Beth recently had an X-ray done on her feet. She's got a strange infection in a toe, and the doctor wanted to see inside. But they took the X-rays after her visit with the doctor, so they just gave her the film to take home with her. Maybe the doc can see them next time. We frequently see people walking the streets or riding the Metro trains carrying X-rays and other lab results. We thought you might all like to see what beautiful foot bones (or is it feet bones?) she has.
A year ago last week, we went to the hospital to have Sawyer. That was a bit different, too. One of the most noticable differences was in the billing department. In America, a short visit to the hospital will find you carrying home enough papers to have signed a mortgage on your house. Not here. On the way in--regardless of the fact that Beth was in labor and already dilated 8 centimeters--I had to pay a 2000 pound deposit. When we got ready to check out, they had two sheets of paper to tally up our bill. The one you see here was accompanied by one other 4" Post-it note that totaled the doctor's expenses for us. I paid, they gave us the receipt, and we went home. No bills in the mail or calls from the collections office or anything! I challenged Beth's dad to get the hospitals in Pensacola down to one page billing, but they're not there yet.