The following holiday wishes are brought to you care of Claudia Tessier, an active participant in mhealth initiatives.
Twas the year before mHealth, when all through healthcare’s house,Little patient information was stirring, not even with a Mouse.
The hopes for EMRs were hung by the ONC office with care,In hopes that Congressional mandates soon would be there.
The IT folks were nestled all snug at their desks,While visions of interoperability danced in their heads.
And CEOs in their offices and docs in their pads Had just settled their brains for long Congressional naps.
When out in the ether there arose such a clatter, IT folks sprang to the desks to see what was the matter.
Their Windows they flew open with a flash, And tore open their email and eNewsletters with a dash.
The growing lists of EMR blows Gave luster to each new mHealth glow.
When, what to their wondering eyes should appear, But an mDevice carrier and eight thousand apps so clear.
With this little wireless carrier, so lively and quick, They knew in a moment it must be mHealth’s pick.
More rapid than EMR connections, wirelessly they came.
The mDevices and mApps whistled and shouted, and they called out each name.
Now, iPhone! Now myPhone! Now AT&T and GPS! On Wi-fi. On 3G! On T-Mobile and SMS!
To the top of eCommerce! To the top of eHealth!
Now dash away, dash away, dash away all!
As EMRs’ hopes of interoperability fly by, When users meet with these obstacles, they turn to mHealth in the sky.
So up to the eHealth-top the mConnections they flew, With the wireless sleigh full of mDevices and mApps too!
And then in a twinkling, they heard on the blog The prancing and dancing of each new mSound.
As IT folks drew in their breath and were all agog Down the eHighway mHealth came with a bound
He was dressed all with ease, from portrait to landscape, His reputation untarnished from slander and lies all moot.
A bundle of apps he had flung in his sack,And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His screen how it twinkled! His networks so merry!
His apps were like roses, each key like a berry.
His droll little package was drawn up with a bow, And the case he was in was as white as the snow.
The stem of a stylus he held tight in his teeth, And its strokes encircled his head like a wreath.
He had broad wireless coverage and a little round belly, Filled with apps that shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old self, And they laughed when they saw him in spite of themselves!
A wink of his iDisk and a twist of his settings, it’s said, Soon gave all to know they had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word but went straight to his work And connected all parties, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his thumb aside of his nose,And giving a nod, up the wireless highway he rose.
He sprang to his carrier, to his team gave a whistle,And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight, Happy mHealth to all and to all a good wireless byte.”