Word: anesthetists
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...working conditions are not nurses' only concern. They want professional advancement. Nursing has long had such specialists as the nurse-midwife and the nurse-anesthetist who assisted at surgery. But since the 1970s, the trend toward specialization has accelerated. Many more nurses are devoting themselves exclusively to coronary care, renal dialysis, burns, neonatal care, cancer, psychiatry, pediatrics, respiratory disease and geriatrics. Called nurse practitioners, they number about 15,000. Some work closely with doctors in special units of hospitals or in offices. Others, particularly in rural areas, where physicians are scarce, practice virtually on their own: for example, Eleanora...
...father's exhilaration and hope. Her mother's pain. Her own despair. Are all behind Maria. She is so much the anesthetist's victim that her only sense of being alive comes from "the physical flash of walking in and out of places, the temperature shock, the hot wind blowing outside, the heavy frigid air inside...
Similarly, Joan Didion's prose is as insidiously effective as the painless touch of the anesthetist's needle she herself describes. Her sentences, pared down bone clean, are chilling in their authority. She tells her story so quickly, so mercilessly, there is simply no disputing what she finds. Her prose almost seems a function of the desert of which she writes-every superfluous gesture, as if in deference to the overwhelming heat, the sun and shifting sands, eliminated. And although the novel's action takes place in L. A., and a good deal of the rest in Vegas, there...
...father's exhilaration and hope. Her mother's pain. Her own despair. Are all behind Maria. She is so much the anesthetist's victim that her only sense of being alive comes from "the physical flash of walking in and out of places, the temperature shock, the hot wind blowing outside, the heavy frigid air inside...
Similarly, Joan Didion's prose is as insidiously effective as the painless touch of the anesthetist's needle she herself describes. Her sentences, pared down bone clean, are chilling in their authority. She tells her story so quickly, so mercilessly, there is simply no disputing what she finds. Her prose almost seems a function of the desert of which she writes-every superfluous gesture, as if in deference to the overwhelming heat, the sun and shifting sands, eliminated. And although the novel's action takes place in L. A., and a good deal of the rest in Vegas, there...