Form after form, I still maintain interest. The numbers fascinate me. I have seen the entrepreneurial character of American medicine and practice. I think: Is life really priceless? Surgeries, ambulence, troponin, sterile tools, laboratory work...all ingredients for maintaining a life.

I look at the claim form, scrolling..scrolling..until I reach the total amount. $120,000...I slump my back to the chair in shock. To think, I have overglorified this industry for years. I feel disappointed, my spirit, my motivation and inspiration low. I realize something that wasn't so apparent to me before. In reality, as a civilization, we have changed so much that even life has become a market. Yet, when I wanted to be a doctor, I thorougly realized the financial benefits of being an American physician. I just didn't think that such a glorified duty such as health services can sometimes be a mericless monster, with an appetite that sends chills up my spine.