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Have you ever tried getting a straight price for surgery in this country? It’s like asking a magician to explain their trick. How much is this going to cost? Well… that depends. Do you have insurance? What kind? Is it in-network? What’s your deductible? Has Mercury blessed you in retrograde recently? By the end, you’re not lying down because you’re sick; you’re just wiped out from trying to decode the fine print. Here’s the part that sounds like a joke, but isn’t: About 90% of people with insurance never even hit their deductible. So, you’re not “insured.” You’re just paying up front to be confused later. And remember HSAs? Health Savings Accounts? They pitched those like some silver bullet. Tax-free! Portable! Consumer-friendly! Sounded great, like the Roth IRA of rectal exams. But barely anyone uses them. Why? When the prices are invisible, the account might as well be monopoly money. You don’t need a “savings account.” You need freakin’ Google Maps for healthcare. “Turn left at MRI. Avoid the $6,000 deductible.” Recalculating… Hospitals could tell you what something costs. But they won’t. Not because it’s hard. Because it’s profitable not to. The less you know, the more they can charge. It’s not a billing department, it’s a hostage negotiation with branding. And the worst part? If you ask for the price, someone drinking a 4,000 calorie iced coffee from Starbucks looks at you like you’re the problem. “Oh, pricing? That’s handled by billing. Which is under coding. Which is reviewed by a committee of elves that meets quarterly in a cave.” If people saw the prices before the procedure, If they could shop around, compare, and swipe their HSA like a regular debit card, We might have something that looks like a market. We might have a chance at sanity. Because right now? It’s chaos on purpose. But if we rip the curtain back, just a little? Maybe, just maybe, we can finally make the system the punchline, not the patient.