Word: trimmer
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...fluid, and put a, little into the patient's arm through an intravenous drip tube. The child immediately went into bronchial spasms. Nurse Booth says she "never saw anything so violent." She injected a muscle relaxant and called in a staff osteopathic surgeon, Dr. Paul W. Trimmer, to put a breathing tube down the girl's windpipe. The child kept flailing the air, so Nurse Booth injected more fluid from the Surital bottle to quiet her. With no other anesthetic, but with oxygen given by machine, the doctors finished the appendectomy. Seventy minutes later, Kimberly Bruneel died...
That afternoon, Trimmer and a staff pathologist did an autopsy and noted an odor of ether in the child's lungs. She was not known to have had ether, but the doctors did not mention the odor in their report. They listed "gross pulmonary edema" (waterlogging of the lungs) as the cause of death...
Grey, Then Blue. Nor did Dr. Trimmer mention ether the next morning, when he and Anesthesiologist Lloyd Goodwin were preparing Michael Ketchum, 12, for a hernia operation. Dr. Goodwin injected fluid from the same Surital bottle/and there was the same instant reaction of spasms and coughing. The boy complained that the injection burned, but Dr. Goodwin gave more of the same fluid, and the coughing ceased. The operation went smoothly, and the boy seemed to be doing well...
...came to promoting Teen-Age Fitness, Brown allowed that he'd be glad to lend a hand-two, in fact. Inspired by Connecticut's Gymnast Muriel Grossfeld, 24, a comely, three-time U.S. Olympic team member who's touring the country in the cause of trimmer teenagers, Brown flopped on the light grey carpet in his Sacramento executive suite for an exhibition of gubernatorial pushups. He got up-and down-to four, took a gasper, and then did three more before returning to less arduous duties. "I haven't," breathed Pat, "done this in a long...
...never before studied a newspaper operation, approached the Enquirer with a confident proposal to find and trim several hundred thousand dollars worth of waste effort. The prospect was warmly welcomed by Charles Staab, 60, the Enquirer's executive vice president and business manager, and something of a fat trimmer himself: eight years of Staab-inspired wow (for "Wipe Out Waste") campaigns have, among other-things, reduced the mail-room staff by introducing automation...