I used to come to SF in 1974. Drove from Sacramento. Moved here in 1987 to find myself in the Mission and Bernal and then Noe Valley then back in the Mission then back to Noe then Hayes Valley and round and round and round with a low rent ticket and pennies to my name.
If it was a Private Hospital in Australia, where many Specialist Doctors operate it may have cost around the same as US. Although US160.000 sounds extremely high. Insurance, of course, would have covered most of it, but not all. However, If the operation was carried out in an Australian Public Hospital, by the same Specialist Doctors it would have been totally free.
I would have loved to run the Barbary Coast in a schooner, I would have run up the San Joaquin with Bart and Mr. Murietta and tried to swindle the guy in the white suit before we get to Stockton on the river boat, I'd of followed that big river, right to The Greek for the Yearly Devotion. Hey there brother, good to meet you. Me too. I'm an ex pat now, hiding in the Oregon Wilderness of Error.
But
I was born right there, I fell out in the Marina, my dad was in the Army , you may think it was free, but what my father went through so Letterman Army Hospital would provide "free" medical for his family is some of the worst shit that any human could see, participate in, and then remember for the rest of their lives making the "free" medical theory start to crumble in my unreasonable reasoning.
Anyway, the point is, I love that city, I do." I am from San Francisco" is usually a proud statement, and as for you, I might have worked on your building, we did a lot of work in and around the TL, as soon as I cross Market to the uphill side, here comes the olfactory muscles, sniffin' all the curry from the Patel's lunches being made in every hotel on O'farrell street...
The TL is way different now than it was then, it was a crappy place to walk around at night, ugly and a little tense but we used to go to after hours joints down there, after hours and BYOB and dance till dawn...the only bullshit that ever arose in my wanderings around downtown was from bored nosy cops guarding the outhouses.
I used to come to SF in 1974. Drove from Sacramento. Moved here in 1987 to find myself in the Mission and Bernal and then Noe Valley then back in the Mission then back to Noe then Hayes Valley and round and round and round with a low rent ticket and pennies to my name.
If it was a Private Hospital in Australia, where many Specialist Doctors operate it may have cost around the same as US. Although US160.000 sounds extremely high. Insurance, of course, would have covered most of it, but not all. However, If the operation was carried out in an Australian Public Hospital, by the same Specialist Doctors it would have been totally free.
The Public Medical System here is second to none.
US$160,000
The cost of a new brain.
Hope it's a good brain.
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I would have loved to run the Barbary Coast in a schooner, I would have run up the San Joaquin with Bart and Mr. Murietta and tried to swindle the guy in the white suit before we get to Stockton on the river boat, I'd of followed that big river, right to The Greek for the Yearly Devotion. Hey there brother, good to meet you. Me too. I'm an ex pat now, hiding in the Oregon Wilderness of Error.
But
I was born right there, I fell out in the Marina, my dad was in the Army , you may think it was free, but what my father went through so Letterman Army Hospital would provide "free" medical for his family is some of the worst shit that any human could see, participate in, and then remember for the rest of their lives making the "free" medical theory start to crumble in my unreasonable reasoning.
Anyway, the point is, I love that city, I do." I am from San Francisco" is usually a proud statement, and as for you, I might have worked on your building, we did a lot of work in and around the TL, as soon as I cross Market to the uphill side, here comes the olfactory muscles, sniffin' all the curry from the Patel's lunches being made in every hotel on O'farrell street...
The TL is way different now than it was then, it was a crappy place to walk around at night, ugly and a little tense but we used to go to after hours joints down there, after hours and BYOB and dance till dawn...the only bullshit that ever arose in my wanderings around downtown was from bored nosy cops guarding the outhouses.