A Most Unexpected Path Laid by a Most Unexpected Disease

Dr. Ross Slotten chose family medicine to serve patients from cradle to grave. But, as he was entering practice, the AIDS virus was entering the community where his practice was situated, and he found himself serving patients much closer to the grave than the cradle. 

In June 1981, a few weeks before I began my internship in family practice [at Saint Joseph Hospital in Chicago], the Center for Disease Control in Atlanta had published the first report of a strange lethal infection among a cohort of gay men in Los Angeles. I had no clue then that the disease would soon kill friends, former lovers, colleagues, and patients; devastate tens of millions of people and their families worldwide; and consume my entire professional life and more than half my chronological one. (p.14)

From both the circumstance of time and place he found himself in, and the sense of necessity and compassion that claimed him, Slotten’s professional trajectory unexpectedly shifted away from traditional family medicine towards specializing in AIDS. His interest in AIDS, however, extended to personal considerations, because as a gay man, he was part of the population at risk, and harbored the same anxieties and fears he saw in his patients and throughout his social circles. His patients were principally gay men because of his geographic location in an established gay community and the resulting referral patterns. The book chronicles both his experiences as a physician taking care of gay men with AIDS, and his experiences as a gay man at risk for AIDS. For Slotten, these experiences were not independent of one another, which makes for rich insights on the complexities of both. 

Slotten spent a lot of time at Saint Joseph Hospital because his patients required intense medical support and specialized services. He tells how he and his practice partner pushed for establishing a specialized AIDS unit in the hospital. They bumped up against usual bureaucratic obstacles, plus a few more concerning issues specific to AIDS patients, but they ultimately prevailed. Slotten “was to spend the next fifteen years there, often heartbroken, occasionally inspired.” (p. 109) In contrast to his commitment, he recounts how some specialists he called for help with particular patients refused when told they had AIDS. Those occurrences stuck with him: “I couldn’t forgive those other physicians for abandoning me and my patients in the hours of our greatest need.” (p. 108)

With whatever little time he had left for volunteer and advocacy work, Slotten stayed local. He talks about the volunteer-run health clinics where he worked (e.g., the famed Howard Brown Clinic), and the housing facility he helped set up for homeless people with AIDS. He left protesting at the Food and Drug Administration, the National Institutes of Health, and the annual International AIDS Conference to others while he focused on his patients, his studies, his volunteer work, and his own safety.

The 2020s are approaching when Slotten writes about the preceding three-and-a-half decades. As he finishes the book he is still caring for people with HIV, but the horrible complications of AIDS are now infrequent since the availability of effective medications. His practice had been reliably stable and predictable for some time, a circumstance he could only dream of when he first started. That dream ended abruptly just as the book was released on July 15, 2020: Covid was surging.

Moments of Horror, Relief, Calm, and Then…

Slotten’s perspectives correspond with the trajectory of AIDS over the thirty-five years his memoir spans. Particular periods are discernable, beginning when gay men were presenting with illnesses associated with profound immunodeficiency of unknown cause. Another is the time of peak AIDS death and destruction represented by the moment in 1992 when Slotten hears from the Chicago Board of Health, “that no one had signed more death certificates in Chicago than I had.” (p. 122) The next moment arrives at the turning point when highly active antiretroviral treatment (HAART) became available, transforming HIV/AIDS for him “from a universally fatal disease…into a chronic one like diabetes…it was almost beyond belief.” (p. 186) Then the prolonged period of relative calm when AIDS became controllable—even preventable—with Slotten noting during a moment in 2016 that, “It had been almost a decade since I’d cared for someone with advanced HIV infection, and I hadn’t lost a patient to AIDS since 2004.” (p. 202)

The AIDS epidemic is known for and measured by the number of deaths that occurred. Slotten wants us to remember the misery the disease causes.

For those who didn’t experience that terrible time, or who’ve forgotten how terrible it was, let my chapters serve as a warning to the complacent and the ignorant: untreated HIV is as ruthless as any terrorist and as destructive as a nuclear device. (p. 3)

He drives this point home when he recounts the stories of individual patients tortured by Pneumocystis carinii pneumonia, Kaposi’s sarcoma, cytomegalovirus retinitis, herpes simplex infections, cryptosporidium dysentery, AIDS wasting syndrome, AIDS dementia complex, and progressive multifocal leukoencephalopathy among other medical horrors, and who often suffer many at the same time. And, all the while, he had little to offer but his wits and his compassion. 

