Joe Boyd hated the Yankees.
“Those damn Yankees. Why can’t we beat ‘em?”
Then he got the opportunity to save his beloved Washington Senators by making a deal with the devil – giving up his soul in exchange for being transformed into “Shoeless Joe” to propel his team to win the World Series.
Interesting. I think a lot of doctors are making their deal with the devil. They are looking for a small gain in comparison to a long-term of misery. True, Joe Boyd made out in the end; but that will only happen if someone from Hollywood writes our script.
Here’s the problem: at the core of our problems with healthcare is the total lack of cohesive communication. Doctors have no idea what other doctors have done with a patient. Tests get ordered, medications get changed, procedures, hospitalizations, even surgeries are done without communication to other doctors who would benefit from this information. The conduit of communication is this:
Doctor: “So, how have you been doing over the past few months?”
Patient: “Didn’t you get the notes from the hospital? I was in for two weeks. I had a heart attack and a stroke and now I am in rehab for both of these.”
Doctor: (checks chart uncomfortably) “No, I didn’t hear about it. Why don’t you tell me about it….”
Situations like this happen daily at my office. Patients are started on medications by specialists without my knowledge. Lab tests are done that I have no access to. Huge changes happen in the lives of the patients for whom I have cared for over a decade, and I get nothing. Even consults I order are done without any communication back to me. On the other side of things, my patients are hospitalized without any consideration of the care I have been giving over the past decade. Patients are treated as if their care starts from scratch every time they enter a new venue.