Tag: Summer 2009
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Maximum security kindness or the public health nurse accrues her CEU’s
Geraldine GormanChicago, Illinois, United States When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire kind people.Abraham Joshua Heschel As she leaned into the doorway of my room, I explained the quandary to my daughter, Grace. “I don’t know what to do,” I said, “I am supposed to present a…
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To Nurse – Hospital Halls – Breath – and more
Carol BattagliaChicago, Illinois To nurse Hospital halls To CareTo SolaceTo TouchTo FeelTo HurtTo NeedTo Heal, othersas well as ourselves. I have walked these hospital hallsfor many years now. Thousands ofsteps, thousands of words, it’s nowonder I’m tired. Talked out.The emotions of others swirl aroundme. Some happy, some relief, someburdened with grief. Sometimes Iturn a corner…
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Tuberculosis—A journey across time
Mindy Schwartz Introduction Few diseases have captured the imagination more than tuberculosis (TB). Tuberculosis fascinates many people – scientists and epidemiologists, artists and humanitarians, sociologists and physicians. It is as much the stuff of art and song as a merciless killer of the young and old. Even its name conjures the image of the waif…
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High drama in the scullery
George DuneaChicago, IL This dramatic incident must have taken place around 1930, at a time when great controversy raged about the level at which a life-saving tracheotomy should be done. It is an extract from “High Tracheotomy Low Tracheostomy,” a lecture as given by Sir Clive Fitts at the Royal College of Physicians of London…
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A window on iatrogenesis
Norm LieskaChicago, Illinois, United States The medical school journey is a roadway lined with many mileposts. These appear suddenly and pass quickly—in laboratories, lecture halls, clinics, and patient rooms. Often the travelers are not even aware that they have passed a milepost in the fogs of their arduous journey. We who attempt to help these…
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My first (do no harm) patient
Paul KaragiannisChicago, Illinois, United States The door to room 7403 was opened slightly, and a TV inside hummed the midday news—nervous but resolute, we knocked and crossed the threshold. Inside, sitting knees-up in bed, his height accentuating the awkward angularity of his position, sat Mr. C., Bed No. 2, United States Veteran, my first patient…
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The vaudeville revue
Terry WahlsIowa, United States My partner, Jackie, asks Grandma if she would like to come with her to watch the dress rehearsal for the Vaudeville Revue. Since my children, Zach and Zebby, were toddlers we have called my mom “Grandma.” I thought it was less confusing to my kids to have me use the term…
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Learning compassion – learning forgiveness
Larry ZaroffCalifornia, United States I once made a technical error that injured a patient. An error of commission. Distressed, I wrote to several cardiac surgeons with whom I was acquainted through training or practice. I asked if they had made similar mistakes and how they were dealing with their mistakes. Were they embarrassed, ashamed? Did…
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Tense
Lawren VandeVredeChicago, Illinois, United States I stand in a room where overhalf of the people are dead.Students stand like vulturesover corpses barely identifiable as human.Lieska stalks like a reaper between the tablesculling fascia and fat.But death is not present in the room.Death has come and done his grisly work,ripping holes in life.All that is left in…