Once, I paid $100 for a Band-Aid.
I was living in North Carolina in my very first apartment. I invited my friend over for dinner and was making sausage and pepper sandwiches. I chopped the veggies with a 10-inch knife I bought off an infomercial. I'm a good cook, but my chopping technique is terrible. I was tightly holding a smooth onion between my left index finger and thumb while slicing away at it with my right hand. Predictably, the knife wasn't as sharp as advertized (slice through metal cans like butter? Yeah right!) so I had to press hard to cut the onion. I squeezed the onion from between my fingers so they touched and I came down on both of them with the knife.
It was literally a bloody mess. I shook my hand and grabbed a dishtowel to wrap around it. I pulled it away long enough to see how bad it was. All I saw was blood. My friend arrives, turns off the stove and races me to the ER. I waited about 30 minutes, feeling dumber with each ticking second. The doctor pulled the towel away. It was a shallow cut that required some tape to pull the two sides together, bacitracin and regular band-aid changes.
That was all.
I apologize profusely to my friend, but we still ate dinner afterwards. I owed him that much. When I was cleaning up, I noticed that I got blood everywhere -- the wall, the fridge, the cabinets, the floor, even the ceiling.
A few weeks later I get the bill. Just showing up in the ER cost some amount of money I can't even remember, but my health insurance covered that. What it didn't cover was the doctor's fee -- $100. He talked to me for 2 minutes and put on a Band-Aid.
That episode is why I refuse to walk around for any amount of time without full health coverage. As whacked out as prices are these days, I just feel like only an idiot would forego health insurance if she can afford it. I'm not talking about people who have to choose between feeding their families and paying for coverage.
At the same time, I don't want to pay for it. My COBRA benefits will cost me $350 a month for the next three months (until my new coverage at work kicks in). I thought about skipping it. I can make it three months, right?
But I still can't chop very well.
And, when I arrived in Tennessee, I felt terrible physically. I guess that's what happens when you spend weeks eating out, working on little sleep and stressing out about packing and a million other small details.
The Sunday after I arrived I woke up with a headache and a rash nearly from head to toe. It looked like I was having an allergic reaction to something, but I had no idea what. It was the last straw in a series of weird health issues I was suddenly having.
Panicked, I started calling the local hospitals to ask what happens when you show up in the ER without health insurance... as if I didn't already know. "We'll do what we can to help out with the bill," the woman said. My stomach tightened and I hung up.
I envisioned myself sitting in an ER full of poor people, sick people, unemployed people, recently immigrated people or cheap people trying to shirk paying for insurance. I saw myself sitting there -- a young, healthy black woman in new clothes, carrying her wallet in a Coach bag going into the "financial services" office and explaining "I'm uninsured and I can't pay any charges. Can't you write it off as charity care?"
Or worse, getting a $1,000 bill after seeing a doctor for 5 minutes and getting a "prescription" for something I could have bought over the counter (that happened to me once too).
It was not a pretty picture. And, it seemed dishonest. No I don't want to pay $300+ for coverage for the next three months. We all know what I'd rather use it for, but I am blessed with a good job and decent salary, so it just seems to me it wouldn't be right to go after the charity care -- or to pay an outrageous bill.
In case you're wondering, I didn't go to the ER, I feel much better and I am going to pay for COBRA.
If you're changing jobs or moving, I seriously recommend making sure you have health insurance. Sucks to pay for, but think about paying quadruple that for something simple and stupid... like a band-aid.