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Sunday, September 18, 2016

Saluting an Edmonton legend - Dr. John Callaghan

It was exactly 60 years ago today, that Doctor John Callaghan, and his team from Edmonton, Alberta performed the first ever successful open-heart surgery in Canada.  The following is an article chronicling that ground breaking event. 

Of note, Dr. Callaghan was one of my late Father Jerry Forbes 'best friends' - and to this day I'm proudly good friends with Debbie Callaghan (Phillips) and husband Rod Phillips the Hall of Fame Edmonton Oiler Broadcaster.



This article is reprinted from the Express News - University of Alberta - from July 12, 2010


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Edmonton--When John Callaghan stepped into an operating room at the University of Alberta Hospital in Edmonton on Sept. 18, 1956, he never intended to make history. His plan was simply to save the life of 10-year-old Suzanne Beattie. However, Callaghan and his team did both by performing the first successful open-heart surgery in Canada.



When the hospital unveiled the J.C. Callaghan Cardiovascular Surgery Intensive Care Unit in September 1996 to honour his pioneering work, the opening marked the 40th anniversary of the procedure, the first in a series of significant milestones from the early days of cardiac surgery.


The operation performed on Beattie would be considered simple by today's standards, but in 1956 it pushed the boundaries of modern surgery.


Using a modified distillery pump called the Lillehei-DeWall heart-lung pump, Callaghan and his team corrected their young patient's atrial septal defect. The pump, which ran on a gravity-feed system, had almost as many parts as a car: nearly 40 tubes of differing diameters and lengths had to be sterilized and connected before an operation could begin. 


Callaghan handed credit for his team's success to the two American surgeons who invented the pump, Walton Lillehei and Richard DeWall.


Following research trips to the University of Minnesota, Callaghan and his team decided to follow Lillehei's exact instructions. "Walt Lillehei had mentioned that almost everybody who came to visit him changed something and it didn't work," Callaghan said in a 1996 interview with the Canadian Medical Association Journal.


"There were a lot of failures because a lot of people thought they were smarter than Walt Lillehei, but I knew fully that I wasn't, and we made sure there were no errors. That was the secret of our success."


Still, use of the Lillehei-DeWall pump could prove challenging.


On more than one occasion oxygenated blood spilled from the pump and coated the operating room floor. During one procedure, the pump itself failed. Callaghan took on the role of mechanic while Les Willox finished the operation.


Years later, a power failure knocked out a more advanced pump in the middle of a procedure. John Fortin, a member of the perfusion team, ran it manually for 80 long minutes, keeping the patient alive by applying brute strength.


Such events made for riveting stories, said Callaghan, but the work itself was relatively simple.


Callaghan, who retired in June 1990, was lured to the University of Alberta by University Hospital's chief of surgery, Walter Mackenzie, who first made overtures during a 1950 conference in Boston, where Callaghan had unveiled some groundbreaking work.


Callaghan, who graduated from the University of Toronto in 1946, had been involved in research on the use of hypothermia in cardiac surgery with Wilfred Bigelow of the Banting Research Foundation. 


Meanwhile, Mackenzie had helped Callaghan land postings, such as a fellowship in cardiac surgery at Guys Hospital in London, England, and at Stanford University Medical Center in the United States.


It wasn't surprising, then, that at the age of 32 Callaghan was able to perform an operation many considered miraculous. Although Suzanne Beattie underwent the first successful open-heart operation performed in Canada, she was actually the fourth patient Callaghan's team operated on. 


Just prior to beginning their work on Beattie the team lost two infants, but team members were confident about Beattie's case.


"We didn't have that 'I-hope-this-works' attitude," Callaghan recalled. "We planned to make it work and we just hoped the surgery part of it was not that difficult. It wasn't."


Experimental work on animals had helped the team learn to use the Lillehei-DeWall heart-lung pump properly and prepared Callaghan for the job ahead. "We knew our system was going to work because with the animals we operated on, we were able to do it."


We learned our skills on animals-they made a great contribution in the early days of heart surgery. None of us wanted to operate on them, but there was no way we could experiment on humans."


Beattie, who grew up to become a nurse in Yellowknife, NWT, was the first in a long line of successes at University of Alberta Hospital. 


The first successful "blue baby" operation performed in Canada was completed in December 1956, while the first Canadian open-heart surgery performed to correct a complex form of the congenital heart defect tetralogy of Fallot was performed early in 1957.


