Occupy Medical in the News

This week, the Eugene Register-Guard published an article featuring OM’s temporary Cottage Grove Clinic. The grin on Sue’s face reflects the excitement we all feel at pioneering another clinic to help our neighbors just south of us. We are grateful to both the Register-Guard for helping us spread the news. http://www.registerguard.com/rg/news/local/30315793-75/medical-clinic-health-occupy-care.html.csp

Occupy Medical also enjoyed marching in the Eugene Celebration Parade Saturday, August 24, 2013. The Register-Guard covered this event as well. Look for the photo of our favorite cowgirl driving the famous white and red mobile clinic through downtown Eugene. http://www.registerguard.com/rg/news/local/30360181-75/eugene-parade-celebration-winner-street.html.csp#slideshow


Benjamin Shares His Day at OM Clinic

I was giving a haircut today to a young man from Oklahoma. He told me that he had never seen anything like our clinic in all the cities he has visited. He wished more cities would offer the nonjudgmental care that we at Occupy Medical provide. He commented that he felt that all the volunteers truly cared about him and for all the other homeless folks.

Volunteers work Together to Set Up the Medical Tents Every Sunday Morning

Volunteers work Together to Set Up the Medical Tents Every Sunday Morning

We volunteers at Occupy Medical seldom have the time during clinic to stop and take in what is truly happening. I personally gave 11 haircuts in four hours today…And that doesn’t count detangling Leather Jacket Dude’s long curly locks. So what I’m trying to say is, I seldom have the time to notice the magic that is happening around me….I feel it but do not always witness it.

Today I witnessed a part of what truly makes me proud to be with this company. Jason came into our intake tent and said that the man with him needed immediate help. He sat him down in Donna’s intake chair and Donna immediately began her process. Jason said to the man, “Are you thirsty,” but did not wait for a reply and ran to get him water. Then Nurse Donna appeared and surveyed the situation. She asked him if he had eaten today and then ran, I mean literally ran to the hospitality tent to get him a sandwich. Within no time the man was fast tracked into the bus. I quietly said to the young man in the chair. What you just witnessed is what makes this team so very special. No one is paid or forced to be here, pure love is the glue that holds this place together.

This is only one incident. I do not always see what happens outside the tent or witness the quality, loving care that is given on the bus. But at the end of the day I see The faces, very tired faces, but faces that glow from knowing that we have truly made a difference today. As my friend and fellow volunteer Carla mentioned after I told her what I witnessed, “This is what villages and small towns used to do, they took care of one Another…We are recreating Community.”

The New Bathroom

A typical shift at Occupy Medical is pretty serious business. We work long hours, without pay, in all kinds of weather with people who are suffering from sadly neglected medical conditions. For the last year, we have done all of this work without access to a bathroom. Imagine our delight, when the city offered us a free porta potty. Obviously, we are grateful.774565_193986244077694_697280682_o

 OM’s sparkly, new alter-able bathroom

The bathroom was huge hit. Our practical volunteer Benjamin’s 1st thought when he saw this big, blue wonder was, ” I could’ve had another cup of coffee.”  The luxury of a clean bathroom was not wasted on our patients either. Now we can give urine based tests such as pregnancy tests. This is the start of even better service at the Sunday OM Clinic.

The girls in the nurse’s station organized a grand opening. Susan suggested a toilet paper cutting ceremony instead of a ribbon cutting ceremony.  As you can see by the photos below, we loved it. Good call, Susan, good call.774462_193986324077686_987077852_o

Deep January clinic. (by Dr. Leigh)

Dude. Winter is here. Winter is here, and we’re making it – most of us.


One patient said, “Remember, you told me to quit smoking a few months ago? Well, I did it.”

Another said, “The blood pressure medicine you gave me last time? It’s working.”

Another said, “I ran out of refills last week. I thought I was just S.O.L.” [“Seriously out of luck.”] (I changed their dosage by a few milligrams, and saved them $40 a month. In other words, I made it possible for them to have any medicine at all, since they didn’t have $40.)

