
S o, I got up at 5: 30 hoping to bike into work, but my new Saint Bernard puppy ran interference and delayed me. He likes to steal all my clothes while I’m in the shower . . . underwear upstairs, left shoe in the basement, shirt in the kitchen, right shoe out on the deck. You get the picture. I did get to work by 6:30 via Jeep. I had a meaningful teleconference call with Steve Hansen and Michael Powe about our insurance issue with Group Health. I feel hopeful and am grateful for their interest. I worked on that some more as I prepared for my first patient. Most of our days are spent as if we were holding on with both hands to the back of a speeding firetruck. We rarely get 15 minutes for lunch and when we do, I feel a little sick about it . . . worried about lost revenues. Today, we had a new patient have to cancel at the last moment, opening up a 1 hour and 45 minute lunch. We couldn’t fill it from our waiting list. Our finances are in decent shape for once. The sun is out, the temps near 80 and . . . for the first time this season, I had my kayak on top of my Jeep and my paddling clothes in the trunk. Years ago I fantasied that if I could create the perfect PA job, it would be my own headache clinic, on an island’s beach in the Pacific Northwest . . . where I could jump in my kayak at lunch and go for paddle and then back into the clinic for the afternoon patients. Today, that fantasy was realized. I grabbed an ice tea, threw my kayak in the water (the launch is about 25 feet from the front door of my clinic). I donned my paddling clothes and paddled out to were I had a full view of Mount Baker . . . heavily snow-clad where the fiery peak is still doing battle with winter. It is peace, finally peace, after a year of hell. :> )
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I’ve alluded to these stories before but I want to tell one of them again, with an up date. These are things that you could never foresee when you plan a business. Everyone who has never done this would argue that somehow they are too smart or talented to allow these things to happen . . . but in reality, there is nothing they can do. We we chose our office space, I picked the newest and prettiest office building on our island. I think it was a smart choice. As part of our SBA loan, we had to sign an agreement that I would not leave this space for six years, the duration of the loan. We we first moved in, and had given out our address to all important entities, we noticed we weren’t getting any mail. Now the Post Office is just up the street and I’m sitting here typing and can see the top of the building easily. But, to my horrors, the Post Office told me that they did not deliver to this building. I spoke to the Post Master and he said they “never would and never will.” That was the only reason given. They had also sent back all of our mail as “no such address.” This caused a huge amount of nightmares including having our malpractice cancelled because we didn’t pay the premiums. It also caused a stir with many of our vendors, such as insurance companies. Finally we had to get a PO Box at the Post Office while we continued our fight. We had to give a “change of address” to the PO Box. This created a month delay in getting our payments and almost caused us to go bankrupt last summer. I was about to give up the fight in December, when Regence and a couple other insurance companies announced that they would no longer do business with practices who receive their mail via PO Box. One insurance company had already denied $3,000 in claims because of having a PO Box. I had to move forward more aggressively. The Post Office finally agreed to deliver mail but only of the mailman didn’t have to get out of his truck. There was only one spot where a mailbox could go. The landlords denied permission to put it there. I had to make the empty threat to move out (empty because if we moved out we would violate our contract with SBA and I would be force to pay them $65,000 immediately). So, finally the landlord approved the site. The post master took another month to give his approval. Then we put in our “change of address” to all entities. Oddly, every single insurance company, which refused to do business with us because we used a PO Box, only had PO Boxes. They are bullies and hypocrites! So, while we remain working our asses off, suddenly our income started to dry up again. Today, we finally had the chance to work on that. It turns out that if you do a “change of address,” in our case from a PO Box to a street address, it is counted as a “move.” So, if a practice moves, then the insurance companies denies payment until they credential you at a new site. This is so frustrating and they don’t care if this makes no sense. Any excuse to delay payments makes them richer. The last one, which had not paid us in a month, was medicare. We called them and said because we moved they would withhold all payments for 4 months. That was the last straw for me so I called my congressman this morning and we are working on fixing this. But who would have guessed that this would create such a nightmare for a small business.
