Take Medicine Back has sent a coalition letter to @NCAGO@JoshStein_, pres-elect of the @NatlAssnAttysGn requesting investigation into widespread violations of the prohibitions on the corporate practice of medicine in North Carolina and across states. takemedicineback.org/letter-to-ag-j…
#PrivateEquity firms are rapidly consolidating physician staffing groups resulting in both monopolies and labor monopsonies harming both patients and physicians - placing profits above patients.
The Corporate Practice of Medicine "occurs whenever a non-physician individual or corporation exerts control over the medical decision-making or collects reimbursement for the medical services of physicians." The majority of states prohibit it @aaeminfo@AAEMRSA@AmerMedicalAssn
Despite bans on the corporate practice of medicine, Wall-Street #PrivateEquity firms use deceptive shell corporations to skirt the law and extract profit, such as through "surprise" out of network bills and balanced billing. @cepr_org@nytimes @sangerkatznytimes.com/2019/09/13/ups…
Physicians have no ability to see what is billed or collected in their names, and lack due process (employment protection). Without transparency, physicians cannot serve as a check on fraud.
I’m exhausted. I’m in an area north of Houston. The latest CoVid-19 infection rates in Houston show a steep increase in rates since re-opening in May & it’s still rising.
As an ID physician in the middle of this whole CoVid-19 pandemic, & a mom of 2, here’s why I’m tired:
1. Working almost every day (weekends included) since this March at multiple hospitals & in my clinic. I am sure it’s a challenge to learn to work remotely, but it might have been nice to have that opportunity for a bit.
2. Struggling to try to deal with remote learning for the kids when I’m not actually home to assist. Yes, my husband was able to work from home and help, as much as possible.
But with 2 kids at home, it is helpful for their mother to be there to assist.
We are McStuffin Mommies. We are a collective of nearly 1,200 women physicians of color. We are nearly 1,200 women physicians of color who are, also…mothers.
Daily, we leave our homes and tend to minds, bodies and souls to heal them and make them better, regardless of color.
With a smile, we perform physicals on towheaded boys who look like Dylann Roof, then come home and wince in fear when our sweet little boys smile with that small gap in the front like Ahmaud Arbery.
Cheerfully, we set the broken bones of men with a sprinkling of gray hair like Derek Chauvin then anxiously hold our breaths when our husbands stand tall in dapper black suits and leave our homes like George Floyd.
Heroes???
Bullshit.
That’s your word.
Your word, so that when we die, you can use it to feel better about yourselves
None of us want to die
None of us want our Zoom funerals to be touted with the word hero,
because we are not.
And it won’t make the loved ones we’ve needlessly left behind feel any better.
They will be angry
And they should be angry
Heroes.
The homeless are heroes
The stay at home moms and dads are heroes
The ordinary are heroes
And we are no different.
We’ve suddenly become heroes for your convenience and accolades.
Call us heroes, line the hospital entranceways with applause, give us free ice cream, publicize your heartfelt messages......
“Harvard is asking 4th years to volunteer without pay, benefits, tuition reimbursement, loan forgiveness, or anything to treat covid patients at a field hospital in Boston. This field hospital is being run by Partners Healthcare.”
“Partners already denied having 4th years start residency early, citing that we weren't needed. Now they're asking instead for us to volunteer to help out. They're exploiting our innate desire to be helpful so that they don't have to pay us.”
From a physician who is completing his/her internship in NYC and working on the frontlines:
I thought the ED was bad. And it seems to be getting a lot of attention, rightfully so. But if only people knew what’s happening behind the closed hospital doors, where pt’s can’t visit.
Inpatient medicine feels so dystopian. Overhead pages every 30 min, the codes are so frequent and numerous that you tune them out, only to be reminded by the buzzing pager. Within 30 min of starting my shift Wednesday, I found myself pushing into a dead person’s chest for 5
minutes, they called it, and everyone emptied out of the room. The body left lying there, connected to tubes, lifeless. Rushing to a code and then hearing another code called in route, not knowing which one to go to. Walking into the room thinking, “not again” and seeing people