The Hard-Partying, Rock-Obsessed Nurse at the Center of a Massive Opioid Bust
Patients say the “Rock Doc” helped them like no one else could. Federal prosecutors say his “help” often amounted to dealing drugs for sex.
Patients say the “Rock Doc” helped them like no one else could. Federal prosecutors say his “help” often amounted to dealing drugs for sex.
Olga Khazan The Atlantic Jan 2021 30min Permalink
A hotel serves as a site for discreet abortions.
Arianna Reiche Joyland Magazine Nov 2020 15min Permalink
A device connected to my heart could save my life. It could also be hacked.
Jameson Rich OneZero Nov 2020 Permalink
Ailments and cures in a small town.
McKenna Marsden Pithead Chapel Oct 2020 15min Permalink
It’s much less scientific—and more prone to gratuitous procedures—than you may think.
Ferris Jabr The Atlantic Apr 2019 30min Permalink
Lost love and a robbery.
Sara Batkie Lit Hub Sep 2018 10min Permalink
David Hosack attends to a mortally wounded Alexander Hamilton.
"Hosack felt a hitching panic build, his instincts wound too tightly, overtaxed, a clockwork spring about to snap. Only Hamilton could do this to him. The frame prone before him was frail, narrow, woman-small. His coat, waistcoat, shirt, underclothes sopping him up, holding him together. Delicate embroidery sodden, delicate fingers cold with the loss of blood. Hosack had seen this man’s blood before, and the blood and vomit and delirious fever-dreams of his wife, his children. But this was—Hosack sickened, the scene before him tilting. Three years before—Hamilton’s son, Phillip, bleeding out after his own duel on the same Weehawken site. Their faces so alike, their mangled bodies. Their right sides."
A convergence of sex, fears, and family drama.
"Beside the bed the baby monitor flashed, as it had been doing all night, a blue light racing up and down to accompany the sounds: breathing, snoring, faint clicking, the mewl of one or another of the cats. If Angela held it to her ear she would also hear the ticking of the mantel clock. These new monitors! So much more sophisticated than those of yore. Nineteen years ago, when last she’d tuned into one, the monitor would occasionally pick up the cell phone call of some stranger in a passing car, some weird adult voice suddenly blaring from the baby’s room."
Antonya Nelson Oxford American Jun 2015 20min Permalink
An Iraq War veteran, now a paramedic, runs into trouble.
"I rewarded the man with another hit of naloxone, which made him even more alive, even less happy. Karen was busy with the gear, and I thought for sure that the coast was clear. It wasn’t. As soon as I put the note in my pocket, I saw the boy. He stood in the doorway, watching me with a basically impassive expression. He chewed his gum. He blew a splendid bubble."
Luke Mogelson The New Yorker Apr 2015 20min Permalink
On medical crises and Doctor Who.
"When Doctor Who dies, he regenerates into a new physical form. I’ve heard good things about Matt Smith, the Eleventh Doctor, and Peter Capaldi, the twelveth, but I’m not ready to let go of Number Ten. I’m not done traveling with him. We haven’t watched the second half of the last episode; I’m just not ready despite the possibilities. The doctor is dying, but he’ll become Matt Smith. Could be good, could be annoying. I choose to linger in the in-between."
Amy M. Miller PANK Magazine Mar 2014 Permalink
Opening up about medical mistakes.
Atul Gawande The Guardian Dec 2014 10min Permalink
Romantic complications between a surgical coordinator and a brilliant transplant specialist.
"I hadn’t wanted Clara at first, at least no more than any other woman I’d casually slept with. Too bony, too neurotic. Too pale. But when she asked for a ride home from the dinner party where we met, I drove, intrigued at the prospect of UCSF’s top heart-transplant surgeon debasing herself with a med school dropout-turned-cellist."
Rachel M. Mullis Pithead Chapel Oct 2014 10min Permalink
In the bayou south of New Orleans, a program called the Nurse-Family Partnership tries to reverse the life chances for babies born into extreme poverty. Sometimes, it actually succeeds.
Katherine Boo New Yorker Feb 2006 20min Permalink
A woman claims the ability to detect illnesses by taste.
"If Libby had claimed divine intervention, Celia would have been dubious, but Libby sounded completely rational, like a scientist investigating a rare but naturally occurring phenomenon."
Laurie Jacobs Bartleby Snopes Jan 2014 10min Permalink