Friday, June 15, 2007
HIPPA, which stands for something, is a federal law which attempts to protect patient privacy and confidentiality. Now it's not as if it wasn't protected before, it's just that with paperwork in trash cans, phone calls inquiring about patients, and talk in hallways and elevators there was a concern, and no doubt, some real instances, where sensitive patient information got into the wrong hands. Enter the bull in the china shop known as the federal government.
Without getting into the law's specifics or requirements (because I care about as much about it as I do about whom Paris Hilton is currently boning) I offer you a typical conversation between physicians about a patient in accordance with HIPPA (and the Sopranos).
Doc 1: "Hey doc, did you take care of that thing with that guy?"
Doc 2: "Which guy was that?"
Doc 1: "You know, the guy with the thing on his hoo-ha?"
Doc 2: "Oh yeah, the guy from the other day?"
Doc 1: "Yeah, that guy."
Doc 2: "We took care of it."
Doc 1: "Any problems?"
Doc 2: "Not really, but his family... geez, they are a problem!."
Doc 1: "Anything I need to know about?"
Doc 2: "If you see them again and you have a problem give me a call and one of my associates or I will take care of it."
Doc 1: "Good to go. We are talking about that fat young guy right? I mean the young male 'person of mass'?"
Doc 2: "No, damn, I was talking about the thin old guy."
Doc 1: "I don't know him."
Doc 2: "Oh."
Doc 1: "Never mind."
Doc 2: "See you later."
Posted by 911DOC at Friday, June 15, 2007