Bills, Bills, Bills!

You just keep coming! Just when I think I've seen the last of the bills relating to my recent medical situation, there you go again. When I start to believe that the hospitals, doctors, specialists have all billed me for everything they could possibly bill me for (blood work, scans, drugs, supplies, bed...), you find a way to surprise me when I open my mail box. My other bills won't wait for you to go away. Haven't I paid enough? It's Christmas for cripes sakes!When will I see the last of you?