The surgeon offered a nice bit of plastic surgery to change the shape of his nose, which he politely refused on the grounds that he was used to it as it was thank you – at which the surgeon was apparently quite put out. He apparently fancied himself as a nose-modeller.
This man does the op at the General, and also at one other place which is still run by nuns and at neither of those does he charge for his services. He keeps a list for people who need the op more urgently than the waiting list of eighteen months at the General but have no insurance. Then he charges enough for three if you have insurance. And the hospital is equally expensive – they charge the use of the theatre by the minute! I think it’s a good thing I am only having a local: I can see they don’t waste any time saying good morning! I suppose it’s a fair enough system, except of course that our insurance only covers 80% of the actual charges. The whole system is a bit reminiscent of panel beaters, I think, though the surgeons probably wouldn’t like the comparison!
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