By 1967, the hospital was performing 1,000 open-heart operations annually.


Callaghan said a study of the first 100 patients revealed the program's worst mortality rate, 25 per cent. However, the figure was considered a staggering success at the time; many programs failed because their mortality rates were simply too high. "Ours were always acceptable," Callaghan said. "The team was always ambitious and innovative."


The program also takes credit for the first successful heart valve, or mitral prosthesis, implant, completed in 1962.


Today, the hospital is one of the nation's busiest transplant centres; the Lillehei-DeWall pump has been replaced by heart-lung pumps, and the 10-hour operation Callaghan performed on Beattie takes about four hours. About 10 pediatric and 30 adult open-heart surgeries are now performed each week at the University of Alberta Hospital.


Callaghan's team handled one per week.


Although many open-heart procedures are considered routine today, there is still uncharted territory for pioneering surgeons to explore.


Today, pioneering work is being done in the areas of genetic engineering and microbiology, suggesting the possibility that heart tissue may eventually be provided by a laboratory.


In 1996, at the age of 73, Callaghan said the speed at which work is being done made him dizzy, because even very basic procedures used to take 10 hours. "Today, when you look at what has been done and research that's going on, it makes my work look naïve," he said. "When I got involved, little or nothing had been done-no one had ever taken over the heart's action. I got the easy work . . . any work today to expand the perimeter takes a lot more effort."


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This salute was coordinated by Brian Brown who adds his thoughts on Dr. Callaghan.


Dr. JC Callaghan passed away April, 6th, 2004. This was just before I retired in August, 2005.  He also was awarded the Alberta Order of Excellence. 

In my own career I started in Perfusion in 1972 and JCC was who hired me on staff. We had a great rapport and it was truly the saddest news to hear this. 

Ironically he was born the same year as my Dad. He was an individual that had extremely high standards. Pushed me hard often. A true mentor and on some days a tormentor. It was quite the career and I have no regrets. 

Here it is September, 18th, 2016.  Sixty years since Dr. J C Callaghan performed that 1st successful open heart procedure. He was a pioneer in Edmonton in Alberta and also in all of Canada. 


There was never ever a dull day if you were tasked with working alongside him. 

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The picture is from Bernie Snell Hall at the U of A Hospital. It was the celebration of Dr Callaghan's 30th Anniversary.  (left) Betty Mah Pon a research / health analyst; Brian Brown; Board Certified Perfusionist; the charge nurse in Cardiac Surgery in the OR the late Alma Arndt;  
Dr. Callaghan; To the far right is another nurse from the OR Myrna Najur who emigrated with her family to the USA. 

Finally, Dr. Callalghan's is recognized in the lobby of the Mazinkowski Heart Institute, among others, with a memorial bust of his likeness.





Thursday, July 7, 2016

Thank You Nina Simone "It's a New Day...."

I can honestly say that my life became 'complete' this week when daughter Rayanne (Forbes) Boychuk brought a beautiful Grandchild into this zany world.

I'd like you to meet my Grandson.... LIAM...


Liam Born July 5/2016


We were 'showcased' that this wonderful human being was going to join us this December when we attended the VIP Party at the Edmonton Singing Christmas Tree.  During the post show gathering the Edmonton Eskimos were in attendance and proudly brought the Grey Cup with them.

Without us knowing Rayanne and Brett grabbed Grant Shaw and Calvin McCarty, who were summoned to go 'behind the wall' to take a special picture with their upcoming birth announcement.

PS:  Missed by just one game.



Calvin, Rayanne, Brett and Grant.

Brett and Rayanne held that picture until just before Christmas when both parents were given a card with the wonderful news, and this picture, as their 'gift' to us.

Nothing was more precious (and obviously creative.)

The joy of this weeks wonderful news is not without historical importance.  

For those of you who know the family Rayanne has suffered 'greatly' from Graves Disease and the past several years has been wrought with pain, suffering, hospital runs in an ambulance, six surgeries, countless blood tests, painful eye operations, and more pills than you can imagine.

I simply can't tell you how many days this grown man cried - in the parking lot - in the hallways of the hospitals - at home - in the car - 'wherever and whenever.'

During the worst of it my biggest job, as a Father, was to 'be there' to make sure depression didn't kick in - and I remember saying to Rayanne...

"this isn't YOUR disease...this is OUR disease...and we will all fight this together as a Family."  

