Sometimes you get sick and you go to the hospital or the doctor, then you get sicker.
I wish I had listened to Elizabeth Gwin (age 102) – “Just don’t go to the doctor and you won’t have to worry,” she declared.
I wish I had listened to her. I went to the hospital to get a prescription for pain – something I could probably have bought from someone on the corner – now I’m caught up in a web of deceit that boggles the mind.
I spent a fortune on an MRI and was referred to a doctor in Tuscaloosa. I couldn’t get the results of the MRI unless I paid almost double what I’d already spent.
What? I already paid for it. No wonder our health care is in shambles.
I’m furious. Doctors and hospitals are worse than plumbers. And you can’t find a good plumber either. If you find one, don’t trust him.