They just can’t believe it’s that serious because I ubered here.
By the time they get to me, I’ll either know it’s not urgent (and I’m just going to have a super bad headache for a few days),
or it will be too late and I’ll be dead.
California needs to create 24 hour medical care that’s free for people who aren’t insured, because the ER is clogged with people who don’t belong here but they’re coming for the free care of the free sandwich.
It’s a better use of state resources, to fund 24 hour free clinics. If the doctor determines its more serious, they can be sent here, but most people know they don’t belong here, they just want pain meds or a strep test or some bloodwork or whatever.
This pain is so excruciating, if I hadn’t been through so much in my life I’d be screaming. Maybe I should scream. Foot doctor once said I needed to learn to put on a show,
I’m either going to die from a brain bleed or I’m not. If they gave me a CT stat they could stop it. Instead, they’re gambling that it’s not a brain bleed, and using the fact I ubered here and walked in as evidence that it isn’t that serious.
If only they understood how tough I am—