No, it’s not a technical issue. It’s a moral issue. It’s a moral issue because, beyond my own anecdotal evidence here, there is empirical evidence that barriers to record portability have a direct and negative effect on our ability to deliver effective health care.
What else seemed natural was the grocery bag full of documents. Health documents chronicling all of the tests done heretofore on my father, including radiological X-rays photographs (do not bend).
This was of course well before the issue of medical record portability, much less who owned the records, was on anyone’s technical radar screen.
This was well before HIPAA was supposed to answer that question and solve that problem.
Unfortunately, the cause of my father’s illness eluded the clinic, as it had every other provider. My father died three months later and it wasn’t until his autopsy that we finally knew what had killed him: a massive aortic dissection made worse by the blood thinners that had been prescribed (not by Cleveland) as a prophylactic against blood clotting.
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On a beautiful fall day in 2012, I fired up my minivan and drove my late wife from our home in Bloomington, Indiana to Cleveland, Ohio.
Our destination was again the Cleveland Clinic -- now also the first-stop destination of all Saudi Arabia’s royalty. A few months before our visit, the clinic hosted Saudi Crown Prince Nayef -- for what were deemed just routine tests. Medical tourism comes a little easier when you’ve got your own 747.
The parallels were eerie, including the fact that we’d found it necessary to fill another grocery bag full of documents. Most them paper with some smattering of digital: imaging data stored on CD-ROM (no structured data, such as a C-CDA record (again, do not bend)).
The parallels also included the fact that no definitive diagnosis of my late wife’s illness could be made and she died just four days after our visit to Cleveland. Like my father, the only definitive diagnosis of her illness was post-mortem: Cardiac Amyloidosis. Possibly made worse by the cardiac medicine she’d been prescribed (again, not by Cleveland).
Thirty-years after my trip with my father, and fifteen years since the passage of HIPAA, nothing had really changed. Patients, not providers. Patients, not payers. Patients, not the institutions were still responsible for shuffling their own health care data between one provider and another.
That is when they could even get at what was, by the HIPAA act, their own property.
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My minor stepson recently broke his leg (badly). Now, nearly three months since that break, my wife is struggling to get the involved Oregon hospitals and clinics to release his medical records to her. Why? Because she needs to cart that data to his follow-up providers.
She needs to fill her grocery-bag.
But she can’t even get what she needs to fill that bag. Providers drag their feet providing patients with the patient’s own data. There’s no billing code for that. There’s no profit in enhancing record portability. Money is made in inaction, not action.
Things are getting worse, not better.