On May 6, as I reported, I ripped my ear open on a jagged tree branch while running between the ponds. I didn’t show the picture of the carnage here as it was extremely bloody. I sent a photo to my GP, as it wouldn’t stop bleeding, and he told me to go to the emergency room in the time of the cornavirus, for I’d need stitches. He added, which was true, that it would be pretty much empty because people were afraid to get the virus, even in the ER. But I had to remove my mask during the stitching, as it was around my ear.
As I reported, the ER had a lot of precautions, including taking your temperature, socially distancing you in the chairs (only one other guy was waiting, along with three cops who had a professional interest in being there), and ensuring that everyone wore masks.
I was in there for about 5 hours, most of that time spent waiting. Finally, a nice resident in ENT came down and sewed me up, tossing the bloody gauzes on the floor during the long process, so that the floor looked like a MASH unit when we were done. It took about 11 stitches, and was very painful despite the anesthetic—and I consider myself pain-resistant. At any rate, I’m better now, and the stitches fell out, as they were supposed to.
I just got the bill, along with my portion not covered by insurance, which was larger than usual because it was an ER visit. For those of you who are blessed with single-payer medical care, and pay nothing or very little beyond your taxes, here’s my bill:
Actually, it was about $200 more than this because of some other charge. I paid about $200 total. $6,412 is a lot of dosh, but more or less what I expected.