One patient needed, in my estimation, a “simple” skin surgery – simple under normal circumstances, but here? They came back after 2 hours, as I’d asked them, to get a second opinion. In the meantime, they got a tetanus shot. The second-opinion doctor examined them carefully, and finally said, “You should just come into my office, and I’ll do it for free.” Like I said, simple.

The Public Health Department nurses were there, giving free tetanus/pertussis vaccinations, and hanging out with us. We had new nurses. We had a full Triage team, like a well oiled machine. We had new volunteers helping keep track of patients and their medical records. (We take health-record privacy very seriously.)


Over in the tent, we had a big crock pot full of hot vegetable bean stew; hot tea; home baked bread. Donna said, “I’m still trying to give away these boots,” indicating a large pair of insulated leather-and-rubber winter boots. I got my hair cut in the tent, chatting with a friendly social worker while Benjamin made me look stylish. Food Not Bombs came and set up next door, with more hot soup and bread for everybody.

We have pretty earnest, good-hearted fun at the Occupy Medical clinic. I had a student with me, and I was telling her, This clinic is for everyone, for free, every Sunday. We see a fair number of people who are unemployed and unhoused, and don’t have many resources other than their wits and good looks, but it’s mainly because of where we park the bus, downtown.

If we parked the bus in the Wal-Mart parking lot, we’d still be super busy all afternoon, with people who might have houses to go home to, but they mostly would still lack proper health resources, such as insurance that pays for doctor and dentist visits, lab tests, x-rays, and medicine.

And If we parked the bus at the health-food supermarket, where people go to get their fancy French cheeses, organic blueberries, and herbal toothpaste – we’d still be busy all day. Just because you have $10 to buy a gluten-free frozen pizza, doesn’t mean you have $250 for a single doctor or dentist visit – or $600 a month for health insurance.

No matter where we go, there we are! No matter where we park the Occupy Medical clinic bus, we’ll always be busy, because injury and illness happen in every social class, and people are falling through the cracks in our broken social system at faster and faster rates, as service budgets are cut and insurance premiums rise. This is why, at Occupy Medical clinic, we don’t ask people to prove they’re poor enough to deserve our services (or rich enough to “make it worth our while”). Health care is a human right, not a scarce commodity.

Meanwhile, since we are parked downtown on a Sunday afternoon, we see a lot of folks who’ve been getting really cold. And we get cold, too. It’s cold! When I got out of my nice warm bed this morning, the online newspaper said it was 28 degrees with “freezing fog.”


We’ve had freezing fog for a week now. I’m seeing more people with bad asthma attacks from it. One guy called it “cold smog.” Today I saw one person with pneumonia. She called it “Occuplague,” after the terrible bronchitis people got last winter in the Occupy camps, nationwide, from living outside. I told her, your lungs sound like a teakettle that’s boiling – they’re gurgling. My little pulse oximeter showed she wasn’t getting a normal amount of oxygen into her blood.

The shelters generally kick everybody out, every morning, no matter what the weather, so people have to basically walk around all day, if they don’t have a job or school to go to. Last week I took a photo of the view out the window, where I work on the bus. The ornamental pond across the street, with the metal fish sculpture in it, was covered with little icebergs. It’s so cold, and folks are obliged to just kind of walk around all day. So they get sick.


Did you know that the other local do-gooder low-income clinics are now over-full, and can’t take new patients? One administrator came and visited us a couple weeks ago, to ask, hopefully and apologetically, if we will be able to handle the patients they can’t.

But it’s not all bad news. There’s a lot of good news. I get patients coming back in to show me that they got better, with care. Also, after months of wrangling, protests, and peer pressure, the City has provided the Clinic with a porta-potty. This makes a huge difference! For example, it makes life much easier for our volunteers, who stay on the site for 4-6 hours at a time, often coffee-fueled and unable to stop their work to hike down the street and buy something in a coffeeshop, for the privilege of using a bathroom. It’s also a service to our patients – can you imagine what it’s like to try to get to the doctor for a severe gastrointestinal ailment, or to take small children downtown to be seen, and there’s no bathroom? We can also do pregnancy tests and simple urinalysis now. It’s just incredible. It’s practically “first-world.”