Both attributes would be called upon again in 2020 as Covid struck. Though those with Covid did not produce nearly the fatality rate of AIDS, not nearly the severe comorbidities of AIDS, not nearly the stigma and prejudice as AIDS, and not any of the governmental insouciance seen with AIDS, it still caused a lot of death, suffering, grief, and misinformation at a time when only supportive care was available. Like AIDS, though, the Covid pandemic was transformed into a manageable syndrome with the availability of an effective vaccine, new antiviral agents, and better clinical management regimens.

Complacency remains a threat to the reemergence of any infectious disease. Indeed, AIDS is reportedly rising in poor and developing countries in 2026 as funding for AIDS treatment and prevention programs has been withdrawn from donor countries, mostly that from the United States. Lessons from Slotten’s book may thus be called upon again.

Notes

Book citation:
Slotten, Ross A. Plague Years: A Doctor’s Journey through the AIDS Crisis. University of Chicago Press, 2020. 224 pages

Plague Years is a good companion to the documentary film, 5B, which reports on how San Francisco General Hospital coped during the early years of the AIDS epidemic, and Rebecca Makkai’s novel, The Great Believers which features the stories of a group of gay men in Chicago also during the early years of the AIDS epidemic.

Dr. Slotten was a guest on an episode of The Clinic & The Person podcast to discuss his experiences during AIDS epidemic as he reported them in his book, and how well they match up with what we see in 5B and read in The Great Believers.

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Out of the gay rights activism in the 1970s came AIDS activism in the early 1980s. By then, the incidence and severity of AIDS had become evident and caused enough fear to generate social backlash against those with the disease. This, along with federal government insouciance at the time, made it necessary for gay rights activists to extend their remit into advocacy for health care specialization and research advancements for AIDS. The expanded activism was visible on the streets and at governmental research institutions (e.g., National Institutes of Health). Where it was also taking place, and not in such an obvious way, was within certain hospitals.  

San Francisco General Hospital answered the call first in 1983 when it created a special unit for the care of people with AIDS in “Ward 5B.” The unit was in operation through its move in 1986 into Ward 5A to accommodate more patients, and until 2003 when advances in antiretroviral treatment of AIDS made the unit no longer necessary. But throughout, the struggle to maintain and advance the unit medically, socially, and politically persisted. The documentary film, aptly named “5B,” covers the struggles, successes, and failures of the unit, and the activism required of the staff and advocates for its creation and ongoing viability.  

From the Inside 

The story is told from various perspectives through interviews with key figures in the unit’s development and operation, and with archival footage of the unit and AIDS activism in the community. The most prominent among the key figures is Cliff Morrison, a clinical nurse specialist who spearheaded the idea for the unit and then managed it. Several other nurses who served in staff and supervisory positions are also featured. Participating physicians include Paul Volberding, an oncologist at the time who became pivotal in the development of effective HIV treatments, and Julie Gerberding, a physician treating patients on the unit who later became the Director of the Centers for Disease Control (CDC). Lorraine Day, the chief of orthopedic surgery at the hospital when the unit opened, is heard often as an opposing voice. Hank Plante, a local television news reporter, also appears frequently to offer his perspectives on many of the social and political issues swirling around the unit. Among other participants are AIDS activists, volunteers, and family members of unit patients. 

Several storylines frame the documentary including how nurses drove the unit’s inception and then were instrumental in running it. “Nurses were in charge,” said Volberding, admiringly. Interwoven throughout the film are the experiences of the patients and individual nurses, including one nurse who was infected with HIV from a needle stick. “Those nurses were the real heroes,” said one activist.    

Rare is the story, though, about heroes who aren’t confronted with daunting challenges, and thus this documentary includes a storyline involving attacks the unit nurses encountered from inside the hospital. The nurses of this unit practiced in ways they considered safe but not in such a manner that would preclude them from touching patients or require them to don so much protective gear they become unseeable. Nurses and clinicians from other units objected and did not want to be compelled to adopt practices they thought endangered them on the occasions they took care of AIDS patients. The film follows this story through union grievances and public debates to their conclusion, which sided with the unit nurses and their advocates. The spirit of activism among the unit staff was pivotal in fending off the many challenges they faced. 

Keeping in Touch 

The documentary reveals stark juxtapositions that can manifest in the midst of an infectious epidemic, and in particular when an epidemic selects an identifiable group that is unwelcome in mainstream society. Two juxtapositions that stand out are the emotion of love with that of fear, and those who are deemed worthy with those who are considered disreputable. 

