One day I got a call at work from an ex. "What's up?" "You need to come home, we need to talk."
I duly do.
"So I went to the doctor earlier today. Had an issue. They swabbed me and told me I have an STD. So they did a full STD and blood test, we'll see how that goes. In the mean time, who did you cheat on me with?"
"Uh, nobody."
Back and forth, arguing etc. Me insisting I'll go get tested.
Doctor rings back the next day. "Looking again under the scope, not an STD, just a yeast infection."
Relationship relief.
A month later, call from the clinic: "So about this bill for $290 for a full workup and testing, can you pay that today."
No. Not a chance. You not only misread a test, you gave my girlfriend factually inaccurate information that you -knew- was going to be controversial, and on the strength of that told her "if it wasn't you, you really need to get fully tested if you don't know where he's been".
And then send me the bill? No.
Then again, this is par for the course in the drug war.
If just reading about it frustrates you this much, imagine how the mother must have felt.
Ring ring, hello, so you're not on drugs after all, have a nice day, bye.
This is how the system apologizes, and it's not humane.
And no, throwing lawyers at the problem is not a solution.