That is, my BLOG is moving! In the next day or so, I’ll be moving this blog to its very own website owned by ME. Woohoo! So look for a post soon which will give you the link to my brand new Storming the Castle website, and please visit.🙂
Let me begin by saying, I’m the daughter of a doctor and a nurse. I grew up in a medical family, so I have nothing but the deepest respect for medical professionals and the difficulties they face having to deal with both demanding patients and (adjective censored) insurance companies. HOWEVER…
This week we faced a situation that has made me SO ANGRY that I can’t think of anything to do but write about it, in the hopes that I’ll exorcise these feelings of rage and maybe help someone else become a better consumer of healthcare. So be forewarned, MAJOR rant ahead.
Last November, my husband was told he needed shoulder surgery. As it was the end of the year, our insurance deductible was already satisfied, but we had no money remaining in our Flexible Spending Account. That meant anything we had to pay would come out of pocket, after tax, but would likely be substantially less than we’d have to pay at the beginning of 2011 when our insurance deductible reset (and incidentally, increased). So we faced a decision: Do the surgery in November, or wait until January when we’d pay more, but when everything we paid would go towards our new deductible AND would all be reimbursed from the pre-tax funds I put into the Health Savings Account each month.
When the doctor’s office called to schedule the surgery, I explained my dilemma and asked how much the surgery would cost. I gave them all my insurance information and was told they would check with Aetna and get back to us. Get back to us they did, with an estimate of $179. Really? That sounded WAY too good to be true, so I questioned, as any good consumer would. What did that include? What wasn’t included? The clerk told me that was the estimate for the surgeon, and that it didn’t include the surgery center, but that the surgery center “certainly wouldn’t charge more than the surgeon, so you can assume double that estimate.” Okay, I thought, $400 vs. thousands next year. Even with after tax dollars, I thought that made sense. So we went ahead with the surgery.
Two months later, the bills have started to come in, and much to our surprise, the surgeon’s estimate of $180 has turned into a bill for $257. The surgery center charged our insurance $13,000, more than DOUBLE what the surgeon charged, and we haven’t gotten the bill for that yet, but it’s likely to be around $450. And we also received a bill from the anesthesia practice for another $250 that was NEVER mentioned when I requested an estimate.
Furious, I called the doctor’s billing department who acted as if there’s no way they could possibly have given us a better estimate than that. “Well, we can’t know if the surgeon might use a PA (which is why his “estimate” increased). We can’t know what the surgery center will charge. We can’t tell you what the anesthesiologist will charge.” REALLY? REALLY????? It’s not like I hired you from the Mayo Clinic to come to North Carolina, to a surgery center you’ve never used, and do a procedure you never do. NO, this is a procedure you do EVERY WEEK, at the surgery center you ALWAYS use, with the same doctors who are always there. Even if you aren’t responsible for those portions of the bill, you should have standing estimates from those groups or at least you should inform me that in order to receive an accurate estimate I need to call the offices of X, Y, & Z.
Hear me: You didn’t give us an ESTIMATE. You gave us a FAIRY TALE. You LIED to us. And congratulations, you got another surgery out of it.
When Andy told his surgeon about the problem with the so-called estimate vs. reality, the surgeon responded “You know, I hate to say that I don’t know as much about the “business-side” as I should, but I really don’t.”
Well, Dr. Chandler, let me give you some news: I realize you went to medical school to practice medicine, not to run a business, but in today’s environment your practice IS your business. And your patients are your CUSTOMERS.
And guess what we are? UNHAPPY CUSTOMERS.
Do you know what happens when customers are unhappy? They tell their friends. It’s true in retail and it’s true in medicine. When friends and family ask us how Andy’s shoulder is doing and who performed the surgery, what do you think we’ll say? No, don’t guess, let me tell you.
We’re telling people: “You know, Dr. Chandler did a great job on Andy’s shoulder, but watch out for his finance department. You can’t trust any estimate they give you. Make sure you multiply that number by at least FOUR.”
Is that what you want prospective customers/patients to hear about you? Is that how you want your practice represented? If not, you’d better learn about the “business-side” of your practice and put business processes into place that actually HELP your patients navigate the insurance labyrinth.
You’d better realize quickly that medicine, like retail, is really all about customer service.
Tonight produced some statements, so hilarious, so profound, that I could think of nothing better to do with them than to record them in my blog. This way I’ll have them to share with the boys when they’re older, because I’m frankly in awe of what their little minds produce! Boys, I love you, and this post is for you.
D (6 yrs old): “If God is Jesus’s father, and Jesus is God’s son, then doesn’t that mean God should be married? Because how else could He have a son?”
A (5 yrs old): “There’s only one mermaid that’s real, and that’s the Little Mermaid. I know because we saw her at Disney World.”
A (discussing how he currently has a bad cough and D has a bad stuffy nose): “Maybe the cough germs and the nose germs are best germies and they always want to go into the same house together.”
2005 was a year of surprises for me. At the beginning of the year, we found out we were pregnant with our second child…just 7 months after I gave birth to our first son, who was conceived through infertility treatments. SURPRISE!
