To Hoag Hospital and my insurer

[substitute]

Fuck you.

I obtained medical care fully covered under my insurance plan. You, the insurer, made up insane reasons why you needed unavailable additional information to pay the claim. You, Hoag, dropped the ball. Now you, Hoag, have sold the $280 debt to a collection agency instead of collecting it from the insurer.

I pay my premiums and give you the card for a fucking reason. Do not trash my credit rating because some of you are dishonest and others of you are lazy.

Fuck you.

On the phone: “We just bill the insurance and if it is rejected it is your responsibility.”

This after the nurse said that California law requires the insurer to pay.

Comments

What are you? A wuss?

[citizenx.livejournal.com]

Some genius must have read about how surgeons sometimes keep patients awake since the brain feels no pain and they can comment on any weird sensations. What this genius didn't fully appreciate is, while the brain itself feels no pain, there is most likely a fair amount of pain accompanying the process of exposing the brain to the surgeon's tools.