The Avalanche Awaits...

Got my first bill from last month's fiasco. And it appears that the Big Bill from the hospital was the NINTH claim to hit the insurance. What does this mean, friends?

It means that I owe $5,000. I knew that already, I was prepared. What it means is that instead of owing $5,000 to ONE source, I owe $5,000 to EIGHT different sources.

Eight different mouths to feed and they sure as fuck don't want just $25 per month, because they've been bitching about it when I called them. That's $200, folks. I can't afford to pay out more than that per month, I assure you of this.

Plus, there's ol' Gerald to think of. He needs a engine repair and that costs money as well. Can't get to work if my car's fucked up.

If it sounds like I'm going total negative on things, fear not. I was pissed that the hospital didn't come to Insurance to collect first, but what is done is done.

I have a plan.

I'll pay the big ones $25 per month equally at first. They don't like it, they can kiss my ass. As long as you pay them *something*, they can't legally unleash the hounds.

I'll concentrate on trying to scrounge up a little more for the smallest bills. One for $32? No problem. One for $64? No problem, I think.

Heh.

I figure if I pay the little guys off first, I can then take the money I'm not spending on those and throw that towards the bigger fish. I pay off the $32 lab work one this month, I can budget $25 to start throwing at the anesthesiologist starting the next month, for example.

I'm just glad I had insurance. I could be forced to pay the (so far) amount of $32,630. Wouldn't that be fun?

The truly awesome news is that summer is approaching. Plenty of time to enjoy life outside again! Yaaaaaaay! :)