Author:   Dennis Flint
Director of Operations, PeakMSO
dflint@peakMSO1.com
www.peakMSO1.com
Twas three weeks before MACRA, when all through the towns
Not a practice was preparing, apathy knew no bounds
Resolve was hung up by the “We who don’t care”
In hopes that more delays, soon would be there

The providers were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of Medicare penalties danced in their heads
Mamma manager in her kerchief, coders and billers in their caps
Had just settled their brains, that this would all be dumped in their laps

When out of the blue, there arose such a clatter.
The administrator exclaimed, “Hey Doc, this stuff really matters!
Embrace the awareness. Fly like a flash.
Tear open those EHRs and report in a dash!”

The moon on the breast of the newly steadfast
Gave the luster of mid-day to MACRAs cold blast.
When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But an organized team, with 8 pros near and dear.

With a little old consultant, so lively and quick
They knew in a moment, it must be St. Slick.
More rapid than eagles, his coursers they came
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name

“Now Quality, now CPIA, now Cost and Advancing Care Information
On Budget, on Reporting, on IT and Communication
To the top of the hospital, to the top of the hall
Now report away, report away, report away all”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly
When they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky
So up to the task the team they flew
Armed with collecting data and reporting, St. Slick too

And then in the tinkling, I wrote this poem as a goof
Despite rap songs and jokes, the docs were still a little MACRA aloof
RAC audits, Meaningful Use, ICD-10, all these changes are tough
Now the government is saying, “Turn your head and cough”

St. Slick was dressed all in pinstripes, from his head to his foot
That his tie was coordinated, really is moot
Ok…it’s a stretch, to carry that rhyme
But like MACRA, this poem was procrastinated and there wasn’t much time

A bundle of plans for the MACRA attack
St. Slick worked hard for the practice, he had the doctors back
His eyes how they twinkled, his dimples how merry
The doctors finally were listening. MACRA’s tune they would carry

Their EHR companies collected data, they went straight to work
They reported chronic diseases, a special coder’s perk
The reporting year went smoothly, the staff informed and steady
As January 2017 drew near, everybody was ready

St. Slick sprang to his rental car, to his team gave a whistle
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle
And to all the social media readers he exclaimed, ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Holidays to all, keep up the good MACRA fight.”

 

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