My most perfect day
My last post call day was so productive. My car is now fixed. I sort of miss the sounds of a racecar and gunfire as I speed down the highway with my exhaust pipe disintegrated. Makes people get out of the way!
I wanted to share my most perfect day. It will go down in the books as my proudest moment...probably ever. I spent the day in surgery with a surgeon who I'd never met. He was pretty cool, liked to joke around, and did a bit of teaching. It was the last case of the day and the patient was a 300lb young man who was having a second operation on a 'pilonidal sinus' (basically an abscess at the top of his buttcrack). After 6 of us positioned the unconscious man on his side and prepped him for surgery, the surgeon relegated me to the most important job a med student could ever get. My job, you ask? I had to hold his buttcheecks apart so the surgeon could operate.
I've had 7 years of university education for something that an inanimate object could do. Awesome.
I wanted to share my most perfect day. It will go down in the books as my proudest moment...probably ever. I spent the day in surgery with a surgeon who I'd never met. He was pretty cool, liked to joke around, and did a bit of teaching. It was the last case of the day and the patient was a 300lb young man who was having a second operation on a 'pilonidal sinus' (basically an abscess at the top of his buttcrack). After 6 of us positioned the unconscious man on his side and prepped him for surgery, the surgeon relegated me to the most important job a med student could ever get. My job, you ask? I had to hold his buttcheecks apart so the surgeon could operate.
I've had 7 years of university education for something that an inanimate object could do. Awesome.

2 Comments:
At 6:29 AM,
Anonymous said…
After such a job well done, there couldn't be a prouder mom around!!!
At 5:33 PM,
Anonymous said…
without making you the butt of my humour your cheekiness cracks me up
your family is proud !:)
auntie C
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