“Not My Problem” Healthcare: Cultural & Societal Ethics

Reblogged from Medivisor:

What happens when people, working in healthcare, choose to ignore pain and suffering?  What happens when a patient or caregiver complains?  Here’s an eye witness account of what happened to one young woman.

 ”I was there to soften the blow of threatening letters from clinicians refusing her care I’ve stood there while clinicians, including some I deeply admired, all checked a mental box for triage and passed her to a never-named “someone else.” ~Whitney Zatzkin

Jess Jacobs, MS, a 29 year old graduate of University of California-Berkley with a masters in health systems administration fromethics Georgetown University, died on August 13, 2016. She was an online patient activist, a sister, daughter and friend.  Many remembrances have already been posted.  Whitney Zatzkin’s is a beautiful tribute.

For another of Jess’ friends, Dr. Ted Eytan, her death elicited of a specific memory from medical school.

“I had a flashback while starting this post, to the first day of my third year of medical school – the first day…that medical students spend time in the hospital helping to care for patients….at evening sign out, the medical resident in charge of our education and safety taught us the acronym “NMP.” It stood for “not my problem,” uttered after a beeper page was responded to about a patient that was not under our care. That moment conveyed important messages to me – that this was going to be brutal, and she was going to shield us, which she did. I would only later ask the question, ‘from what?’”

A Casualty of “Not My Problem”?

Jess had invisible diseases (in social media parlance-a spoonie), Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome and Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (POTS).  Ehlers-Danlos is mainly an inherited, connective tissue disorder–characterized by loose joints, and fragile skin–but which can affect other organs. Although  Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome is classified as rare, the Ehlers-Danlos Society states that it is may be more common than the stated prevalence of 1 in 2500 to 1 in 5000.

According to Dysautonomia International, POTS is not rare, affecting between 1 M and 3 M people in the US.  It is a disorder of the autonomic nervous system, the part of the nervous system that controls body functions, like heartbeat, digestion and breathing. Diagnosis of POTS is difficult but one of the symptoms is dizziness and fainting.  A person with POTS  has an increase in their heart rate when they stand up, their total amount of blood may be low, and they may have an increase in norepinephrine in their blood.

Jess fainted often.

After getting her degree at Georgetown, Jess worked for the Department of Health and Human Services in mhealth, telehealth and health innovation.  She left the federal government to work for Aetna as a Director  with Aetna’s Innovation Labs. Being an innovator, she embraced patient engagement and joint patient-physician decision-making.  This, along with her health systems background and innate intelligence, is why, when she interacted with the healthcare world, she pushed.

For example, she shared on her blog, a letter she received from her primary care physician:

Hi Jess,
POTS is a rare diagnosis, and I am by no means a specialist in the treatment of it. I cannot comment on whether treatment with opioids is the best route or not. My only suggestion was that it might be prudent to see another POTS specialist for an opinion. It might also turn out to be helpful to see the Rheumatologist and Neurologist to see if they have any thoughts or ideas.
I know this is beyond frustrating for you, feeling poorly and not having any therapies pan-out with respect to making you feel better. There are no clear answers when it comes to POTS.
Best wishes,
Primary Care Physician
 And her response [edited–the original here]

Dear Primary Care Physician –

I know all too well how complicated and rare POTS is. I’ve lived with this diagnosis for five years. It’s ok that you are not a specialist in the condition. I am….As to the realities… I haven’t left the house to go anywhere except physician appointments this year. I have a wheelchair….

As to the pain and condition prognosis, please remember that POTS is secondary to my underlying Ehlers-Danlos…the reason my joints swell, pop in and out of place, and are a source of pain…

The majority of my friends are allied [to] the healthcare field… and all ask “who’s coordinating all of this?” to which I say I am and then they all stress about who is going to take over when I start puking and can’t get off the floor on my own.

I’m not sure where they got the notion that my primary care physician should coordinate my care, maybe they were looking at NCQA’s patient centered medical homes model, or found a copy of the Accountable Care Organization regulations from CMS…. All I know is that they all say that a PCP is the person to coordinate care.