No treatments for the HIV infection or for the many horrid and lethal diseases resulting from AIDS were available when the unit opened—it was “a very, very unpleasant death” as one nurse put it. The nurses saw a big part of their role as offering love: “Here you were allowed to love your patients.” They offered it through human touch. Morrison’s view was, “If we can’t save these folks, we’re going to touch them.” To touch the patients in this way required that they balance it with the risk of exposure to infection and still comply with universal precautions. Nevertheless, fear was prevalent—some people were “truly hysterical” according to Gerberding—and it touched off conflict among the health care staff. “People were afraid…we found ourselves attacking each other…everyone was so stressed,” is how Volberding described the situation. This balance is one that is continuously negotiated in health care settings, but it was more pronounced during the early years of the AIDS epidemic, and at San Francisco General, it had to be mediated by hospital and union officials. 

At the time unit opened, and for a long while after, people with AIDS were scorned. The gay lifestyle was linked to the disease and so a view held by many was that the gay community deserved to be struck down by this plague. They were not worthy of all the human resources, technology, and money the disease required. The documentary brings this sentiment to life by showing the actions some people took to prevent getting these patients help, and the actions governments didn’t take to help them. Also shown, however, was how the activism of health care professionals and others in Ward 5B helped to overcome these obstacles. Without it in the case of the unit in Ward 5B, the activism in the streets outside the hospital alone may not have been enough.  

But Then 

These fevers abated some when medical advances produced treatments that obviated the need for AIDS units, and changes in societal attitudes led to more acceptance of gay lifestyles. The next epidemic that targeted marginalized and susceptible groups would determine whether lessons learned from the time of this unit had been incorporated in response protocols. That opportunity came the year this documentary was released in 2019 when Covid struck elderly people first and hardest, and especially those in communal living arrangements.  

Note: 

The documentary was featured on the podcast episode, How Terrible It Was: Three Takes on the AIDS Crisis with Dr. Ross Slotten, which can be accessed here on medhum. In addition to the documentary, the podcast episode included the novel, The Great Believers, and the memoir, The Plague Years: A Doctor’s Journey through the AIDS Crisis were discussed. The author of the memoir, Dr. Ross Slotten, joined the podcast as a guest. 

Title image credit: 
James Steakley, CC BY-SA 4.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0>, via Wikimedia Commons 

Documentary information: 
Film title: 5B
Directors: Paul Haggis, Dan Krauss 
Studio: Vertical Entertainment 
Viewing source: Amazon Prime 
U.S. release date: June, 2019 
Run time: 134 minutes  

Trailers from 5B Film

Hours later, after she has tried all the methods known to her, Agnes is asleep next to Judith’s pallet. Hamnet, overwrought that he is about to lose the “other side to him,” crawls from his pallet to Judith’s side, beginning to feel poorly also. He arranges himself next to Judith in a way that made it almost impossible for people to tell them apart, hoping as Death came to take her, it would be fooled into taking him instead. “And if either of them is to live, it must be her. He wills it. He grips it…He, Hamnet, decrees it. It shall be.” (p. 169) 

When Agnes awakens, she eventually discerns that “her daughter has been spared…but, in exchange, it seems that Hamnet may be taken.” (p. 208) She reinitiates the treatments she had tried on Judith, but nothing works. Hamnet takes his last breath. Agnes wonders how she could have saved him, how she could have missed Hamnet being at risk before she is able to comprehend: “he is dead, he is dead, he is dead.” (p. 219) 

From this event on, O’Farrell constructs the trajectory of the family’s grief with a particular focus on Agnes. Her grief is amplified by resentment and incredulousness over her husband’s return to London soon after the burial because he feared his work as an actor and playwright would lose irretrievable ground with a prolonged absence. These emotions and grievances reach a crescendo over a period of years before understandings are reached and catharsis experienced. 

The Plague Comes for the Twins 

Easily lost in the gripping story O’Farrell tells and the emotional torrents she evokes is the chapter explaining how the plague reached the twins. She takes the modern-day, biomedical understanding of the complex chain of events involved in the spread of plague and weaves it into how she imagines it could happen amidst everyday life in the countryside outside London during the 1590s.  

