When I was in college somebody called a weeyoo for a guy who obviously broke his leg. He about fought the paramedics not to go in order to avoid the bill. Somebody just gave him a ride in the end
Couple years ago just after I turned eighteen, I got into a car accident. Guy collided into my passenger door while I was turning left at an intersection (100% my fault; turned left when I shouldn’t have). The collision caused my car to turn 180 degrees, and I flew straight into a lamp post. I was wearing my seatbelt, and the airbag deployed so I was more or less ok- but I walked out with a scratched up face, some cracked ribs and an incredibly bruised up collarbone from the seatbelt/airbag combo (I’d take that over flying through my windshield tho). Now, you can bet your ass when the wee-wooh wagon came driving up, I flat out refused to get in. I was in perhaps what was one of the most shock inducing situations of my life, and my only thought was literally: ‘I cannot afford an ambulance. I cannot get in that ambulance.’ So basically, if anyone want to know what the American healthcare system is like, that pretty sums it up. For the record, other dude was also ok. He had some minor lacerations on his face but otherwise was alright.
barryandorlevon on November 21st, 2020 at 06:52 UTC »
It cost $1500 just for the ambulance to transport my father’s body from our house to the morgue. $1500 and they didn’t even turn on the weeeyoo.
Cjax919 on November 21st, 2020 at 06:59 UTC »
When I was in college somebody called a weeyoo for a guy who obviously broke his leg. He about fought the paramedics not to go in order to avoid the bill. Somebody just gave him a ride in the end
snorri600 on November 21st, 2020 at 07:05 UTC »
Couple years ago just after I turned eighteen, I got into a car accident. Guy collided into my passenger door while I was turning left at an intersection (100% my fault; turned left when I shouldn’t have). The collision caused my car to turn 180 degrees, and I flew straight into a lamp post. I was wearing my seatbelt, and the airbag deployed so I was more or less ok- but I walked out with a scratched up face, some cracked ribs and an incredibly bruised up collarbone from the seatbelt/airbag combo (I’d take that over flying through my windshield tho). Now, you can bet your ass when the wee-wooh wagon came driving up, I flat out refused to get in. I was in perhaps what was one of the most shock inducing situations of my life, and my only thought was literally: ‘I cannot afford an ambulance. I cannot get in that ambulance.’ So basically, if anyone want to know what the American healthcare system is like, that pretty sums it up. For the record, other dude was also ok. He had some minor lacerations on his face but otherwise was alright.