Read his "celebration of the first diagnosis being wrong":
* cracked exhaust manifold: $750
* having the exhaust shop call back and say that was the other civic hatchback, you just have a cracked tailpipe that needs welding: $50
* new blood test for multi-endocrine neoplasia that's only been on the market for 6 months and that your insurance doesn't cover : $900
* having the lab call back and say that your insurance actually does cover it after your co-pay and deductible: $200
* you face untold medical expenses because your surgeon's freaked out, neurotic assistant refuses to get a referral and authorization number from your insurance so you can see the orthopedic oncologist to treat your polyostotic fibrous dysplasia: $six figures?
* having the orthopedic oncologist's assistant call back and say that he's in your network and you're covered for 100% without any referral: $0
* you came in for appendicitis but you have cancer in your lung, both kidneys, and spine: you're fucked
* having them come back and say that, actually, you just have a rare, but treatable, benign bone disorder: priceless
the line for the emotional roller coaster forms here.
Pain is necessary. Misery is optional.