Is there a doctor on the plane? – kudupinter World News Network

A few months ago, returning from Berlin, a flight attendant stood up and asked over the loudspeaker: is there a doctor on the plane? It turns out there were a dozen journalists, but no doctors. It’s already bad luck. No nurses were flying either. “At most, here you … “We write the obituary,” joked one writer, emphasizing the uselessness of a profession that enjoys such good press, even in this century: a journalist can save your democracy, but not the life of a woman who starts breathing hard in the twenty-first row of a Boeing 737. So we shut up and did what everyone thinks: Thank God that didn’t happen to me, which is a thought that arises without permission every time someone tells you about a misfortune; It’s atavistic relief, premoral and for bad people. This is why medical series work so well. It is in the illness of others that we see our health, as politicians do.

“Breathe” (on Netflix) relaunches the medical soap opera genre of “Central Hospital” or “Grey’s Anatomy”, where the proximity of death is an excuse for love, and the hospital is a camp for adults, and the gravity is light, that’s what it’s about: filling a void without being too heavy, or brightening up a Sunday afternoon. The series meets all the requirements of the format: there are beautiful people, diverse people, gray people, good people and very bad people, terrifying, but with heart. The president of the Valencian Community, Najwa Nimri, wants to privatize the Joaquín Sorolla Hospital, but suddenly she has cancer and things become complicated. Her oncologist is a trade unionist who hates her, but not that much. The unresolved sexual tension between these two weighs more than the plea for a free and universal public health system. There’s also a superior who goes after a resident, of course, and drugs and sexual assault and disasters in the form of accidents or torrential rain or knife attacks. In the operating rooms, of course, there is a lot of talking and little operation. When you think things can’t get better, Pablo Alborán appears, who plays a plastic surgeon. For the moment, no plane has left. By the way: nothing happened to the lady, she just had an anxiety attack. He landed in Madrid like a rose.

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