When you have a tumor that's supposed to be vanquished by radiation therapy but refuses to go away, you're supposed to check on it periodically to see if it's resumed rapid-growth mode. While experience hasn't made my heart grow fond of MRI's, I reluctantly decided to give it another go, since I still have lumps I shouldn't have..
Here's what happened last time. I'm reluctant to dive into MRI-world again because even simple medical scheduling like for a covid test is a big problem -- but small compared to the nightmare of scheduling something like an MRI. Why don't I just go somewhere else where it's done well? Hah! Fat chance. And even then the burden would be on me to pry what are supposedly MY records from the iron grip of the multiple EMR's of my current system.
This time was an adventure -- a new kind of screw-up!
Scheduling the test
You would like to think that a doctor would keep on top of his/her patients and notify them when they're supposed to do something. Like my vet does for my cat! The rhetoric is that they do. It's possible that some of them do -- though how they manage it when having to spend nearly half their time entering an ever-growing amount of stuff into EMR's that are supposed to make things better is a testament to dedication and likely early burn-out.
The burden was on me to remember to schedule this standard-protocol follow-on test for my cancer. Clearly the big-institution medical center wasn’t up to the job. Neither was my insurance company, which is glad to pepper me with reminders to get my blood pressure tested by a doctor, something I regularly do myself at home. Test for cancer? It’s beyond them. A straightforward workflow software system would handle it all automatically.
I was supposed to get the next test a year after the prior one. I let it slip. No one reached out to me, of course. It's now nearly two years. Sigh.
I reached out via email on Nov 16, because I know calling is pointless. After many interactions on Dec 22 I was told I have an appointment -- ignoring of course my request to make it myself. At least I got it and could arrange things to be there on January 8.
Two days before the appointment I got a brief reminder voicemail and an email. The email didn't happen to mention a time or place. I guess they trusted me to know -- unlike any normal scheduling reminder system. But it did give me a ton of words about covid and safety, and requested that I spend time filling out forms online, which I did. Including uploading my driver's license and insurance card.
Taking the test
I arrived on time. After 45 minutes of claustrophobic rigid motionlessness to assure a good quality MRI while being bombarded by loud noises, the tech stopped things and asked me about my tumor and its location, which is under my shoulder blade. His reply: "We have to stop the MRI test. I'm following the test order, but I just looked at the prior scans and they're different! This order says "shoulder," which means around the joint. What past scans did was scapula, including all the way to near the backbone. This machine can't capture that. We'll have to restart you with the other machine here that can."
There was more conversation, all polite on my side, since the tech took initiative and was saving me from thinking everything was fine and having to come back to get the scan done correctly.
Even better, the facility wasn't busy, and the tech took the initiative to get me scanned at the correct machine. I was delayed by an hour and had extra practice at remaining immobile under aural bombardment, but OK. I warmly thanked both techs for their initiative and flexibility and went on my way.
Simply copying and sending in the same order as before was apparently beyond the esteemed radiation center director and/or his staff. I guess I should have gone elsewhere after the time I was in for an appointment after a scan had been done and he carefully examined … the wrong shoulder blade. And then only changing after the second time I politely mentioned he was on the wrong side.
Seeking the test results
What you're supposed to do is make a follow-up appointment with the director of the radiation oncology center to get your results. As in the past, I want to see the results myself. I have previously made an account on the system's patient access portal to do this. I entered the login information and got told this:
Less than a year after my prior access, they de-activated me. Do banks inactivate accounts for lack of use? How about email accounts? Or anything else? Exactly what horrible consequence is being averted by prompt de-activation? Right.
I read through all the material. Only by downloading a PDF file was I able to get the phone number I had to call, which was the only path back to activation. I called and after much of the usual nonsense I got through to a person who, after learning everything about me except my favorite flavor of ice cream gave me a code to enable me to enter a new miraculously complex password and have access to ... my own data, blankity-blank it!
The Surprise Appointment
Remember when I asked to make my own MRI test appointment so I could be sure it was at a time I could make? And one was made on my behalf? Imagine making a reservation at a restaurant and they TELL YOU when the appointment is that you may have -- because we're nice; after all, we don't have to let you come, so we'll fit you in when it suits us. This is what the MRI appointment was like.
