Archive for January, 2009

Never Look Back

January 21st, 2009

Never look back.

That should be the motto of every outgoing president. You did the best that you could. You did what you thought was right. You gave it your all, but when the power changes, when the new world order takes shape, and when you fly off to your new life, it will be forever evident that what you did will not be what your predecessor will do. It will not be what you fought for, believed in, or worked so hard to accomplish. So, never look back; George W., Bill, George, Jimmy or Nick. It was what it was; it is what it is, and you can’t change either the past or the future. You can only go on with your life.

With the changing of the guard this week in Washington D.C., the entire process was very moving to me. Things that are being proposed seem so obvious, so clear, so amazingly right, but they too will most probably be disassembled almost before the door is closed on our next president’s final helicopter ride. The only worst situation would be if all of President Obama’s former loyal leaders would stay behind and make those disassemble decisions on the next inauguration day.

In the raw emotion of abstract observation, it dawned on me that, my time as a president is over, too and that change will happen as it is permitted to happen by the leadership left behind. It also became clear to me that my role should now be one of elder statesman not that of interfering has been.

We built this city on rock ‘n roll” is a song that plays over and over in my head. In our case, we received international recognition because of the uniqueness of the institutional soul that evolved there. It was an open, progressive environment, but, more importantly, it was an environment filled with positive energy.

My role now as elder statesman is to offer advice only if asked, to realize that my time is indeed over as a president, and to help those who believe in what we once created to do the same for their organizations.

It is not to attempt to stop motion, no matter which direction it is flowing, but this part is damn hard, and I don’t have a library to focus on building.

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Make Sure That You are on the Right Side of the Paradigm Shift

January 15th, 2009

The word paradigm provides a cerebral representation of a model that, throughout our lives has remained relatively constant. Transformational changes in the manner in which we travel, how we communicate, and even in the ways that we are educated have simultaneously produced significant shifts in those models as well. In the early 90’s, we were informed that the information being transferred to us would only be viable and, in fact, would be very nearly invalid within about 18 months or so after ingestion.

Those parameters of informational decay continue to diminish exponentially as we immerse ourselves in 24-hour instant access to changing data, innovative discoveries, and altering states of acceptance of ideologies that were once believed to be infinite in their substance. Science is only valid until the next discovery.

The archetypical model of high-tech health care that was believed to be our “Star Trek” salvation from the ills of our parents, and their parents is currently being exposed as an artificial promise that has failed to deliver healing. Each decade our technologists have produced new; more sophisticated, and higher priced equipment with promises of earlier detection. Unfortunately cures have not been part of the equation. The additional technology has simply produced additional questions.

As we delve into the diva world of science, we find many reasons why significant progress has not been made, mostly related to a lack of continuity in the incentive systems. But, because of these failures to heal, we also may now be able to discern another reality that will truly contribute to the new world order of medicine.

Dr. Lee Hood, M.D., Ph.D

Lee Hood, M.D., Ph.D

Dr. Lee Hood, infamous for his work in the creation of the equipment used by our present day scientists, launched a school of thought that has been generally accepted in the scientific community, Systems Biology. Dr. Wayne Jonas has pursued with passion his work in Systems Wellness. Both of these edge-running thinkers are also working to contribute to a medical degree at a leading university that will be entitled Systems Medicine.

The uniqueness of this type of thinking is not the newness of it. It is, in fact, a melding of the old and the new, the oldest and the newest approaches to healing. What Drs. Hood and Jonas separately yet collectively are advocating is an approach to illness that embraces the complexities of genomics and proteomics and allows that knowledge to be firmly wrapped in a swaddling of information that, in many cases, has been with us since indigenous man walked the earth, an Optimal Healing Environment.

Wayne B. Jonas, M.D.

Wayne B. Jonas, M.D.

We have all been inundated by the mythical promise of cures from fraudulent presenters, and the result of those untested, unproven, and unfounded promises has created a culture of distrust, cynicism, and fear that thwarts the reemergence of those healing practices that represented not only viable alternatives, but, in many cases, the only alternatives that were available to our societies less than eighty years ago. As we more clearly understand that the human body is a comprehensive system that interacts within itself on a myriad of levels, we also can begin to understand why individual responses to certain types of healing modalities also produce very different results, i.e., Systems Healing.

The philosophies, beliefs, and practices of the American Board of Integrative Holistic Medicine, a major group of practitioners who have come together to provide not only education, training, and additional resources to physicians in general, have also come together to ensure that those Systems Healing practices that were pushed aside for the promise of high tech and high chemistry are reintroduced to medicine and healing in an appropriate and informed manners. Their work is not new to mankind, to medicine, or to healing, but it is a reemergence of those long proven, highly embraced modalities that promote and support health and wellness, the new paradigm?

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Two Guys Medical Center

January 9th, 2009

Back in the early nineties, two of my peers replicated the pro forma and business plan of an offer made by a for profit hospital system that was interested in buying a specific medical center. They then presented it to a religious order and ended up buying a hospital which many of us began to refer to as “Two Guys Medical Center.” The difference was that, unlike the religious order, they were interested in it for some personal financial gain, the American way. Once the cash flow turned into a trickle, they found their way clear of ownership with heavy golden parachutes from the organization that bought the hospital, and it became the gift that kept on giving. All in all I’m sure that it was a very lucrative series of events that, after their or my death would make for a great fiction novel.

