Oct 30, 2002 - Mrs. Beaker and I were about 30 minutes into a movie when we heard a blood curdling scream from my 6 year old daughter’s room. Not a “My sister took my doll!” kind of scream, a “I’m in f*cking pain!” kind of scream. So we rush towards her bedroom and meet her in the hallway as she was leaving her bedroom. Her right forearm is obviously broken. At about the midway point her forearm takes on a 60 degree angle.
I quickly scoop her up, my wife hands me a blanket to keep her warm (my daughter is in her pajamas) and I head out to the emergency room. After we arrive at the hospital the clerk in the emergency room takes our insurance information we get sent to radiology where a few X-rays are taken. Then we return to the one of the emergency treatment rooms complete with curtain door and medical paraphernalia. The attending nurse tells us that a specialist is needed and that an orthopedic surgeon has been called. She then goes through standard operating procedures taking her temperature, blood pressure and the like.
When the doctor (we’ll call him Doctor A) arrives on the scene he briefly considers casting and setting the bone right away. My daughter doesn’t do well in hospitals though and her fear (even with my and the wife’s attempts at soothing her) is making it difficult for to proceed. Finally he decides to put a splint on the arm and tells us to come in early, early, early tomorrow morning (it was rather late at night) for treatment as he has an 8 hour surgery planned the next day. We follow his instructions, bring her in the next day and the surgeon does a superlative job at setting her bones while my daughter is under anesthesia.
Fast forward a couple of months. The Doctor’s bill all told is around $1025 out of pocket (a big chunk of that filled up the deductible). The anesthesiologist’s bill was around $60 (much less since insurance kicked in after meeting the deductible). It’s Christmas and things are kind of tight but I have no compunctions about sending a good chunk of my bonus off to these guys. My family is very important to me and the entire medical staff were professional and competent. I have no complaints. So, I send off $700 to the Doctor in December and then another $200 in January and I pay off the anesthesiologist completely. I still owe some money to Doctor A but I’m not receiving much pressure since I’m willing and able to pay (it just takes some time that’s all).
Last week I received a bill for $182 for the emergency room visit from a different doctor. Let’s call him Doctor B. I have no idea who Doctor B is. I do not recognize his name, cannot picture his face, nothing. I have no memory of this person. “Hmmmm, that’s strange” I think to myself. So I decide to contact the number listed on the bill and inquire about it. The billing employee at the other end of the phone works for a company located in Oklahoma (hint: I don’t live in Oklahoma). She tells me that the bill is for “services rendered” by the attending emergency physician. I tell her that she’s mistaken and that no services were rendered by a physician of that name at that date and time (I was with my daughter 100% of the time that night). She tells me that that’s what she sees on her screen and that if the doctor made a phone call to a specialist that could very well account for the charge in question.
So I decide to call the business office of the hospital where I took my daughter. After speaking with the director he confirms that Doctor B has filled out paperwork indicating he was the emergency physician and that he performed an “emergency evaluation”. Apparently Doctor B is a self employed physician at several hospitals and has no office. The director is apologetic but can’t provide me with any contact information for Doctor B and is only able to give me the phone number for the Oklahoma billing company which the doctor uses (and which I already have). I decide to get all copies of patient information pertinent to my daughter’s visit from their Patient Records department so I call the director and leave a message. That was about 30 minutes ago.
My thinking is that Doctor B simply, as a matter of procedure, automatically fills out a bill for every patient who sets foot in the emergency room for a nanosecond regardless of whether he actually did anything.
Summary. The hospital doesn’t really have any information and can’t really help me since Doctor B is a self employed professional with no office. I have no contact number for Doctor B except to a billing entity out of state which has no information about what went on that night except for what appears on their screen.
Conclusion. I’m probably screwed.
I am angry and frustrated. I know this is the pit but I choose not to rant at this time since I don’t know if what I’m experiencing is malice, incompetence, or just a really screwed up system. But, I’ll say it again. I’m angry and frustrated.
Grim