Voices of Global Health: Lisa Cohen

Lisa Cohen_WGHA In an earlier lifetime, Lisa Cohen and I worked at KIRO-TV, the CBS affiliate in Seattle, Washington. Lisa was a driven news producer, earning respect and admiration of her colleagues with her focus and attention to details — and details matter in TV news.

In this blog post from “Voices of Global Health,” Lisa tells her story about life beyond TV news and into the world of global health as founder and executive director of Washington Global Health Alliance.

Highlights: Traveling to Africa with the Gates Foundation. The power of simple ideas, like Uniject syringes. Working with smart, dedicated people. Helping deliver a baby in Africa.

Recommended: Washington Global Health Alliance web site.

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Voices of Global Health: Dr. David Fleming

IT’S COUNTDOWN TIME to July’s “Global Health Month in Seattle!”

Today’s “Voice of Global Health” is Seattle’s Dr. David Fleming of Public Health-Seattle & King County. He wakes up the world with three words describing Washington State’s global health: “Better than Geneva.” Read Dr. Fleming’s entire blog post–with those stunning three words– here.

Dr. David Fleming & butterfly (!)

He’s very approachable! A butterfly lands on Dr. David Fleming, Director of Public Health for Seattle-King County. (Photo credit: WGHA)

 “Global health work at its core is simply being part of the human family and recognizing that those that have much have an obligation to those who have little….whether we live in Mozambique or Moses Lake.” –Dr. David Fleming

Indeed. And, I might add, whether we live in Mozambique, Moses Lake — or Montana.

Global health is local health– right here in Seattle, as in the innovative “Global-to-Local” program to help our own in South King County.

Our own human family.

Recommended: Washington Global Health Alliance web site.

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Divas & dads: dying to know…

My dad, as I remember him. (Billings, Montana 1960s)

My dad, as I remember him. (Billings, Montana)

 MY DAD DIED a month ago today, February 18, 2012.

EXACTLY ONE MONTH ago this evening I sat at this computer, cobbling together this global health web site. I’d been typing and coding since early morning, background TV blaring a weepy funeral service for singer-diva Whitney Houston. Her death certificate blamed drowning, but the bigger blame was also Whitney’s deadly fondness for cocaine. I wondered if Whitney had lived somewhere else–a place safe from drugs, equal to a bodyguard protecting her from such addictive temptations — would she be alive today? Even for the rich, has Whitney proved a global health lesson that where you live–and the lifestyle influences of that ‘spirit of place’–affects your health, and your death?

As Whitney’s farewell unfolded, I sat here writing about health determinants in global health: where you live; your lifestyle; your wealth; your ease of access to medical care; and the quality of that care. They all shape your health, and a nation’s health.

As I immersed myself in writing how to untangle global health jargon, my mom called to say my dad was still in the hospital under observation for fainting, along with blood pressure and heart blips. No big deal: Dad was scheduled to be released that day, Saturday. OK Mom, thanks. I went back to coding at my computer, watching Whitney’s funeral, writing about how global health is local health. Unknown to me…

FOR SOME REASON unknown to me the doctor grew cautious. A million miles away from Seattle, things weren’t adding up. The doctor told Mom maybe let’s be safe and fine-tune Dad with a temporary pacemaker, just in case. But oops: it’s Saturday. Oops: it’s Presidents’ Day weekend. Oops: We need approval from Medicare before we do this, or they might not cover it. Too bad their offices are closed until Tuesday. So hang tight ’til Tuesday, Dad — and you’ll go home with a pacemaker prize!

No.

Instead, Dad was talking on the hospital phone with my sister. Then “I don’t feel so good.” Dad dropped the phone, cord dangling. A blur: code-blue emergency surgery, pacemaker permission be damned. Too late: Dad’s heart simply stopped. It stopped like when a horse lies down, and then…simply… dies. Dad was dead.

DAD’S DEATH CERTIFICATE blames myocardial infarction, but the bigger blame might be healthcare red tape, like permission for a pacemaker. I wonder if Dad had lived somewhere else like Norway, land of his ancestors–a place safe, equal to a medical-system bodyguard who protected him from such healthcare red tape — would he be alive today? Even for an average American, has Dad proved a global health lesson that where you live–and the health-care influences of that ‘spirit of place’–affects your health, and your death?

I’m dying to know….

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