Hospital of Horrors, Part I
Much of my memory is blurry, so I will tell you what I remember. At first, the hospital said they wouldn’t admit me, or do any tests like x-rays or CT scans, unless we paid admittance fee first. Since I didn’t have medical insurance, they wanted cash up front. Two of my good friends paid the money for me. All the while, I was groaning and crying because I couldn’t bear the pain. I remember them pushing me to my cot. When we got to the x-ray room, they lifted me to the x-ray table. The help made me feel…