The mission reach of Adventist Health Portland has been enhanced by a patient transfer center organized by Oregon Health and Science University (OHSU) to more readily care for patients in need of immediate care.
Kids. Their jam-splattered smiles disarm us. And their sticky hugs at the end of a busy workday put projects and deadlines in proper perspective. They are undoubtedly what matters most to moms, dads, grandparents, and godmothers alike. Which is why Adventist Health offers a host of services tailored especially for the next generation.
The comfort of home is priceless. At Adventist Health, we know a retirement center must not only have the comforts of home, but the friendliness of a family.
At Adventist Health, we’re always looking for new and innovative ways to fulfill our mission and make a difference in the lives around us. Our hospitals continuously add new technologies, the latest equipment and programs or services to combat disease and meet individuals’ needs at every stage of life.
Caring for Health
When it comes to community service, there is no simple solutionæno pink pill that’s going to make poverty, hunger, illiteracy, and disease disappear. But by taking a unique approach to each challenge, Adventist Health is making a lot of small strides that we hope will add up to a giant step forward for our neighbors.
The year is 1519. A dapper captain of low Spanish nobility struts from his ship and commandingly marches onto the shores of eastern Mexico, claiming the land for Spain.
They’re not so different from you or me. They’re just everyday people.
They don’t have specialized training. They’re not necessarily spiritual giants. They work, play, laugh, and cry. So what is it that makes them different?
They’re busy preparing for Hope for the Homeland.
High-schooler Patricia was miserable at home, physically, mentally, and verbally abused by her step-father. Her grades were dropping, and life at home had become unbearable.
“I doubted that I would live to see adulthood,” she remembers, “and at times I even contemplated ending my own life in order to escape our home.”
By most counts, the '50s was a great time to be alive. World War II was over. Europe was emerging from ruins. The economy was booming. Jobs were plentiful.
But it wasn't all roses. Perhaps the greatest fear for Pacific Northwesterners was that the Russians might send planes over the North Pole to launch a nuclear attack.