The financial hole for patients begins on the first day of diagnosis
I pushed open the door with a huge smile on my face while my eyes searched the room for the chubby toddler that was my patient. One sweep across the roomful of siblings, and my eyes stopped on the child crinkling the paper on the examination table. I could see the long, smooth scar poking out from beneath the hemline of her skirt.
She smiled and waved at me with a skinny, …
The financial hole for patients begins on the first day of diagnosis