The City has also allowed us to plug into the park’s power supply – after we took out an extra-large insurance policy protecting the City from any lawsuits – the kind of insurance policy that would be appropriate for a giant rock-and-roll show. Oh, well. At least we have lights – and a wee space heater, at the chilly doctor’s elbow.

We’re feeling pretty fat and sassy, now, in fact, with our fancy electric lights, and our porta-potty, and our hot drinks and pot of soup. Benjamin, the guerrilla hairstylist, can even run clippers and a blow-dryer, as I found out myself today. Stay tuned for the Friday clinic, staffed by a heroic team of nurses – a dedicated Wound Care Clinic. By golly, if elected officials can’t figure out how to provide health care as a human right, we’ll just have to do it ourselves! We could be heroes, just for one day.


Occupy Medical clinic is tremendously excited to welcome any new volunteers who can offer any skill. Particularly needed are additional primary-care doctors, nurses, pharmacists, caring-profession students and trainees, dentists, dental hygenists, certified herbalists, veterinarians, pet groomers, licensed bodyworkers, counselors, social workers, mechanics, engineers, bus drivers, roadies, bouncers, organizers, fundraisers, statisticians, publicists, printers, artists, photographers, seamstresses, group facilitators, workshop teachers, friends, neighbors, cheerleaders, and people to help set up and tear down.

About the Public Health Department vaccine programs: http://www.lanecounty.org/Departments/HHS/PubHlth/Pages/lcph_immunizations.aspx#adults

About Food Not Bombs: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=_jZKjBVXGJI#!

Windy Day at OM

12/16/12 – Occupy Medical volunteers called all hands on deck as 45 MPH winds threatened to pull our intake tent from the ground. A visiting reporter from KLCC jumped into action with other seasoned volunteers as the 20 foot long, steel framed portable canopy filled with air like a giant box kite. We held the held the poles tightly as James placed filled 5 gallon water squares on the wooden supports. Clearly, the cement cider block weights were not enough.
When I tell stories of our adventures at Occupy Medical, some people narrow their eyes with doubt. The tragic tales of our patients, the valiant deeds of our volunteers, the generosity and diversity of our donors and the obstacles that we all face from the weather, the authorities and from the limit of our resources just seems unreal. This time we had a reporter there to witness it first hand.
This reporter cut her teeth on radio news. She has been doing her job for close to 20 years now. She observed the flow of the clinic. She asked in-depth questions. She got a tour of the bus. When she asked to interview a patient, I grabbed the first patient to come out of the bus.
I went back into the med tent to check in with the volunteers and make sure that we were out of danger. A few minutes later, the reporter came back into the tent. She was holding back tears. She explained that as the patient started telling his story, he broke down. This seasoned reporter was so moved that she started crying even as she held tightly to her microphone. The clinic got her. It does that from time to time.
The reporter turned to me and asked I ever get used to all this. I looked around. I saw the piles of donations, the shivering patients being warmed by our oil heater, the volunteers comforting new patients as they waited for their turn to see a doctor. No, I thought, I really never get used to it.
Occupy Medical is different every week. New patients, new wounds, new stories. It tears me up and inspires me in a new way every time. It’s got me.
– Sue Sierralupe, OM Clinic Manager

Occupy Medical on the Radio

Joe and Getch host Occupy Radio every Wednesday from 6:30-8pm at 88.1 KRVM. They were kind enough to interview me about the newest happenings at Occupy Medical. They also interviewed other occupiers around the US. Stay tuned to hear the newest information from Rolling Jubilee of Occupy Wall Street and from our sister broadcasters at Air Occupy.