2008 2015 Net Income Net Income Public Hospitals Broward General $40,510,479 $13,451,630
Coral Springs $6,316,270 $7,531,912
Imperial Point $9,491,128 $1,588,277
North Broward $22,736,076 $7,625,538 Total $79,073,953 $30,197,357 (62%)
Memorial Miramar $22,457,112 $44,250,421
Mem. Pembroke ($625,310) ($6,143,703)
Memorial Regional $2,928,759 $136,069,986
Memorial West $30,408,322 $91,822,283 Total $55,168,883 $265,998,987 382%
Private Hospitals Cleveland
Clinic $21,528,490 $80,471,707
Florida Medical ($5,901,160) $4,095,802
Holy Cross $25,063,899) $19,105,000
Northwest ($2,337,650) $25,233,796
Plantation ($10,660,816) $3,553.992
University $1,499,489 $6,127,050
Westside $13,840,999 $49,552,373 Total $3,566,269 $188,139,720 5,176%
After easing the pain and suffering of untold thousands, my long
time friend and healer Dr. Nabil El Sinadi ended his life with two
self-inflicted gun shot wounds on a South Florida afternoon a week ago today (1/17/16).
"So it goes."
Yesterday, six days after Nabil's suicide, more than a thousand folks
gathered in the cavernous bowels of Fort Lauderdale's First Baptist Church to
honor the good doctor's life and legacy.
At the end, the good doctor had risen through
the often profit-driven ranks of his profession to become the Chief Executive
Officer of the North Broward Hospital (dba Broward Health) - the tenth largest
public health care system in the nation and the epicenter of indigent care in
Florida's second largest county. Aside from a moving and profoundly personal eulogy from his daughter,
Nabil's legacy was recalled by four men in suits and uniforms - each a
seriously official representative from church and state.
One among the host of sick and suffering whose pain Nabil sought to ease.
And so it is my honor to offer a loving tribute* from a local EMS
technician who worked side by side with Nabil to give care and comfort to a
nameless host of South Florida's sick and suffering.
by Megan Thompson, CCEMTP
I met him (Nabil) when I first started working at the hospital(Board General Medical Center) as
an ER tech in 2010, fresh out of paramedic school.
When I first met him I was intimidated. I had heard of him before
and that he was very well-respected in his field. (He
was) Very tall, and broad, appeared confident.
My anxiety was placated by his genuine smile, kind eyes, firm
handshake. He welcomed me to the team.
I had the privilege of working side by side with him in the ER.
When our (ER) department was over-flowing with patients
and it seemed like I just couldn't keep up, he would
remind me that
I could and keep up the good work. That motivated me to work harder and
smarter. I didn't want to let him down.
He treated us at Broward Health with such compassion.
He believed in us and the work we were doing.
We felt like we were making a difference.
He was such a good man and humble, always asking about my
family and my kids. If I ever needed anything, he was always willing to help if
Suicide is such a sad thing. It's hard to reach out
for help when all you see is darkness around you.
Especially in my field, we put down others for having depression
or other forms of mental illness.
I don't know why we do it, maybe some of us are ignorant,
or just don't care, maybe we try to blend in with the crowd. (In)denial with our own illness,
afraid of the repercussions.
This is very sad. Not only is it the cold hard truth of our (health care)
field we work in, but the world we live in today.
It's shocking, but you never know what people are going through.
We tend to invalidate others thinking they just shouldn't "feel" that
way because of (their)
success, respect, money... whatever the
case..."Oh just get over it, you'll be fine, others have it much worse
Whatever he (Nabil) was feeling, it was reality to him.
We need to our eyes and hearts without judgment and accept people
for all that they are.
As a society, we need to stop stigmatizing (mental
It's a shame we have to hide parts of
ourselves for fear of criticism.
But to show a "flaw" like depression or other mental illness is
They question your capabilities and begin to pick you apart.
compassion for others and was there for us.
But were we there for him?
If he had opened up, would we have still looked at him the same?
NOTE: In the interest of full-disclosure, I have struggled
with a diagnosis of depression for most of my life.