Now, having logged into MyChart -- finally -- I discovered I had an appointment to see the director of radiation oncology! Surprise! When were you going to tell me, guys? I was nice and called the number, wove my way through the phone maze and found someone who claimed he would "tell the director." Not cancel the appointment; tell the director. Is some form of after-school detention coming my way to punish me for this refusal of an appointment? We'll see.
Why are they so insistent in me having an appointment with the director to "go over my results" with me? Simple: they want to be able to generate a claim for a visit.
Trying to get my test results
Given that they made an appointment for me to see the doctor two days after the test, it’s a fair assumption that the test results have been filed. I’ve been on the system’s patient access system and the radiation center’s separate (of course) system every day. They clearly have the results. They refuse to let me have them.
Refusing to provide patients timely access to their test results should be a crime. Why? In the most basic way, they are my property. Suppose I go to a tailor and get measured for a custom suit. I pay for the suit. Then the tailor refuses to give me the suit, and ignores my requests. If you go back to the tailor shop, the tailor says “I don’t deliver the suits. I just take measurements, make a suit, and give it to my team.” How do I get my suit then? “Go to MyTailor.com, sign in and it will be there.” What if it’s not? “Sorry, it’s not under my control.” Is the tailor shop committing a crime, taking money and refusing to deliver what was paid for? Of course! But in the wonderful world of medical business, this is standard practice.
Beyond the crime issue, sometimes those test results are health issues that the patients can be incredibly anxious about! Like me. I’m writing this making liberal use of my right arm and fingers, which the cancer could kill. Could it be worse? Yes. But am I anxious to see those results? You betcha!
All the rhetoric is that patients have the "right" to have full access to their own records. Wonderful modern medical record systems crow about how they support this full access. Lies. Blatant and pernicious. And no one does anything about it! Not only isn't it a scandal, it isn't even news.
Read here about the break-through in hospital EMR electronic data exchange. Read here, here, here and here about prior adventures on the same subject. Summary: Compared to past experiences, this was pretty good!
Getting the pre-auth
I’d kind of like to see the actual pre-auth so I can see the test order, a thing that the insurance company should have denied because it was wrong. I went to their website, which is of course down.
They say I can get what I need from their wonderful app Sydney, but it doesn’t have the information. Of course. Forget it. I have better things to do. I already know that the armies of highly paid IT professionals at Anthem can't build software, so beating a dead horse..
Getting my test results
After finally gaining access to MyMountSinai I log in. Of course the test isn't there. Given that they made an appointment for me to see the doctor two days after the test, I'm pretty sure they have it. They're just taking their sweet time to let me see it. Because patient satisfaction is important to them, you know.
I check the next day. The next. Next. Next. A couple more. I finally email the doctor who ordered the test, politely asking if he would send it to me. A couple days later I got an email from Mount Sinai:
Amazing! The results for "David A. Black" are in! I wonder who that is? A long-lost relative? I'm David B. Black. No wonder matching patient health records is a problem.
I carefully read through the report. Here's the punch line:
"No convincing evidence of progression..." is definitely "appreciated" by me! While I'd much rather that it was gone, sullenly sitting in my body not growing I'll gladly take.
The doctor later responded to my email saying he would forward the test results, which arrived. The substance was the same, but Mt Sinai had gone to the trouble to omit lots of information from the report released to me officially and the one forwarded from their own internal system to me. For example, the name of the doctor who wrote the report. Instead of simply copying the information they have to enable me to access it, they've taken trouble to create software to pick and choose exactly which -- of my possessions! -- they will deign to allow me to have. When they feel like it.
Conclusion
In the overall scheme of things, everything I experienced was small potatoes. I'm healthy and alive. This doesn't come close to being in the ball park of the deaths and serious issues resulting from medical error and the costly, health-harming impact of standard medical practices that have been proven to be wrong, but which the authorities refuse to change because it would mean admitting error.
My experience is nonetheless a good example of the business-as-usual gross inefficiencies of the medical system that drive up costs, cause endless patient trouble and generally make things far worse than they should be. This isn't about exotic new biomedical discoveries. It's about things that should be plain, ordinary common-sense processes and software of the kind widely used in fields like veterinary medicine that should be the standard in human medicine. But aren't. One is tempted to think in terms of self-absorbed heads-in-the-clouds elites, but all I've got is mountains of mountains of anecdotal evidence, no serious, RCT's (random controlled tests, the gold standard of medical studies) in favor of that hypothesis, so I'll just put it aside.