Discovering Me

Me on having babies, losing babies, trying to have babies and hoping to bring this one home.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Insult to Injury

So, on this anniversary week of my daughter's death, what do I finally get in the mail?

The fucking bill from the hospital. I had almost started to beleive that they had written it off out of respect for what we went through. Assholes.

3 Comments:

  • At 3:03 PM , Anonymous KB said...

    Funny, "assholes" is what popped into my mind before I even got to where you wrote it. WTH is up with taking a year to send it? That's BALONEY.

     
  • At 3:23 PM , Blogger lauralu said...

    we recently got our bill, and justin is opposed to paying it because we did not get the product. i reminded him that we were paying for a service (which was performed) and not a product, but he will not relent. i'm sure any day now a collector will call me; i can't wait to tell him my husband refuses to pay because our son died. although maybe hospital collectors hear that all the time. sad.

     
  • At 4:57 AM , Blogger Sarah said...

    We're still sorting through issues with our insurance and getting bills that say that Kate wasn't on out insurance. Plus it gets confusing because some of the medical records say "baby girl" instead of Kate. Somehow records people can't figure out that they are the same person. Bills for dead baby's should be dealt with in a more helpful way.

     

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