Showing posts with label NY. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NY. Show all posts

11 December 2020

ACA

I bunched these works under the name “ACA.”


As in Obamacare?


Yes. The Affordable Care Act. But more than half of these works are set before that act became law.


Let me guess: Not much has changed.


Correct. There are 50 years between Frederick Wiseman’s “Hospital” and the docuseries “Lenox Hill.” The hospital as an institution has not evolved in half a century. What I like about “Lenox Hill” is that they discuss the business of running a hospital. Talent attracts surgeons who will do procedures that will generate income for the hospital system. Caring in a capitalist society is a business, whether you’re a safety net hospital such as Metropolitan Hospital or a fancy community hospital such as Lenox Hill. So Richard Widmark’s Chief of Surgery character in “Coma” can feel justified in his shady scheme.


(d. Frederick Wiseman, 1970)


(2020)

Do you think Paddy Chayefsky saw Frederick Wiseman’s “Hospital” and then wrote “The Hospital”?


They’re set in the same hospital. Most likely yes. As much as I love Chayefsky (a fellow DeWitt Clinton High School graduate), “The Hospital” has not aged well.


Because of the hospital murders?


A message with a blunt scalpel: Hospitals kill because they don’t care. I enjoyed that. Also got a kick out of seeing Frances Sternhagen asking for insurance information from a patient in the emergency room. And Stockard Channing as an ER nurse. The main reason it hasn’t aged well is Diana Rigg’s character, Barbara. She’s an ex-nurse, a counterculture foil to George C. Scott’s Chief of Staff MD. She works out her daddy issues / institutional issues with him overnight.


(d. Arthur Hiller, 1971)


Not a good portrayal of nursing in the media.


Nor is Elizabeth Ashley’s nurse in “Coma.”


Well, she’s scary in person.


The nurses in “The Student Nurses” are more exemplary.


Isn’t that a soft core flick?


Yes. But they were drawn better than Chayefsky’s nurses. My nursing professor would’ve probably failed me if I admitted to liking “The Student Nurses.”


(d. Stephanie Rothman, 1970)

Tell me a moment when you were a student nurse. Did you fantasize about marrying a doctor?


No. “Grey’s Anatomy” had just premiered and our nursing professors demystified a lot of their storylines in class. As soon as we did clinicals, that demystified a lot of Hollywood Hospital. Believe it or not “The Student Nurses” really did remind me of being a student nurse. 


Where were their preceptors?


I know, they had no preceptors! They were student-nursing on their own! Independent learning. They were assigned to different clinical areas, the way we as student nurses were. But it shows you that nursing’s purview is wide. I think the movie is so insightful about that. The student assigned to community nursing  became part of a social justice endeavor. Nursing can go beyond the hospital.


That nurse falls for a radical in a poor community.


It’s a skin flick with a lot on its mind. Maybe because it was a skin flick that its director Stephanie Rothman managed to get away with a lot. Like talking about abortion honestly.


Could you imagine paying to go see this movie to get titillated and then bump into an abortion subplot?


You got a lot of sex before getting to that plot point. It showed you what an elective abortion was during that time.


If you knew a doctor who could come to your house ...


True. Abortion runs through this group of works. “Coma” has a therapeutic abortion in its plot. When the patient ends up in a coma, how you feel about her depends on whether you’re pro-choice or pro-life.


(d. Michael Crichton, 1978)

If one were pro-life, one would think she deserved to be hung in wires, like the comatose patients in the movie?


I must say that was a lot of OR manpower for a therapeutic abortion. 


It’s not that intense anymore. “Never, Rarely, Sometimes, Always” walks you through the 3-day process. 2 days if you had an early appointment.


(d. Eliza Hittman, 2020)


I thought that would be a nail-biter like “4 Months, 3 weeks and 2 days,” but it’s not. And then I realized we are not 80s Romania yet. Abortion is still legal in this country, but access has become difficult. There’s no shady doctor in “Never, Rarely, Sometimes, Always.” The obstacles are also not easy. 


The movie talks about the abortion procedure in a factual and non-judgmental way.


