, but I digress. Failings aside I was impressed with patience, professionalism, and empathy that these overworked, underpaid, and underappreciated individuals do.
I didn't have to wait 24 hours however, I think the fact that I was bleeding all over their seats had something to do with that. And that's the thing, if you really need care, they give it too you. Yes it sucks to be on the lower priority status and have to wait for ten or even twenty plus hours, but it's good to know that a place like that is there and that care like that is available. This isn't a add for Socialized medicine, it's just an acknowledgement of these excellent people.
Anyhow, they gave me a bunch of tests and there was entirly too much probing but in the end (teehee) I got the treatment I needed and the medication I needed all for $120. Of course follow up care could be waay expensive, but i think I should be fine. If not I should be getting my insurance through work in about a month anyhow so hopefully any problems going forward will be covered.
Of course the irony in all this (other than the fact that I never want to fart again) is that I dodged the bullet for over 15 years and I finally have a problem less than a month before I'm eligible for insurance. Retarded!!!!
Since there is no such thing as "too soon" in my vocabulary feel free to launch into the ass jokes if you like ;)
Thanks again LAC/USC medical center!
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