Never mind medical aid, just avoid hospitals at all costs

We called the medical aid, who insisted that we pay more than R8,000 before the tests could be done.


Dear reader, I want to give you a tip that is vital to make your life bearable: avoid hospitals at all costs! I spent most of yesterday in one, and it was terrible. The lovely Snapdragon phoned yesterday morning and told me she was in a serious accident. I was on my way to work, but made an about-turn immediately. Fifteen minutes later I saw the flashing lights which indicated the spot where the four participants in a collision were standing. It was clear what had happened – a car bumped into the back of Snapdragon at a traffic light.…

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Dear reader, I want to give you a tip that is vital to make your life bearable: avoid hospitals at all costs! I spent most of yesterday in one, and it was terrible.

The lovely Snapdragon phoned yesterday morning and told me she was in a serious accident. I was on my way to work, but made an about-turn immediately. Fifteen minutes later I saw the flashing lights which indicated the spot where the four participants in a collision were standing.

It was clear what had happened – a car bumped into the back of Snapdragon at a traffic light. She was pushed forward and removed the bumper from a vehicle, which in turn cannoned into a fourth car.

I couldn’t find Snapdragon in the crowd of paramedics and a dozen or so tow-truck drivers who were trying to coax accident victims into their webs – like a creepy old man with a bag of sweets.

Eventually I found her in an ambulance with impressive red cushioning strapped to her head. At the hospital, a doctor ordered X-rays, a cat scan and several other precautionary procedures, including a pregnancy test.

We called the medical aid, who insisted that we pay more than R8,000 before the tests could be done. This was when I realised Snapdragon survived the accident unscathed and was, under the cushioning, her old self. She shouted at the medical aid, refused to have tests done and gave me a tongue lashing for eating a cafeteria pie.

The doctor settled for a few small tests, including the X-rays, which showed nothing was broken. We left with an uneasy feeling that hospitals have a built-in policy of revenue generation.

I have criticised the public healthcare system often. But we tend to forget the private system’s tendency to squeeze every available cent out of patients. The entire industry – from the ambulance services to the coffee shop who sold me the (tasty) pie, is built around the dream of income.

As a matter of fact, in comparison the tow-truck drivers can learn a thing or two from them.

Would I rather go to a public hospital if I make an accident? Of course not. But I would certainly choose a second crash above any hospital at all. Or medical aids. Or ambulances …

Dirk Lotriet.

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