LONDON – This was going
to be a post about the Labour Party’s program and chances in the next British general election. That will have to wait a few days. Yesterday, I had some odd health symptoms that suggested a visit to a doctor. This being Britain, off I went to the walk-in clinic of the nearest hospital of the National Health Service. What happened next is enough to make an American progressive weep. I arrived at St Thomas’ Hospital, one of London’s busiest, at 10 a.m. By 10:20, I had been through a courteous triage process, filled out a basic form, and was scheduled with a GP. The doctor saw me at 11:00, took a history, examined me, performed a couple of tests right in his office, assured me that this was not serious, and shook my hand. “Do I need to check out?” I asked. “No, you are free to go,” he said. Less than 90 minutes after arriving, I was on my way. Bill: zero.
At home, I would have waited hours; the ER charge alone would have been at least $1,000, plus separate line items for the doctor’s fee, the tests, and more. Insurance would have paid, but the inflated bills add costs to the system. (Had I needed treatment in London, I would have been billed, but at rates reflecting true costs.)
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