Ten thousand and counting!

Hugs? Nooooooooo.

Kisses from mom?? Nooooooo.

Number of times I've used the word "no" since I came into existence?! Quite possibly, but no. 

Ten thousand DOLLARS for a night in the ER...so far. Although no one can confirm an exact amount.

I'm thinking they accidentally charged mom for her cup of radioactive Gatorade!! A Dixie cup to be exact. 

So, this, my dear friends, is why mom is pretty supportive of a socialist system that most Americans tend to vilify.  (PS, we pay legitimate taxes here in Hungary and it comes to a whopping 16%. So please don't start with that BS.) 

The evening Pompom was admitted to the hospital (and diagnosed with cancer for two hours...oh, whoops, sorry about that), mom spoke with three genius doctors (who all charged $500 for about two minutes of rolling their eyes at mom). Little did she know that was the cheap part of her future bill. 

As it turns out, the beautiful parking structure and fancy machines (most of which happened to not be working on the night of the incident, oddly) can not be funded by those who don't fall in line. 

This is a picture of the broken thermostat, which led to the third ice age in room 244. Talk about luxury. 

Mom isn't shocked by any means. She is, however, slightly annoyed that after five attempts at contact with the billing department, she still has yet to receive her bill in the mail from the hospital. Five unanswered messages with four different people. Coincidence? 

So this is a list of things that mom "thinks" can be added up to come out to $10k. 

-Unused IV fluids

-Unecessary IV antibiotics

-Dixie cup of Gatorade

-Two pieces of tissue paper

-Bedsheets in broken crib/rusty crib 

-Bedsheets on broken couch in room 

-Three sheets of toilet paper used to in the bathroom

-Extra fancy diaper used to cover Pompom's IV

-Subtitles on tv for American Idol 

(Edit: $10,541.00 is the final total!)

Ok, good, now looking at this list it's clear that this should all add up to $10,000! I mean it was the equivalent to a night at the most exclusive 5-star hotel in the Maldives with a private gormet chef!!! 

So, as much as mom is an American by birth, she's not exactly "proud" to be an American at this point. All she knows is that if, God forbid, anyone actually gets cancer, we won't be staying in the good ole' US of A. 

This here is the bag of GOLD, that you can clearly see, did NOT end up in Pompom's body because her IV fell out and was never reconnected. 

Lesson: Stick to your guns and listen to your gut! Mom's lack of confidence just cost her a brand new car!!