I love Swiss healthcare

On Wednesday I called the doctor to say that the cortisone didn't work. On Thursday they called me back to say they sent a note to the clinic I blogged about. On Friday the clinic called me to ask when it would suit me to do the MRI. I am flexible so said "give me a date, and I'll check my calendar". They suggested Friday next week and I said fine. Then they asked me if the morning or the afternoon would be best for me. Ok, so it cost a bit to have a healthcare insurance in this country, but on the other hand it's a free market. And it works! And on Friday I'll be shoved into a tube. I have been promised it won't hurt!