darkstar725
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- Oct 5, 2007
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When I was 22, I was in a bad car wreck that left me in the hospital for 4 weeks. I fractured my neck in two places, ruptured my spleen, broke three ribs and punctured both my lungs. Had to be life-flighted to the hospital after crawling out the back of my car and lying under a bridge until a trucker spotted me there the next morning.
At the time, I was self-employed and without insurance. The hospital workers assured me and my family all the while not to worry, that medicaid would cover the bill. Their confidence that the bill would be covered was largely the reason I was able to rack up a whopping $200,000 bill while I was there (this doesn't include the $10k helicopter ride out there).
Unable to work for several months after I finally got out of the hospital, my landscaping business all but dissolved itself. I had a recovery that couldn't be considered anything short of a miracle, and as soon as I was able, tried to pick up the pieces and start over. Well, come to find out Medicaid DIDN'T cover me...nor did any sort of social security benefits I might have been eligible for had I laid on my ass a little longer. Within a short time I received a large bill from the hospital for $196k (my car insurance covered $5k of it!). At the very bottom under the total, it listed all the convenient forms of payment they accepted...Visa, Mastercard, & Discover! This is of course in addition to all the everyday bills I already had piling up from being out of work for so long.
Needless to say, I put that one in the back of some file in the back of a cabinet somewhere and tried to forget about it. It's been 6 years since then and I'm honestly not sure what ever happened to the bill between now and then; I've never received another one, and according to my most recent credit report I can't tell that it ever existed. I can't be sure, but this could be because while I was in the hospital some of the "higher-ups" took a bit of a liking to me. Whether that has anything to do with it or not, looking back it makes everything else seem minuscule in comparison and I feel more optimistic about life in general.
I think what I'm trying to say but not wording very well is, don't let this overwhelm you! You can pay it off as you can, and that's all you can do...believe me, my bill overwhelmed me and this kept me from trying to pay what I could. I may have gotten lucky, but in the end I would be more than happy to go back and give whatever I could to the men and women that are the reason I'm alive today.
At the time, I was self-employed and without insurance. The hospital workers assured me and my family all the while not to worry, that medicaid would cover the bill. Their confidence that the bill would be covered was largely the reason I was able to rack up a whopping $200,000 bill while I was there (this doesn't include the $10k helicopter ride out there).
Unable to work for several months after I finally got out of the hospital, my landscaping business all but dissolved itself. I had a recovery that couldn't be considered anything short of a miracle, and as soon as I was able, tried to pick up the pieces and start over. Well, come to find out Medicaid DIDN'T cover me...nor did any sort of social security benefits I might have been eligible for had I laid on my ass a little longer. Within a short time I received a large bill from the hospital for $196k (my car insurance covered $5k of it!). At the very bottom under the total, it listed all the convenient forms of payment they accepted...Visa, Mastercard, & Discover! This is of course in addition to all the everyday bills I already had piling up from being out of work for so long.
Needless to say, I put that one in the back of some file in the back of a cabinet somewhere and tried to forget about it. It's been 6 years since then and I'm honestly not sure what ever happened to the bill between now and then; I've never received another one, and according to my most recent credit report I can't tell that it ever existed. I can't be sure, but this could be because while I was in the hospital some of the "higher-ups" took a bit of a liking to me. Whether that has anything to do with it or not, looking back it makes everything else seem minuscule in comparison and I feel more optimistic about life in general.
I think what I'm trying to say but not wording very well is, don't let this overwhelm you! You can pay it off as you can, and that's all you can do...believe me, my bill overwhelmed me and this kept me from trying to pay what I could. I may have gotten lucky, but in the end I would be more than happy to go back and give whatever I could to the men and women that are the reason I'm alive today.