I went to the ER today because I thought I may have appendicitis and I have to go back tomorrow for more tests. They put me on two IV drips for the pain, gave me X-rays, an ultrasound, and physical examination on my abdominal area. They then gave me some antibiotics (in a drip!!! straight to the blood, the best kind!) and told me to come immediately back tonight if I start feeling any pain whatsoever, even though I'm supposed to come back in tomorrow anyway.
Do you know how much I'm going to pay for all this stuff? ZERO. That's why I pay 42% taxes here instead of 32% taxes in the US; a 10% difference and I have free medical care, yet people act like they take your first-born to have free medical care. It's_just_not_true.
It felt so nice to know that the pain I was feeling this morning was the factor for me going to the ER, not just chancing it because I didn't have health insurance, so I would've self-medicated were I in the states. Had I been in the states I probably would've gone anyway because I was curled up in a ball of excruciating pain for about 3 hours before I decided to go, but not without considerate deliberation on what I would and would not be able to pay for. No, THE DOCTORS decided what I needed, not some fucking insurance company.
BTW I don't think it's appendicitis, but I always remember Kevin and his warnings about it so I never take any chances. Sharp, excruciating pain on my right side of my abdomen, while having to shit and puke at the same time but nothing moving? Yeah, I'm not playing around with that. However, one can never be sure and it's best to be safe than sorry. I'll know tomorrow if I make it through the night without it feeling like my balls are in a vice.
I walked in feeling a bit better, but the pain slowly got worse. I was put in triage because there were three severe emergencies this morning, but when the pain started to get worse, I told them and they treated me immediately; they threw me on a bed, got me on an immediate drip, and put me in front of everyone else waiting who weren't in a ball of pain. No insurance forms. No payment questions. Nothing. The only things they asked were how much pain I was in, whether I had shat or puked, where it hurts, and if I had taken anything for it. After that they whisked me away and I was off to La-La land.
People who complain about socialized medicine HAVE NEVER HAD IT AND DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK THEY'RE TALKING ABOUT. DO NOT LISTEN TO THESE PEOPLE. Also, Italian hospitals aren't exactly known for being the best in the world, and honestly living in the north it's much better than the south...however, I'll take this ANY DAY over ANY American health care system. I've been in both and this beats the pants off of fucking insurance companies. The hospital I was at today was better than about 90% of American hospitals I've been in, and ten times more competent. No nurses standing around bullshitting while people are bleeding on the floor, no making people wait who need health care, clean rooms, state-of-the-art medical equipment, and an open flow of communication that I've never seen before. It was like fucking clockwork.
Yeah. Fuck Republicans and fuck the Tea Party. I'll jump on their plan when they start paying for it.