By telling me that my condition is complex and stating that I should just see additional specialists, you are surrendering….So, this leads me to ask: If you are not willing and able to help me, who in your practice is?

Best,

Jess

A Casualty of Engagement?  Social Sharing

Although the above letter is confrontational, Jess was also a funny person who shared her experiences during her many hospital stays with humor and warmth.   But she could not stand idly by.  In one DC hospital stay, she described having to use her cell phone to call the nurses station for herself and her roommate.

My roommate, admitted for a Sickle Cell crisis, cried hysterically for over 12 hours while her pain remained unmanaged. During this time I called and emailed the patient advocate several times on my roommate’s behalf and ‘rang’ the nurse countless times.  Eventually my roommate’s attending came to see her. Unfortunately her physician … insisted my roommate’s issues [were]related to positive thinking and refused to revert to a pain regimen that had apparently worked before. I’m not a physician and have no idea what pain medications this girl should have been on. But as a human I know that “Tears = Bad” and anyone that cries for twelve hours while begging someone, anyone, to call their physician of record isn’t faking it. She didn’t stop crying until a doctor with some humanity sedated her following shift change. The complete disregard for her pain stripped her of her dignity and brought me to tears.

bloody sink

 She also experienced  unsanitary conditions which she shared.

When Dr. Y visited me during a two-week stay in July, I thought Hospital X had hit rock bottom. During this stay my roommate’s bloody vomit sat clogged in the sink for three days before someone came to plunge it.

 

Jess was lucky because she had friends.

As things were advancing for Jess, my spouse, Jake, and I were soon in her “first responder unit” — a small team of friends in DC that sought to catch her when she fell, or maybe it was more to make sure she had a gentle landing. We’d keep her company during hospital stays and, eventually, help advocate and fight for her basic rights in the health system. We’d coordinate her care when no clinician would — with the resourcefulness of our MSF-Doctors without Borders friends abroad. We didn’t have to go abroad to a remote nation state to serve where most needed, we just had to look about a block into DC.

Being Ahead of Healthcare Leadership

ethicsBut her excellent education in healthcare systems unfortunately didn’t help her.  She lived in our nation’s capital surrounded by huge healthcare institutions that are some of the best in the US.  Yet healthcare failed her.  When she pushed back at healthcare leaders, she experienced resentment and push back in the form of loss of healthcare services.

“Being facile with Google, having open data, and APIs galore can’t save people who at critical times need a good doctor. Not friends who are doctors, your own doctor who prioritizes your health and does what needs to be done…Despite the good intentions of the let patients help community, patients can’t play doctors. …[doctors] do have a purpose though, and they (the doctors) cost society a lot of money to create. We should be made to deliver the value on the debt we owe society for allowing us to be who we are. But then, are patients ….strong enough to make this ask? Based on being an hour in the hospital with Jess, post-getting-yelled-at, post-merciless gaze from the people in the white coats, I’m not sure, and it’s not fair.

I guess then, it’s “let patients help” and “make doctors help.” Or actually, it’s “create doctors that help.” There’s a concept in medical education known as the “hidden curriculum.”

Realizing that it was likely that my engagement was going to do more harm than good, I limited my engagement. So did many of the doctors that she interacted with. The difference is that those doctors were her doctors, paid to work on her behalf. Their training must have been the same as mine because I could tell the acronym “not my problem” was underlying a lot of the behavior.”~Ted Eytan, MD

What about the people who don’t have the resources,  the education, the friends and connections or even access to hospitals?

One blogger discussed the “Not My Problem” attitude as a workflow breakdown.

Relative to healthcare’s ‘Not My Problem’ culture…there most definitely is a workflow angle. Here is a quote from Business Process Management Systems: Strategy and Implementation.

“In the BPM organization, delivering customer value and optimizing process performance are two central goals….This discourages the “not my problem” mentality and the practice of throwing issues over the functional wall.”

Ethics

ethicsBut “Not My Problem NMP is about ethics.  In this reflection on the  Modern Hippocratic Oath that medical students repeat upon graduation:

 “I look back to the wisdom and guidance of Hippocrates everyday as I struggle to balance my duties, patient rights and allocation of hospital/societal resources for the sake of underprivileged and acutely ill mothers and their unborn children.

