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Why Did CMS Contact My Office? Medicare Fraud?


In our society, there are absurdities that simply defy reason.  In the past week or so, I have read about an individual who was denied the ‘right’ to bring a peacock on board a plane for comfort.  Just this morning, I read of a women who was cruelly denied to fly with her comfort animal – a hamster.  Readers are invited, if they dare, to use their preferred search engine to discover the tragic denouement regarding this hapless hamster.


'Let me comfort you.' *


If a person needs a peacock, a snake, a pig, a kangaroo or a pterodactyl for airborne support and comfort, then perhaps flying is not for you.  The rest of us have some rights also.  Rent a car.
The medical world has its own exhibits in the Theater of the Absurd.  Here’s our latest performance.
Our medical practice received notice last week from The Centers for Medicare & Medicaid (CMS) that we owed the federal government money.  Apparently, according to federal brain trusts, we had billed a patient under Medicare when we were not entitled to do so.   I’ll let readers choose from the following explanations for the government’s accusation.
  • A random audit demonstrated that we had never seen the patient.
  • The patient was dead at the time we claimed we had treated him.
  • A whistleblower (love that term!) had contacted CMS regarding our fraudulent billing practices.
  • CMS routinely sends out letters like this knowing that some medical practices will simply pay on demand rather than take on the Mother of All Bureaucracies and risk an audit of their billings over the past century.
  • There was an unconscionable error in our electronic claims submission to CMS.   We used the abbreviation Ave. in the patient’s street address in direct violation of CMS policy that dictates that acceptable abbreviations for streets include Dr., Blvd., and Rd, but that Avenue must be spelled out.
Have you made your choice?  I’ll be you are incorrect.  Sure, you may have accumulated a decent measure of knowledge and wisdom in your life, but this is no match against the brainiac feds.  They asserted that we were wrongly paid for medical services because when we claimed to have seen the patient he was already stone cold dead. 

While actual facts support that the patient was quite alive on the encounter date, try explaining that to a federal bureaucrat who believes otherwise.  The patient did, in fact, pass away a couple of weeks ago, months after we saw him.   However, when his death certificate was prepared, the incorrect year of 2017 was inserted instead of the correct year.  The scientific term for this event is call a typographical error.  The government now believed that this patient entered the hereafter a year ago.  Therefore, all social security and Medicare payments made on his behalf last year must be returned to the government.  We should support such fiscal responsibility by our government knowing how wisely they spend our money.

Of course, this will all get straightened out by his poor family, who are still mourning his loss.  They will have fun with lots of phone calls, long wait times, maddening phone menus, letters, forms and maybe even an attorney.  The whole affair has stressed me out.  Where’s my hamster?




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