The most painful part of that movie was the questionnaire. Not the procedure.


A good questionnaire can mine the truth.


That scene is pure acting. Reminds me of some Acting I exercise when we were given the most ordinary words and act it as a scene.


If there’s a main theme that courses through these works it’s that of access. That’s what Obamacare was supposed to do, right?


Access to abortion in “The Student Nurses,” “Coma,” and “Never, Rarely, Sometimes, Always.”


Also access to care.


Metropolitan Hospital is still around, thank God. There are two moments in Wiseman’s “Hospital” that stand out. The doctor calls New York Hospital (now New York Presbyterian - Cornell) and complains about sending a patient from there to Metropolitan’s ER. The implication is that the patient was probably not a desirable patient financially for them. The other moment is when a psychiatrist phones for help to prevent a gay hustler from ending up in an institution.


Access to the top, in the case of “The Beauty in Breaking: A Memoir.”


The author of that book, Michel Harper, writes about being passed for a promotion because she’s black and a woman. Her experiences as an emergency medicine MD are similar to the scenes in the emergency room in “Lenox Hill.”


(2020)


Tell me a moment when you were breaking.


Breaking as in crying? Like that neurologist in “Lenox Hill”? A night when my patient died surrounded by his family and I cried with them. I cried some more in the staff bathroom. Then I received my new admission later that night. He was a patient I had taken care of before and lost his vision because of his worsening disease. He didn’t see me cry because he was blind. But I went to the bathroom again and cried some more.


What was the beauty in that?


Michele Harper likens it to kintsugi after you piece yourself back together. You don't have access inside me - You can’t see it, but I’m mended with gold, silver, and platinum inside.





08 November 2010

Rated A, B, or C

Again, it amazes me that NYC has always been receptive to health-related changes - even if those changes border on over-regulation, e.g. the smoking ban on restaurants, visible displays of food calories.

Starting in July 2010, New York City is requiring restaurants to post letter grades that correspond to scores that it receives from its sanitary inspection. An inspection score of 0-13 is an A, 14-27 points is a B, and 28 or more points is a C. Grade cards must be posted where they can easily be seen by people passing by.

Started noticing the posted grades this weekend. Below a C means they must be shut down.
Would I still walk into a place I frequented with a C by the door?
Probably.
Old habits die hard.

01 April 2010

MTA

Too true, so they did not pass muster as subway advertisement from the MTA.

01 March 2010

St. Vincent's


Photo: My union dues at work.

Saw a line of red-capped NYSNA members streaming into the main entrance of St. Vincent's. They carried laminated signs that said "Save St. Vincent's."

A little background from the NY Times:

Published: February 6, 2010
The Greenwich Village institution, which is $700 million in debt and in danger of bankruptcy, has not found a partner and has stopped admitting some patients.

I find this beyond the union's purview. If the hospital stops serving the needs of the immediate community, then it won't survive. It has served Greenwich Village well when the AIDS crisis hit the neighborhood hard. Between it and Bellevue, they were at the forefront of that modern plague. My soft spot for St. Vincent's stems from that. The nuns during those times must have felt like their predecessors centuries ago, tending to victims of ancient plagues. I'm sure the hospital's nurses must have felt that as well. This is a guess: but the hospital has been riding that goodwill for a long time. The population who bestowed them all that good will are dwindling. The community has changed. Its new residents are moneyed and younger and their first choice for primary care and non-emergent surgery is probably not St. Vincent's. Being a Catholic hospital may have something to do with it as well. Do consumers choose which hospital to go to based on its strong religious affiliation? Maybe. And the hospital's heart, its duty to provide the underserved and survive in an urban economy, is part of its undoing. New York has "safety net" providers and St. Vincent's is not one of them. It thinks it is, but it isn't.

I am for saving St. Vincent's. That area of Manhattan needs a hospital. Without it, the nearest E.R. would be all the way on the East Side, all the way downtown, or St. Luke's Roosevelt in the upper 50s. To save itself, St. Vincent's needs to engage the community boards in its neighborhood and assess what they need. March with time and enhance the quality of care (I would emphasize technology here or add specialties - e.g. be a Stroke Center). The other solution is for HHC to swallow it up and become a full-fledged "safety net" provider. We're helping to bail them out, anyway.

