"I don't just read Pulse, I adore it." --Donald Berwick MD
Amy Eileen Hiscock
I cannot take my eyes from his face.
It has been destroyed in the wreck, along with the rest of his body. His head is misshapen, bloodied. Someone has tried to staple together one of the larger lacerations--extending diagonally across his face and under his chin--but there was little point. They gave up partway through.
I have never seen a dead body. I am twenty-five and in the second of five terms of nursing school.
His uneasy truce with cancer
was shattered by
in a side-railed bed.
He lies quiet, astonished
by the speed of change,
still hearing echoes of
I sit silently by his side
as he reads the ceiling tiles,
Thuy D. Bui
“What’s my number?” shouted Betsy as I entered the examination room one day last fall.
“Oh, you mean your A1C? It’s nine-point-four!” I answered. A sentence sped through my mind: "The hemoglobin A1C number tells how well a patient’s diabetes is controlled--seven or less is good." In my seven years as Betsy's primary-care doctor, I've repeated this information at visits and included it in appointment reminders as well.
Betsy is a pale, stocky woman in her sixties, with short, neatly cropped hair. Her rather tentative smile, to me, always seemed a bit forced, as if covering up for underlying pain. And she's had plenty of pain in her life.
a treasury of compelling stories and poems.
Includes The Resilient Heart , Babel: The Voices of a Medical Trauma and Confessions of a Seventy-Five-Year-Old Drug Addict. Foreword by Maureen Bisognano, President of the Institute for Healthcare Improvement.
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