And we did...so this week TRULY is of great impact for me (us) as this is the ultimate high of good news and happiness.  

This is not meant for pity purposes in any manner what so ever - but I want you to know how significant this disease is because several things were and are in force.

1.  Rayanne started the Graves Disease Foundation of Edmonton to help others as her 'motivation' to stay strong and positive.  http://gravesdiseaseyeg.com  (Donation links included)

2.  The decision to even have a baby is 'huge' - and I'm sure you can imagine the struggle to decide if this disease 'could' factor in to her child's future.

3.  All the 'care' during the pregnancy was done through a Doctor who specialized with Graves Disease so we were confident throughout the entire pregnancy that she was getting the best care possible.


3 weeks premature - 6 lbs 10 ounces

A few important factors about this disease....we can't track it backwards...and it's hard to track forwards, however Graves Disease is known to 'mostly' affect young women so it is 'highly likely' there is little worry about Liam contracting it as he gets older.

As well with a total focus on diet and health that he will receive from both parents he will be monitored 'closely' for any signs that Graves Disease may be about.

My first email to Rayanne featured this picture.  



And although I can't promise not to 'spoil the hell out of the little guy' I can assure you that Liam is 'extremely' fortunate to be part of a truly amazingly tight family who will love and guide him throughout his life.

He has some strong 'heritage' to follow as we open up the Jerry Forbes Centre for Community Spirit this fall.   jerryforbescentre.ca - and I'm pretty sure that by the time he is able to walk he will be handing out packages at Christmas in honour of his Great Grandfather.  santasanonymous.ca

He has very positive role models in his parents; Grandparents; Aunts; Uncles - and all our Friends.

For me, selfishly and personally?  

As I said to my youngest "there isn't an instrument yet invented to measure my pride and respect for you Rayanne."

From feeding ducks at the lake as a three year old - to how valiantly you fought that awful disease - for the immense respect that people have for you 'as a loving person' - I'm so proud to be the GrandFather of this most amazing 'little person' - and like My Dad said many many years ago...


"now you know the circle of life!"

Jeremy, Kim, Lauren, Rayanne, Me.


BTW: In the 'it's a small world' category, during the birth process,  Rayanne was in the Lois Hospital for Women maternity ward that was 'supported' by John and Jane Homlund - who I worked with on the JFC fund raising campaign.  John and Jane are also my 'neighbours' - and the Forbes/Boychuk Family 'sincerely' thank them for paying it forward with their donation.  























Monday, April 25, 2016

Get to know "My Dad" - the inspiration for the Jerry Forbes Centre for Community Spirit!

One of the tasks I have to help with the launch of the Jerry Forbes Centre is to provide background material so that Dad can be properly represented in this amazing facility.

Going through pictures I hadn't seen for what seems like decades was a ripper at best - but the goldmine was in finding the Eulogy that former 630 CHED Editorialist Eddie Keen delivered at Dad's funeral in September of 1981.

Nobody captured my Father better than Eddie - and I proudly let you read about "my Dad."

The last line alone I will never forget. 

Sept. 28, 1981

Life gives us many opportunities...sometimes we take them, sometimes we fail to see them, and sometime we ignore them.

All of us here are very lucky, we were given an opportunity and we seized it.  

We are lucky because we all have the common bond of having known Jerry Forbes...our emotional loss should be mixed with joy today, because unfortunate are those who did not have the good fortune of knowing Jerry....which of us who knew him can say he did not touch our lives?

Jerry knew the rich and powerful, but he never abused power.

He knew the poor and humble, he recognized their common humanity and dignity.

The janitors at CHED were are important to Jerry as the skilled group of professionals he gathered around him to build a number one radio station.

There is a lot of talk in radio circles about CHED, about the strange imponderable that seems to set it apart from other stations...there is a quality that makes it much more than just another commercial operations.

Well, the mystique that has been CHED was...Jerry Forbes.

In the high pressure world of ratings and budgets and rock music, Jerry brought heart, soul and most of all emotion to work with him.

Jerry was a man's man in a sense...tall, straight, handsome, he had dignity and he loved to philosophize.

Yet, he was unlike many men, and specially men in seats of authority and power...you see Jerry was not ashamed to cry.

At our annual Xmas parties his voice would tremble, he would wipe away the tears and he'd say: 
"do you all know how much I love you?"  and 'oh' what a sense of humour.