It is particularly evident in this modern era when more students are choosing residencies in radiology, anesthesiology, and pathology for the sake of their lifestyle. [They] tend to openly complain about excessive clinical workload despite obvious patient needs. Many of these individuals rationalize a “shift-mentality” as their future practice of medicine that justifies going home when they are “off-duty” despite any other professional obligations. It appears that “job quality” is a priority when compared to “professional duty” in the medical practice of these particular future physicians.

Some of this new breed of colleagues also have a public display of disrespect for the indigent, confused, and simplistic patient. Instead of becoming an advocate and/or protector of society’s weakest element, they would discard this needy population in preference for the medical procedure, economizing their clinical practice or optimizing their time at home with family and friends.

R.E.B.

Nursing is not off the hook as can be found in numerous descriptions on Jess’ website and in her twitter feed.  Nurses take this oath at their pinning ceremony:

“I solemnly pledge myself before God and in the presence of this assembly, to pass my life in purity and to practice my profession faithfully. I will abstain from whatever is deleterious and mischievous… With loyalty will I endeavor to…devote myself to the welfare of those committed to my care.”

Nor are those in administration who should be serving.

If “Not My Problem” happened to Jess, it will happen and is happening all over this country.  It’s Everyone’s Problem.

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4 thoughts on ““Not My Problem” Healthcare: Cultural & Societal Ethics

  1. I’m scared to go to new doctors. I’m scared to have to explain. I don’t know what I’ll do when I get sicker, or pick up some of the ‘regular’ diseases of old age. I’m terrified of being ‘cared for’ in a nursing home.

    It’s barely feasible when I advocate for myself; I don’t know what it’s going to be like later in life, when I can’t.

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    1. Yes, dealing with these doctors often feels like pleading for my life and more often than not those pleas fall on deaf ears because they are already trying to decide who to pawn me off on rather than seriously consider whether they might be able to help me. My GI, who I just saw last week makes me justify what is wrong with me and argues whether or not I really have an autoimmune disorder every fucking time I see her. I have now been through so many GI’s, though, I can’t possibly tell her to take a leap either. I had to literally hand her diagnoses, like all these other idiots and suddenly she becones quiet and goes, “Oh yes of course. Let’s scope you and see if it’s this.” What the hell? Why do I have to do this? I’m not the one with a specialty in gastroenterology or any other medical degree. I shouldn’t have to draw her a map. I shouldn’t have to diagnose myself at all, but I do, over and over again. Do you have no GP, even? What do you do now when you need care? I looked for mine when I didn’t need it so we could get to know each other and see how it works. He’s my best doctor if a bit referral happy.

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      1. Patients like us take up more than our ‘fair share’ of the doctor’s time, in this world where managed care means the doctor needs to make that diagnosis and get that patient out of the examining room as quickly as possible. The model doesn’t allow for the fact that it is exhausting for us to make and go to the appointments we would need if we went for a <15min visit for each symptom, never mind that no one would then coordinate all the results!

        Without some place like the proposed Centers of Excellence (in idea stage, not actually in design or production) for ME/CFS, there is no one to whom we look like prime patients.

        I'm scared what will happen when normal aging and diseases of the elderly look at me as a vulnerable human – and ADD to the misery; I'm sure doctors will not be able to sort out what is CFS and what is something new, and won't be interested in taking it into account during treatment anyway.

        But I have no choice but to keep battling – after all, it's MY life, and I'd like to keep it, if you don't mind.

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  2. Sorry I’m slow in responding. My husband brought us home a lovely guft from work; a terrible stomach virus! Yes, you’ve got it, exactly. It’s a catch-22. So long as we’re interested in staying alive, we really have no choice but play along as best we can, at least in those areas of our health that can’t be helped by alternative treatments (if we can afford and fet access to them). One can only hope for some big changes in the meantime. We all have a right to battle as long as we choose and as long as there are still means left in the world. Certainly no one should die due to the kind of neglect the patient in that article saw, like we see reflected in our own lives all the time.

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