Word: patients
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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While Surgeon Christiaan N. Barnard was visiting the U.S. during Christmas week, he got reports from Cape Town that the patient next in line for a transplant, Philip Blaiberg, 58, was getting weaker. Several coronary occlusions had compelled Blaiberg to give up his practice as a dentist and caused irreparable damage to his heart, which was steadily failing. On Dr. Barnard's return, the transplant team at Groote Schuur Hospital was ready. So was Blaiberg, who insisted that he wanted the next transplant even when Barnard told him of Washkansky's death. But where would the heart come...
...Haupt was of a complicated racial mixture (part white, part Bantu, part Malay, perhaps even part Hottentot) that is classified as "Colored" under South Africa's race laws. Dr. Barnard asked Blaiberg whether he would object to receiving a Colored man's heart. No, replied the desperate patient-who, like Washkansky, happened to be Jewish. Then the surgeons had to get consent from Haupt's next of kin. His wife Dorothy collapsed when she was told he could not survive. To protect themselves, the doctors asked Haupt's mother. Widowed three years ago (her husband died...
...Shock. It fell to Dr. Raymond Hoffenberg, the duty doctor at Groote Schuur at the time, to assess Haupt's condition and his chances of survival. Hoffenberg concluded that even if extreme measures were used to support breathing, the patient could not live long. He lay in a deepening coma. When Haupt's heart stopped, it was Dr. Hoffenberg who certified that he was legally dead. That came at 10:35 a.m. Tuesday. One group of surgeons began to remove Haupt's heart. In the operating room where Washkansky had received his transplant other surgeons had Patient...
...disturbed about LBJ and the War, to run. By mid-October, when Lowenstein visited Harvard in one of his frequent ten-state barnstorming tours, he was promising audiences that he had a candidate "of great prominence" who would announce his candidacy before Christmas. Many thought his optimism groundless. "Be patient," he cautioned them with a confident smile...
James Coburn is a New York head-shrinker who has everything-a luxurious office where he practices on a Chinese gong between couchings, a patient (Godfrey Cambridge) who is a killer for the Central Emergency Agency, a delicious young bedmate (Joan Delaney), and the biggest smile in the American Psychoanalytic Association. He also has a psychiatrist of his own, who tells him one day that Coburn has mysteriously been picked to unburden the mind of no less a personage than the President of the United States. Presumably, as Kings once had confessors, Presidents now need analysts...