18 February 2010

SpaHa

- You moved?
- No, I'm moving.
- To where?
- SpaHa.
- SpaHa? Where's that?
- Spanish Harlem.

Gentrification begins with coining a "hip" name -
In Manhattan, that usually consists of
Plucking and stringing along the first syllables,
e.g. Soho, Nolita, Tribeca, etc.
Then telling your prospective renters / buyers,
"It's up and coming neighborhood."

15 February 2010

Let's Vote, NYC!

This is the Gotham Awards in the category of Best Condom Wrapper Design.

Health Department Unveils Five Finalists in NYC Condom Package Design Contest

After assessing hundreds of possible package designs for a special limited-edition NYC Condom, a panel of judges has selected five finalists. The Health Department has received nearly 600 entries since December 15, when it invited New Yorkers to design a wrapper that would “capture the city’s
distinctive culture while promoting safer sex.” Designs have flooded in from all five boroughs, and as far away as Perm, Russia. New Yorkers can vote for their favorites starting Thursday, February 11 through Sunday, February 28.








To vote, click
HERE.

09 February 2010

Inclement Weather


Many are so sure of tomorrow's blizzard.
The belief must be that we will not be spared this time -
It's payback.

So sure are they that:

-my dentist's office called me three times about my appointment: to confirm it, to say that they might not be open tomorrow, and to reschedule it later in the day.

-the school department canceled its welcome reception for new students tomorrow.

-"A View from the Bridge" tickets popped up on TDF with the disclaimer: "DUE TO the impending inclement weather, THESE SEATS ARE NOW AVAILABLE AT THE LAST MINUTE. As always, THERE WILL BE NO REFUNDS or EXCHANGES. In addition, NO PAST-DATING REQUESTS will be considered by the theatre's management."

-the best selling item at the mom and pop stationary/toy store was a bright orange plastic snow sled. The owner had the hard job of disappointing little children and their parents, telling them to come back tomorrow at 9 a.m. when they will have the remaining items shipped from their warehouse. He stressed that they should come early because he is sure that he will run out of them by 11 a.m.

13 July 2009

Brooklyn Bridge

Joined the Ladies Who Lunch at River Cafe in Brooklyn. Partook of their Restaurant Week menu: roughly 25 bucks for a three course lunch. I understand it's a place where one pays for the view, and not for the food. But seriously, $6.75 for a glass of iced tea?

Walked across the Brooklyn Bridge to Manhattan. Worked off the calories from dessert and enjoyed the breezy summer afternoon.

11 February 2009

Lady Liberty

Playing tourist in the dead of winter in NYC. No crowds.

Ferried to Liberty Island where I went through no less than two security checks. More rigorous than going through the airport, more invasive than the Ellis Island immigrant checks a century ago. Surprised that they didn't ask me to take off my shoes. Before entering the pedestal, I had to stand in an air puffer - a "sniffer" as one woman said. It tickled and I tried so hard not to giggle in the one minute it takes to figure out I smell right.

Remembering how it was 15 years ago: going up to the crown on one set of spiral steps and going down on another set. Both sets are on top of each other. A firetrap by any fire safety standard. Oh, we were so innocent then.

Lady Liberty remains special to me in all her green glory. She still has the personal distinction of being the only lady I've ever been inside of.

07 July 2008

NY Federal Reserve Gold Tour



Five stories below Manhattan sits piles of gold that you can see for free. According to the Federal Reserve Bank of NY, "The Fed houses the most foreign gold held anywhere in the world." There's a guided tour that you must book way in advance (a week to a month before). The gold looks so shiny and seemingly fake. Compared to seeing it in the movies being stolen by the baddies in "Die Hard with a Vengeance," the real deal almost looks dull. Too bad you can't touch it. What fascinated me though are the security details. There's a demonstration that almost made me claustrophobic and appreciate oxygen even more.

For more info: http://www.newyorkfed.org/aboutthefed/ny_tours.html