funny thought

So, I looked at some of my medical bills this morning, and I still haven't seen the big bill from the hospital itself, but I owe Anesthesiology $1300 and EMSA $1100 and Surgery Inc. $2200 and the pathology lab $100. And Laura indicated to my mother that she wanted to help with some of the bills. Like they had a talk about it. And how long have they been dating? Six months or less. She's not even related to me. And my dad, le sigh, gave me a $500 sorry-you're-in-the-hospital check, which I am sure is the full extent of his financial helpfulness.

I really don't understand this stinginess with money. I'm poor. You guys know that. But money is stupid and fake and what's the point in having it if you're not going to help your friends out from time to time. And not in that awful strings-attached way. I mean actually helping, not trying to leverage generosity like a fucking creep.

Anyway. I haven't seen the big bill, but I'm quite sure it's a number I can't even wrap my brain around. Good fucking luck getting any money out of me, I've already spent it all on bubblegum and lollipops. No. I'm planning on paying the bills down. Very slowly, for now anyway. Although I totally feel like not paying the hospital because that was the most hellish week of my life, and I don't think I should have to pay for it because it gave me nightmares and if I think about it too much it makes me sick to my stomach.

So I'm not going to think about it. I'm going to go get some coffee and go to work. Good day to you.