A basic biomedical reference O’Farrell could have consulted in piecing together a credible sequence of events leading to the twins’ infections would likely include the same details provided in a summary of plague spread published in the 2021 volume of the American Journal of Medicine*: 

An ancient disease, its bacterial agent (Yersinia pestis) is an aerobic, gram-negative coccobacillus in the family Enterobacteriaceae. Its primary vector for transmission is the Xenopsylla cheopis flea, although roughly 80 species of fleas can carry it. During the Black Death, the flea was transported by the black rat or Rattus. A controversial new theory argues that ectoparasites such as human fleas and lice also spread the disease during the second plague pandemic [1347-1665]. Fleas can also survive in infected clothing or grain. The bacteria multiply in infected rodents and block the fleas’ alimentary canal, causing the fleas to regurgitate the Y. pestis bacteria into its animal host…Plague transmission is generally from infected fleas by rodent vectors or, rarely, in clothing or grain but may also occur through ingesting contaminated animals, physical contact with infected victims, or direct inhalation of infectious respiratory droplets. 

O’Farrell could also find plenty of well-researched historical accounts of the plague impacts at the time and place she set the novel. The plague affecting Stratford then is thought to have first entered England in 1348 from ships docking in cities along the southwestern coastline. England struggled with it almost constantly for more than 300 years until it dissipated after 1665. From this biomedical and historical background, O’Farrell created a realistic framework for the story, and a reasonable representation of the all the factors needed for the infection to find the twins in 1596 Stratford.   

She starts her explanation of how the twins got infected by specifying that,  

two events need to occur in the lives of two separate people, and then these people need to meet. The first is a glassmaker on the island of Murano in the principality of Venice; the second is a cabin boy on a merchant ship sailing for Alexandria on an unseasonably warm morning with an easterly wind. (p. 140) 

The glassmaker is filling an order for decorative glass beads received from a dress shop in Stratford, England. But, because of a recent hand injury, a fellow worker is given the job of packing the order. This worker doesn’t know that the glassmaker “usually pads and packs the beads with wood shavings and sand to prevent breakage. He grabs instead a handful of rags from the glassworks floor and tucks them in and around the beads.” (pp. 140-141).  

Meanwhile, the merchant ship has docked in Alexandria, and the cabin boy has been sent ashore for provisions. He quickly encounters a man with a monkey, and the monkey quickly jumps on the cabin boy, and then all over the boy, passing along three infected fleas. One of them accompanies the boy back onboard ensconced “in the fold of the red cloth tied around the boy’s neck, given to him by his sweetheart at home.” (p. 144) The flea doesn’t stay there long. It jumps into the fur of one of the ship’s cats the boy picks up and nuzzles. Soon after the cat is sickened by its passenger and seeks comfort on the hammock of a midshipman, who upon approaching his hammock for a night’s sleep, finds a dead cat. The flea, now needing a new place to live “makes its way, by springing and leaping, to the fecund and damp armpit of the sleeping, snoring midshipman, there to gorge itself on rich, alcohol-laced sailor blood.” (p. 144) Three days later, the midshipman is dead. 

The ship arrives in Murano to pick up cargo including the glass beads. The cabin boy and the glassmaker come eye to eye as the glass beads are loaded onto the ship. And at that moment, the monkey flea, which had found a way back to the boy after time with some of the ship’s rats and its chef, leaped onto the glassmaker. He and many others in his factory subsequently succumb to “a mysterious and virulent fever.” (p. 149) 

In the hold of the ship now heading to England, the progeny of the monkey flea leap from dying rats to cats lying on top of the boxes filled with the glass beads until the cats die. The fleas eventually “crawl down into these boxes and take up residence in the rags padding the hundreds of tiny, multi-coloured millefiori beads (the same rags put there by the fellow worker of the master glassmaker…)”. (p. 148) The ship arrives in London and the boxes of glass beads are taken to a wharfhouse where they are stored for about a month before picked up for further transport. 

O’Farrell ends her tale of how the plague found the twins through the delivery of the box with infected fleas to their final destination. The box of beads “still wrapped in rags from the floor of the Venetian glassworks” is transported to an inn located near the northern reaches of London. (p. 149) Then, a messenger collects the box and takes them by horseback on a two-day journey to another inn near Stratford. O’Farrell adds how during this ride the mass of infectious plague vectors and organisms intensifies. 

The fleas in the rags crawl out, hungry and depleted by their hostless stay in the wharfhouse. Soon, however, they are recovered, rejuvenated, springing from horse to man and back again, then out on to the various people the rider encounters along the way…By the time the rider reaches Stratford, the fleas have laid eggs: in the seams of his doublet, in the mane of the horse, in the stitching of the saddle, in the filigree and weave of the lace, in the rags surrounding the beads. These eggs are the great-grandchildren of the monkey flea.  

