This is what he wrote back:
"Because you have insurance, we'll do a CAT scan, an MRI, a blood test and send you to physical therapy. Here's a prescription for a drug with several side effects. If you cannot tolerate the drug, we'll prescribe something else that is habit-forming and which some people are allergic to. We'll put you in a state-of-the-art sling, so please arrange for transportation everywhere you go. Do not lift anything heavier than a box of Hot Tamales. You'll need to tell your employer you'll miss work on and off for the next 14 weeks, but you won't be able to claim disability. Please call your insurance company for pre-approval to see a specialist. That will require a second and third opinion from doctors they dictate, at the convenience of the doctors. It will cost $32 to fax your records all over the city, and 32 phones calls to confirm the appointments. Do not eat anything 36 hours before any appointment and drink a vile enema every Friday morning. Avoid air-conditioned buildings and downtown streets."
That about sums up the medical establishment, does it not?
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My friend DPV is not a medical professional. We've both been through a few surgeries, though.
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