As I prepared for my departure from my previous employer, the entire issue of identifying someone to continue to carry the torch of leadership weighed heavily on my mind. Succession planning, if you will, was never far from my thoughts. With that in mind, I looked into the region and found, well, two guys. These two guys were very different from the previous two mentioned. They were committed to the good of mankind on so many levels that no one could question their personal intentions. Over a year later, the reality of their futures does not lie firmly in my hands when succession is discussed, but they certainly are two people to watch as the region’s health systems continue to morph medically.

Only four short years ago, Tom Kurtz, one of my two recruits, was working diligently every day in every way to ensure that four heart stents was an inadequate number for my chest. It had been his job at the competitor to literally master my strategic plan and to replicate it at an even higher level. He found federal, state, and local funds to begin a neuro-science center, research in post polio syndrome, work in anesthesia that would be converted to the battlefield, and, in his spare time to build and promote a Tech Park for the City of Johnstown.

We were usually friendly, but fierce competitors. He honestly has never told me the entire story of his journey with his former employer’s leadership, but I’m sure it would fill about ten of these blog posts. Tom was a master at political nuance and learned quite a bit about grants from the Department of Defense. He not only knew where to find them, he learned how to get the monies delivered to the projects for which he was responsible. Tom is progressive, aggressive, and knowledgeable about both the need to find sustainability on the research side and growth on the hospital side. When it comes to the “vision thing,” Tom embraced that as well. He’s not one of those cant-see-the-forest-for-the-trees guys. In fact, he is just the opposite of that. He sees the big picture and quickly embraces just exactly how things can be in the future with a little guts and a lot of persistence.

Dr. Matt Masiello

Then came Matt. Dr. Matt Masiello has been a friend for over a decade. He represents almost everything that I embrace philosophically. Matt is a gentle and kind man who fully comprehends the value of treating human beings like human beings. A background as a pediatrician has enabled him to understand compassion, and after having been in charge of intensive care for years, he has also learned of the heartbreak that this profession can bring. Dr. Matt captured my attention a year or so ago when, like me, he got involved with the World Health Organization. This time, however, he went way beyond my wildest dreams and has literally been appointed the U.S. representative for the WHO.

When my short history on this planet is finally written, let it be said that Matt and Tom have had a tremendous impact on our community, our region, and now our world as special attention is given to breast cancer research, and as health and wellness, prevention and anti-bullying programs are nurtured, cultivated, and grown by these two men. No, it’s not “Two Guys Medical Center,” but it sure is a medical center that has been positively impacted by two guys. Keep up the good work, Matt and Tom. This region needs you.

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Out With the Old, and In With the New

January 1st, 2009

It’s 5:33 PM on New Year’s Eve.  For some reason New Year’s Eve has become a significant contributor to some landmark memories for me, memories that will always be with me.  Maybe it’s because the day represents such finality.  Starting tomorrow, for example, 2009 better be the number that you write on the forms, checks, and documents because 2008 will be gone, gone, gone. 

One vivid and unique New Year’s Eve memory occurred back in 1985.  After making payroll 24 times a year for 59 consecutive months, success or failure all boiled down to the last day of December.  Truthfully, for the first time in five years, there was not enough cash to compete the payroll.  As I was closing down the office and preparing to leave for the night, the main door of the building opened and footsteps could be heard coming through the gallery.  My mind went immediately to the dark side.  Is someone coming here to rob or kill me?  Let’s be candid, this was a rural arts center, for goodness sake on New Year’s Eve.  Who in their right mind would be coming into the gallery five minutes before closing? 

As it turned out, the footsteps were coming from a donor who was there to present me with a check.  That check came to exactly the amount of money needed to complete payroll.  My immediate response was that the universe had, once again, taken care of the problem, but later, the concept of almost not making payroll put me over the edge and sent me on a job search for something that was just a little more secure. 

For two years after my father died, pneumonia became my New Year’s Eve visitor.  My kids were two years old and five months old, and my chest cold had gotten worse and worse until finally, the doc said, “It’s pneumonia.”  So, 1975 and 1976 were my pneumonia years.  The most memorable part of those two years was that pneumonia boy got to stay at home with the kids while the rest of the world partied.

Finally, the New Year’s Eve of Y2K holds a prominent spot in my brain as well.  The team of IT specialists, finance personnel, maintenance, and administrative leaders all gathered in the conference room to ensure that the the world would not come to an end.  Some of you have read the story before, but just as the ball began to drop on Times Square, one of our computer jocks accidentally leaned up against the light switch and all of the lights went off simultaneously.  A wave of palpable fear swept through the room until one of the team members said, “Hey, the television isn’t off; we’re okay.”

Well, today was my last day of work as a hospital administrator and research institute executive, but the puropse of this New Year’s Eve blog is not to tell you about my pneumonia, about light switches going off, or even about making payroll.  It is to let you know that, in spite of the title and career change, we’re doing okay.  So, Happy New Year to all, and remember, the only bad New Year is no New Year.

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