September 11, 2009
-- by Dave Johnson
Sara Robinson ended up in the emergency room Wednesday evening!
Sure, you SAY that, but what did it COST you?
I had my first gallbladder attack. Not life-threatening, just the worst pain I can remember being in since the last time I was in labor. It started up just before dinner Tuesday night. At 2 am Wednesday, still awake and in worsening pain, I found my keys and shoes, stumbled down to the car (leaving the rest of the family sleeping), and drove the 25 blocks down to the hospital.
... First, the waiting time between walking in the door and being admitted was literally about 45 seconds. American conservatives have filled people's heads with images of Canadians packed into old, worn-out, badly-lit, overcrowded emergency rooms bustling and echoing with writhing, moaning souls enduring waits that can stretch to days. Sorry to blow the fantasy, but last night, I walked into a newly-remodeled, gently-lit, serenely quiet lobby that I had completely to myself.
No bills. No worrying about how to pay for the surgery, either -- that will be covered, too.
Go read the rest.
Posted by Dave Johnson at September 11, 2009 1:32 PM
Anyone who's experienced medicine in Canada or France knows what a barbaric country we live in.
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