The box with the beads and the fleas is now in the town where the twins live. An innkeeper there has it, and gives a boy a penny to deliver the box to the dress shop that ordered it many months before. The fleas have found Hamnet. 

Judith is at the dress shop helping out when the box is delivered.  

The seamstress holds aloft the box. ‘Look,’ she says to the girl, who is small for her age, and fair as an angel, with a nature to match. 
        The girl clasps her hands together. ‘The beads from Venice? Are they here?’ 
        The seamstress laughs. ‘I believe so.’ 
        ‘Can I look? Can I see? I cannot wait.’ 
The seamstress puts the box in her counter. ‘You may do more than that. You may be the one to open them. You’ll need to cut away all these nasty old rags. Take up the scissors there.’ 
 She hands the girl the box of millefiori beads and Judith takes it, her hands eager and quick, her face lit with a smile. (pp. 150-151) 

The fleas have found Judith. 

When Literary Narrative Serves as Biomedical Text 

O’Farrell’s narrative, fictional model of plague spread embedded in her story imagining what could have caused the death of an eleven-year-old boy in 1596 takes into account both the virulence of the infection and the many and varied ways it can spread. To make that point, she, much as would any epidemiologist, tells of others killed as the fleas made their way from Murano to Stratford, such as workers in the glassmaker’s factory, midshipmen on the boat, and various people encountering land-based messengers carrying the box of beads to those awaiting it. In that way, her model also explains how the mortality estimates of one-tenth to one-third of the populations from frequent plague visitations over three centuries could be generated. 

O’Farrell could have left this part out of the novel without losing much of the core storyline or emotion and drama of it. Indeed, the movie version gives it only a few seconds of attention showing the twins’ father walking by a street puppet show during a scene representing the spread of and death from plague delivered from a ship. By including the chapter, however, O’Farrell compounds the drama and emotion, and reveals the complexities involved in our fates.  

And, as I recall the drudgery of reading and mastering the intricacies of infectious disease spread and pathology such as those of bubonic plague, I wish I had O’Farrell’s novel Hamnet at the time. The experience would have been enjoyable and memorable where the experience with biomedical texts were not in either way. Perhaps this application was not in O’Farrell’s mind for the book, but it could go a long way in ridding us of the plague of turgid, mind-numbing, and indecipherable biomedical prose. Whether or not she knows it, O’Farrell has in this novel brought attention to a plague of another house.  

Hamnet
Maggie O’Farrell
Alfred A Knopf; 2020

*From: Glatter JA, Finkelman P. History of the Plague: An Ancient Pandemic for the Age of COVID-19.  American Journal of Medicine 2021; 134(2): 176–181. 

Image Credits

The path of infection of plague from rats via fleas to man, by A.L. Tarter from the Wellcome Collection. Attribution 4.0 International (CC BY 4.0). 
A rat on board a ship, carrying the plague further afield, by A.L. Tarter from the Wellcome Collection. Attribution 4.0 International (CC BY 4.0) 
The word plague hovers above a victim’s face, by A.L. Tarter from the Wellcome Collection. Attribution 4.0 International (CC BY 4.0) 

Although his story opens with the establishment of the Johns Hopkins Hospital in 1876, Barry immediately takes a detour into the history of medicine dating back to Hippocrates, and traces the history of medical/scientific thought from Ancient Greece to the end of the 19^th century. He then introduces a series of physicians, scientists, and medical researchers who will play their parts in the story of the pandemic (this first section is called “The Warriors”) and outlines their training, research, and interactions.  

It isn’t until page 91 that he takes us to the rural Kansas county in which the story of the pandemic begins. For although it was called the “Spanish Flu,” that was actually an eponym of convenience; in fact, the first cases of pandemic flu seem to have arisen on the American prairie. However, newspaper reporting on the new pandemic was felt by the Allies and Central Powers alike to be contrary to the public interest (the war was still raging), so it was left to neutral Spain, whose king had come down with the disease, to publish the early reports. In this section, “The Swarm”, Barry also briefly reviews the basic (not to worry, very basic) microbiology of viruses and the history of some prior pandemics. He follows this with the section called “The Tinderbox,” in which he traces the events leading up to the entry of the United States into World War I, and the importance of that war and the political and social conditions surrounding it in the history of the pandemic. From here on in the influenza itself takes center stage; in sections called “It Begins,” “Explosion,” “Pestilence,” “The Race,” and “The Tolling of the Bell,” the rapid and lethal course of the pandemic is described in gripping (no pun intended) detail. The last two sections discuss the scientific advances (and some false starts) brought about by the cadre of researchers working day and night to tame the outbreak, and then Barry finally turns to the retreat of the virus and ultimate end of the pandemic. The book ends as it began, returning to the stories of the individual men and women of science who engaged in the battle to beat the disease of which it had initially been said by many that “[t]his was, after all, only influenza.”  

