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The Health-Care Castle

My son suffered a gruesome injury at the beginning of summer—on the last day of school, just a few minutes before I picked him up from a get-together with his rat pack of middle-school pals. Tag in the woods behind the house, night coming on. Tripped on a root along the path, fell head-first onto the jagged end of a fallen branch.

Best Practices

How doctors across the country—fed up, burned-out, and disillusioned—are trying to reclaim the soul of medicine.


Photo by James Sprankle

Faith and Its Limits

1. Connor’s only two, but he’s big for his age. Healthy. Bumping and charging around Dr. Katie’s examination room like it’s play time. Terrific two. And he is healthy, except that he needs a new liver. Sooner rather than later. His blood t [...]

Photo by Dawn Whitmore

Tent Revival

For three days, thousands of uninsured Americans converge on the Wise County Fairgrounds for the largest pop-up clinic in the country. Most are poor, many are in pain, but all have faith in a level of care that neither the government nor private industry can provide.

Taking Care of Our Own

In Houston, undocumented immigrants have access to some of the nation’s best health care. Could this be a model for the rest of the country?

Your Doctor Needs a Nap

December 16, 2008

A new study concludes that medical residents are dangerously overworked. But is the healthcare field willing—or able—to change?

A World War II veteran holds a flag during a service at the Cavalry Cemetery in Eveleth, Minnesota, on Memorial Day, May 26, 2008. Noah Pierce, who is buried there, returned after two tours of Iraq with severe PTSD and committed suicide near his family home on July 26, 2007 (ASHLEY GILBERTSON).

The Price of Aggression

We, as a nation, seem to believe that, win or lose, the war is nearly finished, done with, history. Unfortunately, for hundreds of thousands of American veterans and their families, the war is anything but over.

An Open Letter to Doctor X

Perhaps I should introduce myself. I am an attorney, currently employed by the Manhattan District Attorney’s Office. Relax, Doctor. Let me assure you. This is not that kind of letter. I mention my work only preemptively, anticipating what you might say: For just as it is your business to diagnose the physical and psychic pain of your patients, so my job requires me to be a bit of a student of human nature. To be good at what I do, I have had to learn to read the minds of criminals and innocent men, witnesses and jurors.