At the end of August (the 31st, to be exact!), said child decided to arrive nearly 5 weeks early. You see, he was anxious to join his big brother, and just didn’t see the point of waiting any longer. No matter that all our baby gear, including the car seat, was still in storage in North Carolina and we were in Georgia. Nope, little A decided he was ready, and everyone else could work on his schedule. SURPRISE!!
Since that day, A has surprised us in new and wonderful ways…
With his giggle, which is so infectious and full of joy that you can’t help but laugh with him.
In his ability to scurry across the monkey bars at age not-quite-2.
How he practiced and practiced until he could stand on his head anytime anywhere and then carry on a conversation with you.
In his newly discovered family role as the King of Uno.
With the way he clarifies superlatives so as not to offend God: “I’m going to be stronger than everyone….except God and Jesus.” “I love you more than anything…except God and Jesus.”
And so, on this day, I wish this beautiful, precious, brilliant boy a very happy 5th birthday. May he continue to surprise us evermore. We love you, A.
Six years ago today, our miracle was born. Someone told me at that time that the days would drag on, but the years would fly by…and they have. Six years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Today, D is happy, healthy, bright, curious, funny, stubborn, willful, physical and smart. He’s everything I hoped he would be…and nothing like I imagined.
He’s a true gift from God. I’m so glad he’s mine.
Happy 6th birthday, D. May this year bring you joy and surprises galore. We love you.
Below is the text of a note I posted to Facebook last Good Friday. There are a couple of reasons I’m posting it here today:
1. I didn’t have a blog at the time. In fact, this was probably the moment I can look back and point to as being the impetus for starting Storming the Castle.
2. I love love LOVE this story, and I want to “preserve” it for the boys.
3. I’m too slammed with work to come up with a new post for Good Friday 2010.
So there, being totally honest, that’s why I’m posting it here today. I hope it blesses you on this, the most precious 3 days in the Christian calendar.
Mommy, the Boys, and Good Friday 2009
April 10, 2009 (D was 4 years old, A was 3 years old)
As I put the boys to bed tonight, we talked about what today means. I told them, “Today is Good Friday. That’s the day we remember that Jesus died for us.” D replied immediately, “And then He rose again!”
“That’s right,” I said. “He came back to life on Easter Sunday.”
“Mommy, do you know what the bad people did to Jesus?” A asked. “They put nails in him and they said bad things to him.”
D: “Yeah, like DUMB.” (LOL!)
D: “But then he came back to life and someone took Him up to Heaven.”
A: “The ANGELS took him to Heaven!” (You have to imagine this said with all the exasperation that only a 3-year-old can have for his older brother!)
I asked them if they wanted to pray with me. A said he would if I told him what to say, so together we said “Dear Lord, I love you. Amen.” (I really want him not to be scared to pray out loud, and he’s a little shy sometimes, so we keep it simple.)
D said he wanted to talk to God himself, so I bowed my head and waited to hear what he would say.
“I love you, God, and I’m sorry the bad people put needles in you. And thank you for the seeds and the water for the plants and the flowers. I love you SOOOO much, and I love my family. Amen.”
It was a few seconds before I trusted myself to speak. Don’t ever doubt that a 4-year-old can understand what’s important. They understand better than we do sometimes.
Thank you, Lord, for my beautiful boys.
Oh, Japanese Steakhouse, how I love you.
You let us eat our food while it’s hot.
You entertain the boys.
You allow us to visit with family members (because the boys are entertained).
All this, and yummy soup too.
Japanese steakhouse, how I love you.
A couple of days ago, I published my Comedy of Errors travel story, and in it I promised a list of tips that the casual traveler might not consider. This is by no means a comprehensive list…there are plenty of travel sites with plenty of standard tips…but these are ones I’ve found in 5 years of heavy travel that have saved me more times than I can count.
Travel Tip #1: Plan for Delays
In my experience, being “on-time” is the exception, not the rule. Therefore, PLAN for delays. If you have to change planes, find out how much time you’ll have between flights BEFORE you book the tickets. A “legal” connection is one that has at least 30 minutes between arrival and takeoff, and in my opinion, that is a recipe for disaster. Flights are supposed to board 20-30 minutes prior to departure. Good luck getting from one end of the airport to the other when your first flight lands as your second flight is boarding! I try not to book connections with less than an hour in between.
And PLEASE don’t plan major events for the day of travel! Do you really want to miss cousin Linda’s wedding because you chose to fly in that morning instead of the day before? I do not fly in the morning of a meeting unless I can afford to miss that meeting completely.
Travel Tip #2: Don’t check your bags
If you want maximum flexibility in managing delays and getting on earlier flights via the standby list, you can’t have checked bags. On numerous occasions I’ve been able to jump onto a different flight when mine was delayed, simply because I had all my bags with me at the gate.
Please note: This isn’t necessarily an easy tip to accomplish. If you’re going on a 2 week trip to Europe, or traveling with many small children…yeah, not going to happen. Whether or not you should try to carry on could be its own article, so leave a comment if you’re interested in that discussion…if there’s enough interest, I’ll write a “To Check or Not to Check” post.