Over the years, I have come to the painful realization that I am not perfect.
Ok, all you other surgeons, close your eyes and ears, because to admit to being less than perfect is a sign of weakness (like asking for help). Don’t read this, patients, because you wish even more than I do that I were perfect (especially when I’m operating on you). But it’s true.
Long ago, I remember feeling …
There are few things I enjoy more than talking about the spine and the brain.
Therefore, it stands to reason that I enjoyed our state neurosurgical society meeting recently. I don’t like big national meetings, being an introvert at heart. Our state meeting, however, is small; this makes for a more intimate atmosphere and more outspoken dialogue. Colleagues from across the state can exchange ideas, new techniques, and opinions. We also …
The OR was hushed on Friday.
Normally, it is a loud, busy place. The staff and surgeons are almost like a big family; we chat with each other and banter cheerfully with patients to help get their minds off the imminent ordeal of surgery. Chaplains pray with patients and families. Sometimes there are disagreements, as in any workplace. But everyone cares about everyone else.
Because of that caring, it was hushed. Instead …
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