A Little Help From My Friends
I saw a patient today who goes back a long way with me. A few years ago, he lost his health insurance, and I did what I could to help him along. I gave him samples at each visit, and charged less than what was indicated every time too. We never talked about it, but he was a smart guy, and I know he knew what I was doing.
When he got another job, and some health insurance, he scheduled a visit right away. “Doc,” he said. “I appreciate all you done to carry me along last year. I’ve got me some health insurance now, and I want you to do everything you have- run up a bill for a grand!” He held both arms out as a gesture to draw blood work.
I had to tell him it didn’t work that way, but I did appreciate his concern for me. Here he was gonna sacrifice his body to help me out. It was a thoughtful response, and it sure meant more to me than the thousand dollars would have from his insurance company. Besides, we are a little country office. I’m not sure we could run up that kind of bill in a day, anyway. If we did, I’m certain they would take notice.
But, as much trouble as insurance companies give us, it was a nice thought, and it got me through the day. I appreciated an offer for a little help from my friends, even if I could not partake of it.