For anyone seeking to understand the 1918 influenza pandemic not only from a scientific and medical historical standpoint, but also with an appreciation of the political and sociocultural milieu in which it took place, you can’t do much better than Barry’s work. It is not short—it clocks in at 461 pages, with another nearly 40 pages of endnotes and a 20 page bibliography—but it is well-paced and reads smoothly; the narrative carries you along, a testament to the author’s writing style. Barry succeeds in putting a human face on the pandemic and creates a mental image of the horror of pandemic disease which can stand up alongside those we have of the Black Death of the mid-fourteenth century, with which it is often compared. For those of us who know the flu as a seasonal visitor, (for most of us a major annoyance, but nonetheless a disease that kills tens of thousands each year), the images of massive and rapid death—villages abandoned except for piles of corpses, trains that “left one station with the living…[and]…arrived with the dead and dying”—seem surreal. Barry paces the book in such a way that one can almost hear the stopwatch ticking in the background; The Great Influenza is scientific and historical reporting done with great attention to detail and to getting the medical facts right, but it is reporting done with a novelist’s flair.  

Even as the pandemic begins to recede, leaving in its wake not only the dead but those living with its sequelae, such as post-encephalitic syndromes (the Woodrow Wilson/Treaty of Versailles anecdote is particularly striking), the helplessness of medical science is reaffirmed; the pandemic recedes of its own accord, because the virus mutates to less virulent forms, and the very large number of those who have survived helps to create herd immunity.   

In the book’s Afterword, added in 2018, the author discusses and compares influenza pandemics which followed the 1918 experience, talks about some of the antiviral drugs introduced over the years and how they work, and speculates about what the next great influenza pandemic might look like and how it might be prepared for. His concern was prescient, although it would be a coronavirus, rather than influenza, that would cause widespread death and societal disruption. In fact, one of the most jarring aspects of this story is the fact that, if one changes the dates and the names, the tale bears an uncanny resemblance to the COVID-19 story, right down to the attempts at minimization by the government and even the isolation and victimization of an ethnic group (in 1918 the Germans, who were the enemy in the world war, rather than Asian-Americans, as it would be during COVID).  

The Great Influenza is a detailed, highly readable, and sobering account of an episode which demonstrated once again that despite what we may think, we are not the masters of the world in which we live, and that a microbe could rapidly kill on a devastating scale and upend society—again—and there was initially little that could be done to stop it.  

THE GREAT INFLUENZA: A Story of the Deadliest Pandemic in History
John Barry 
Penguin Books, New York, 2004 (reissued with new afterword, 2018)
461 pages 

A previous version of this review was published in the NYU Literature, Arts, and Medicine Database.
Web image by Medhum.org

On this episode, we talk with Dr. Ross Slotten about his memoir, Plague Years: A Doctor’s Journey through the AIDS Crisis. He covers the time from when he entered family medicine practice just as AIDS was emerging, through the crisis, and the decades since as both a physician and a member of the at-risk community of gay men on the north side of Chicago. We also talk with Dr. Slotten about two other sources covering the early years of the AIDS crisis: a documentary film about the first country’s first AIDS unit at San Francisco General Hospital, and a literary novel about a group of gay men with AIDS or at risk for AIDS in Chicago. 

More about Dr. Slotten’s background is here, which includes authorship of the book, The Heretic in Darwin’s Court: The Life of Alfred Russel Wallace (published by Columbia University Press, 2006).

Sources:
Plague Years: A Doctor’s Journey through the AIDS Crisis by Ross Slotten, published 2020, University of Chicago Press
5B, directed by Paul Haggis and Dan Krauss, released June 2019
The Great Believers by Rebecca Makkai, published 2019

Russell Teagarden’s blog pieces on episode sources:
Plague Years
5B
The Great Believers

Recommendations (we didn’t have time to talk about):
Rent (play, movie), Jonathan Larson
Angels in America (play, movie), Tony Kushne
Blue (movie), Derek Jarman

The Clinic & The Person is a podcast developed by our editor Russell Teagarden to summon or quicken the attention of health care professionals, their educators, researchers and others to the interests and plights of people with specific health problems aided through knowledge and perspectives the humanities provide.

Feature image by Iluha Zavaley