What I Overheard
Recently I was in another Doctor’s office and overheard this one. If people could only step back and realize what things sound like!
Patient: “I want to check on Mrs. Smith.”
Receptionist: “Are you on her HIPAA (Federal Government privacy) form?”
Patient: “I dunno. I’m her mama. I want to pay fifty dollars on her bill.”
Receptionist: “Oh, that’s different. What’s her date of birth?”
I don’t know about you, but for me there is something wrong with that picture.
Dr. B
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March 4, 2008 at 12:27 pm
Hi, Dr. Bibey,
Thanks for posting on my Blog, it brought me to visit yours where I found some good stuff to read. I love Bluegrass and even had a couple of my little stories published in the now out of business Rosine, Ky. Bluegrass Magazine.
bits
March 4, 2008 at 12:30 pm
bits,
Rosine- the home of Bill Monroe. Great stuff! Thanks for visiting.
Dr. B
March 4, 2008 at 2:19 pm
Doc, don’t EVEN get me STARTED.
I have no contact with my biological family beyond Auntie. Trust me – this is for the best. Anyway, the biologicals moved back to the area code last year, and I’m genuinely concerned that they’ll try to contact my daughters at school. I called Beanie’s school and asked about this, and I was assured that they’d be given NO access to the girls unless that person is on their emergency list.
I hope my office ladies are a bit more conscientious than the one you observed. My babies’ lives could be at stake.
March 4, 2008 at 2:46 pm
mrschili,
here’s to a safe journey for all the chilis. If all is well with our children, all is well.
Dr. B