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The ice is thawing after a long winter thus far, and I don’t mean literal ice. It is the great financial drought is starting to see some relief. We made payroll without any help from anyone on Monday and I would have said that was impossible a few weeks ago. I had $2,000 come in yesterday so now I can pay rent. Our productivity increased by 81% in February over January . . . which is almost double. But, it takes weeks to see, financially, the fruits of your labor. Our patient base is spreading to cover an area of 100 miles by 100 miles. Word is getting out. The demand for our services is growing. I can start to fantasize about hiring more help. Yesterday we got our first mail delivery to our door after 10 months of being in business. It sounds very “third-world” but we had to fight with the post office during this whole time to see this succeed. Now our payments will be less hindered. Now, if I can start paying off some debts I would feel much better. The stress of the week has been getting a total of 4 termination letters from insurance companies since Saturday. This is very frustrating, especially considering that we’ve paid almost $20,000 to a professional credentialing company to prevent this. I did fire the company, but then they had the insurance companies call me and tell me that the terminations were due to computer errors inside the insurance company. They just simply have no accountability. Each time I get one of those letters, I think of the 100 or so patients who would be devastated if they couldn’t see us. Speaking of letters, I got a glowing letter of support from the # 1 headache clinic in the state, the one at the University of Washington. They made it clear that we are the only high-level providers of headache medicine in our region. We can use this letter to fight with other insurance companies. But for now, all seems well on the horizon. I awaken early this morning with the news that my son and daughter in law were in the hospital to deliver their second child. That’s why I’ve been up since 4:30. That’s why I have time to write.
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Yesterday I went to the post office. In the mail I had another $550, which will keep us in the black for payroll tomorrow. My heart was encouraged. Then . . . there was a funny little card that I had to take to the front window. It was a certified envelope. I opened it. It was a letter from another one of our insurance companies saying that they will not do business with us anymore. Words can’t describe how frustrating this is. This will launch me on another long, hard battle. It will probably cost me then thousand dollars by the time I’m done with it and many sleepless nights. It is so frustrating because you can’t just sit down with someone and explore it. Insurance companies are bullies. They hid their cards close their chest. We fought with Group Health all the way to the top. At the top was only smoke and mirrors . . . no answers. One has to assume that it has something to do with me being a PA, a specialist and a clinic owner. I just wish they could come clean and we could have a reasonable discussion about it. But no. They may never tell me. So tomorrow I throw down the gauntlet. I will fight this to the bitter end . . . alone.
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It may be a little corny, if not melodramatic, to be talking about giving thanks at Thanksgiving. But there is a point to all of this. You know the saying that you don’t know what you had until it is gone. Well, it works both ways. You don’t know how bad things were . . . until they are better. I’ve shared openly about the uphill battle to get this ship upright and at sea. I can say, now six months later, that it is full steam ahead. I had lived through about 8 months of extreme stress. I got to a point where I literally felt sweaty palms each time I opened an e-mail or a real letter. Over and over it was bad news.
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The landmark is a psychological one. But due to the fact that I’ve had about $8,000 come in this week (I need about $900 per day x five days per week to keep the doors open), I have a good working team for now, I’m sleeping well these days . . . that I can say in confidence that I’m glad I did this. I have not been able to say that with confidence in many months. I just hope it last.
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It is only Thursday and our income (actual checks in my hand) for the week has been about $7,000. Hallelujah.
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Today we closed the books on our ninth payroll with no help from the bank. This time our margin was about $5,000 in the black. That is much better than the $35. just a month or so ago. We are not out of the woods but my bills are paid and the schedule remains mostly full. My sleep tonight should be sweet.
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Today we closed the books on our ninth payroll with no help from the bank. This time our margin was about $5,000 in the black. That is much better than the $35. just a month or so ago. We are not out of the woods but my bills are paid and the schedule remains mostly full. My sleep tonight should be sweet.
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So, I’m sitting in Mesa, Az waiting for my flight back home. We were just told that it will be another hour wait so have time to chat. I was here for the Scottsdale Headache Symposium. We finished early this morning (10 AM) so my wife and I hiked from the hotel to the top of Camelback Mountain (pictured). It was a 5 mile round trip hike. The climb up the mountain is 2.5 miles of that. It is steep. Very Steep in places and 50% of the “hike” is bouldering. They have these strange metal rails up the steepest parts, which do help. So, I’m a bit tired. But this is also a respite from clinic climbing. My mind has been able to get away from the grind for time to reflect. On Thursday night I did a presentation to a group of NPs and PAs about my process. I was almost moved to tears when so many came up and said dumb things like “you’re my hero.” I was moved to tears because I feel like for the past year I’ve been one of those adventurers who is skiing, solo, across Antarctica. It is nice to be with PAs and NPs who understand what I am talking about when I struggled with banks who would not loan to a PA who is trying to start a clinic, or malpractice insurers who couldn’t get their heads around the idea. I had some quality visits with my SP, whom I brought to the conference. I got to rub shoulders with many old colleagues. It has been a good time. I’m going back feeling refreshed, and with a new zeal. I see things I need to fix in the way we do business. I have some new dreams of expanding into different cities and into SE Alaska. It has been good indeed.
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