He was a practical joker par excellence, nothing that hurt anyone, simply comic departures from routine days.

The flamingoes on Bill Sysaks roof, the popcorn in Larry Sterns convertible...the list of escapades is endless.

But while he was emotional and full of fun, Jerry liked a challenge, was not afraid of a good fight.

I recall a rather difficult week when clients were upset because we had revealed some truth they would rather have had remain secret, and we were hearing from more lawyers than usual.

I went to Jerry's office and he had just hung up on our lawyer in Winnipeg.  

"Damn it Keen, I don't feel like David Sarnoff, I  feel like Perry Mason."  

Then he reached for his pipe and told me to go to it.  

We were either going to be fearless and not intimidated, or he would pack it in.

As I walked back to the newsroom what Jerry had just done suddenly hit me...he was putting his job on the line for the sake of honesty and truth.

(Editors note:  Dad lost two very close friends due to the discovery of several car dealers rolling back their odometers on used vehicles.  He was given the choice to air it or not...and he did as Eddie notes here)

And of course he had his weaknesses...by admitting them, by not hiding them, he showed himself to others as a human being.  

He gathered us around him with our weaknesses and he said...

"we're all in this together and together we can make it."

How lucky we are to have had our lives touched by Jerry.  How lucky are his children for having had him as their Dad.  How proud they must be of his many accomplishments...but more than that, how proud to have had as a Father such a sensitive man...a man who cared, and what more can we ask of any man but caring?

Jerry wrote this a few years ago, it seems prophetic:

I used to love to go to parties
But I don't any more.
I used to like to buy new clothes
Now I don't; Like before
I used to think my life comp;late
If a noted person spoke to me on the street
And at three in the morning
I was still on m feet.
I'm not any more.

Now, I like to fireside spot
And where the gaiety is
I am not.
New clothes?  What's wrong with the ones
I've got.
It's not like before.
In the world of society, include me out.
I couldn't care less what it's all about
In this year's "Who's Who" I place little store.
Not any more.

My both say, "Father you're slowing up."
Well, maybe so.  I'm sure no pup.
but my idle hours are much too few.
To spend on something I don't want to do.
For the gay, gay life, I have no heart.
Am I getting old?
Or getting smart?

There are many visions of Jerry we will carry.  I forever will see one.  

I see Jerry sitting in a big armchair watching the party about him...suddenly he places his pipe in the ashtray, uncurls to his full height, and with scotch in hand, I see him break into a chorus of Bye Bye Blackbird.

Jerry, the music you made, the joy you brought, is all around you now.

You will be with us in many ways, Santas Anonymous is a tribute from those you didn't even know.

The cruelties and unfairness of life that so hurt you can hurt you no more.  

Goodbye dear friend!

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Reference:  www.santasanonymous.ca - *now delivers over 25,000 toys annually

Reference:  jerryforbescentre.ca *Opens this fall.









Thursday, April 21, 2016

All you need is Love...and Facebook

I'm feeling a tad pensive with this writing.

I've lost 'several' good friends over the past few months - some of natural causes - some tragically.

With each passing I feel a deep pain down low in my gut - often disarmed in how I contact my friends family trying to express my most inner thoughts on their loss.

And with each passing I 'count my blessings' that I've had an absolutely wonderful life and I'm so damn happy that I have a bunch of really 'great' people in my life that I call friends.

Although I don't talk often with many of my friends the joy of watching their updates on Facebook is truly 'immense' in my world.

Nothing brings me more happiness than seeing their accomplishments - watching their children (or grandchildren) growing up - knowing at one time in my career I was able to help them get to this point in their lives - or enjoying seeing some of the fun and silly things that they post that are a reflection of their individual sense of humour.

Plus watching the social media support group kick in - from time to time - when you (or I) need help can often be overpowering.

So...thank you.

Although there is a great deal of stupidity on social media at times when you need a 'friend' it doesn't take long for somebody to kick in and help somebody else....which is a big reason why I'm on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram personally - to make sure I know what MY friends are doing and if they ever need MY assistance.

So - if you're reading this you're likely a 'friend' on Facebook or you follow me on Twitter or Instagram - and I just wanted to say a simple THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart for enriching my life.


               And if any of you need a definition of what a friend truly is remember this.


A true Friend is somebody who, when you call them from jail asking for bail money, says...
 "how much do you need?"..not "what did you do?