Sep 04, 2009 20:38
I believe that hospital trips shouldn't cost you a couple hundred or thousand dollars. Especially when it was an emergency, and it's not like we had another choice.
Alex had an accident last night when we were about to go to bed. We have spiders in the house, so like every night, we shake out the bed covers to make sure no nasty little things are hiding inside them. In a one in a million chance, Alex snaps the blanket in just such a way that the over head glass bulb covering on the ceiling is spun off is flown at his skull. The gash was horrible. Gushing, pulsing gash that bleeds just everywhere. So, holy shit, we go to the ER. They demand money. We have no insurance.
Fuck you guys. You can kiss my ASS.
They are obligated by law to treat us so they do...but oh god were they UPSET when we had to break the news that we have no money. Pulling pocket change onto the counter, I informed them this is all we got. They demanded at last $10. I shrugged, told them sorry. At this point I'm not sorry, because what the hell do they expect poor people to do? Bleed?
We applied for foodstamps today. Hopefully we faxed our info in time to get something this month...because starving isn't fun. Our internet/cable bill is due today...so I might be without means of contacting the outside world for a bit.
Oh well.