BUSH DIARY APRIL 1997:
Christmas Mystery solved. I received a mystery gift 1995, some one sent me a large sheet of plastic angels, the kind you use as decals. It came from a Mail Boxes in Boise, Idaho. No return address and no idear from whom this largess had come. Last Sunday, Barbara Whelan called to chat and asked if I had received a tube from her. I told her the only tube I had received was 1995 Holiday Season. She said that yes that was her. Thank you Baba Wawa!!
O Jeez our coders are becoming an endangered species. The new head of the clinic, Dr M has a business degree as well as an MD. He believes that choosing an IDC9 code from page one of the superbill and CPT code from page two is sufficient. Thus the coders have been hammered with superbills. Billing has noted, thank god, that the doctor assigned codes do not match the codes on the medical record. Um, well change it says Dr. M. Um, nope that constitutes fraud with a capital Fra!! Monica is going through the whole pile. Somebody gonna get mad and quit and the sooner the better. Also there is the looming threat that our coders will get moved to the new ASNA building. Um, coding from pinks, don't think so. Why couldn't the man own a winery like all quasi God-like self assured MD's. I ax youse.
Interesting morning. Monica stayed home with a case of the Barrow crud. I attended a big deal meeting. John Morrow CEO announced that he is going to ASNA as he does not agree with the bottom line mentality. Dr. M will become the hospital administrator???? Eeesh gawd. John will be paid full salary by ASNS until he retires.
Monica came in later that day and was nearly knocked over about John's leaving. She said she would have NEVER come to Barrow if she knew he was not going to be here. Tim and I even discussed whether or not to move if everyone quits, I am not quite ready to give up the present salary so we shall take a wait and see attitude.
Shopping dream. I purchased a set of weird nesting salad spoons and forks. They came preloaded with straws as soon as the fork and spoon separated, a straw popped out. Hmm is that handy? Not sure.
Work shop in Anchorage: I will be attending tne State Medical Record meeting on May 1-3. I will be camping out the Sheraton where I shall enjoy room service.
Spring Festival has been cancelled. A small plane went down near Wainwright. Search and Rescue could not go due to fog. They went out the next day, found the wreck and think the fuel line froze and flew straight into the ice. I am doing all five death certificates. Doctors have documented death by trauma. What a tragedy.
Bradford is going to get irradiated for his hyperthyroidism. The medication is no longer keeping him stable. Tim is calling around to find a Vet who does the Iodine 131 treatment. When this has all been ironed out we will be scheduling a three week trip to get this all done.
4-17: This is a three by three foot opening just outside medical records that is an access hatch to the lower workings of the hospital. One of the maintenance guys had the hatch open, there were warning codes posted and he walked away and then walked back right into the hatch and fell a good ten feet. He stayed there until the ambulance crew arrived and hauled him out of the hole.
Embarrassing day. I called the pilot's widow about details for the death certificate to get some details and she said that he had been cremated and that she already had a certificate. So I kept on checking details and mine were not agreeing with hers until we got to the middle name. Two different patients, same name, same DOB, ugh. I apologized profusely and hung up the phone.. Note to self, put SAME NAME warning label in system for a heads up. Duh.
Spring Festival is this weekend. Tim is going to sign up for the ping pong tournament. We should see some snow mobile racing as viewed from the lab window. The parade was broadcast on the radio and consisted of sixteen trucks with balloons. The honey bucket truck got special attention.
Boy, that is enough about April 1997.
G'night folks.
Christmas Mystery solved. I received a mystery gift 1995, some one sent me a large sheet of plastic angels, the kind you use as decals. It came from a Mail Boxes in Boise, Idaho. No return address and no idear from whom this largess had come. Last Sunday, Barbara Whelan called to chat and asked if I had received a tube from her. I told her the only tube I had received was 1995 Holiday Season. She said that yes that was her. Thank you Baba Wawa!!
O Jeez our coders are becoming an endangered species. The new head of the clinic, Dr M has a business degree as well as an MD. He believes that choosing an IDC9 code from page one of the superbill and CPT code from page two is sufficient. Thus the coders have been hammered with superbills. Billing has noted, thank god, that the doctor assigned codes do not match the codes on the medical record. Um, well change it says Dr. M. Um, nope that constitutes fraud with a capital Fra!! Monica is going through the whole pile. Somebody gonna get mad and quit and the sooner the better. Also there is the looming threat that our coders will get moved to the new ASNA building. Um, coding from pinks, don't think so. Why couldn't the man own a winery like all quasi God-like self assured MD's. I ax youse.
Interesting morning. Monica stayed home with a case of the Barrow crud. I attended a big deal meeting. John Morrow CEO announced that he is going to ASNA as he does not agree with the bottom line mentality. Dr. M will become the hospital administrator???? Eeesh gawd. John will be paid full salary by ASNS until he retires.
Monica came in later that day and was nearly knocked over about John's leaving. She said she would have NEVER come to Barrow if she knew he was not going to be here. Tim and I even discussed whether or not to move if everyone quits, I am not quite ready to give up the present salary so we shall take a wait and see attitude.
Shopping dream. I purchased a set of weird nesting salad spoons and forks. They came preloaded with straws as soon as the fork and spoon separated, a straw popped out. Hmm is that handy? Not sure.
Work shop in Anchorage: I will be attending tne State Medical Record meeting on May 1-3. I will be camping out the Sheraton where I shall enjoy room service.
Spring Festival has been cancelled. A small plane went down near Wainwright. Search and Rescue could not go due to fog. They went out the next day, found the wreck and think the fuel line froze and flew straight into the ice. I am doing all five death certificates. Doctors have documented death by trauma. What a tragedy.
Bradford is going to get irradiated for his hyperthyroidism. The medication is no longer keeping him stable. Tim is calling around to find a Vet who does the Iodine 131 treatment. When this has all been ironed out we will be scheduling a three week trip to get this all done.
4-17: This is a three by three foot opening just outside medical records that is an access hatch to the lower workings of the hospital. One of the maintenance guys had the hatch open, there were warning codes posted and he walked away and then walked back right into the hatch and fell a good ten feet. He stayed there until the ambulance crew arrived and hauled him out of the hole.
Embarrassing day. I called the pilot's widow about details for the death certificate to get some details and she said that he had been cremated and that she already had a certificate. So I kept on checking details and mine were not agreeing with hers until we got to the middle name. Two different patients, same name, same DOB, ugh. I apologized profusely and hung up the phone.. Note to self, put SAME NAME warning label in system for a heads up. Duh.
Spring Festival is this weekend. Tim is going to sign up for the ping pong tournament. We should see some snow mobile racing as viewed from the lab window. The parade was broadcast on the radio and consisted of sixteen trucks with balloons. The honey bucket truck got special attention.
Boy, that is enough about April 1997.
G'night folks.
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