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In the practice of medicine, change is inevitable
New surgical techniques are created
Procedures are updated
Levels of expertise increase
Innovation is everything
Nothing remains the same for long
We either adapt to change
Or we get left behind
Change, we don’t like it, we fear it
But we can’t stop it from coming
We either adapt to change
Or we left behind
It hurts to grow
Anybody tells you it doesn’t, he’s lying
And here’s the truth
Sometimes, the more things change, the more diuade thing
And sometimes, oh, sometimes change is good
Sometimes, change is everything 402
In the hospital, we see addiction everyday
It’s shocking how many kinds of addiction exist
It would be too easy if there is just drugs and glus and cigarettes
I think the hardest part of kicking the habit is belonging to kick it
I mean we get addicted for reason, right?
Often, too often, things that start out are just as a normal part of your life
At some point, cro the line, too obseive, compulsive, out of control
It’s the high we are chasing, the high that make everything else fade away
The thing about addiction is that never ends well
Because eventually, whenever it is that was getting us high,Stops feeling good and starts to hurt
Still, they say you don’t kick the happen until you hit the block bottom
But how do you know when you were there?
Because no matter how badly a thing was hurting us,Sometimes letting it go hurts even worse 403
Doctors give patients a number of things
We give them medicine;we give them advice
And most of the time,We give them our undivided attention
But by far, the hardest thing you can give the patients is the truth
The truth is hard, the truth is awkward, and very often the truth hurts
I mean people say they want the truth, but do they really?
The truth is painful;nobody wants to hear it
Especially when it’s hit close to home
Sometimes, we tell the truth, because the truth is all we have to give
Sometimes, we tell the truth, because we need to say it aloud to really hear from ourselves
And sometimes, we tell the truth, because we can’t help ourselves
We tell them, because we owe them at least that much 404
In life, only one thing is certain, apart from death and taxes
No matter how hard you try
No matter how good your intention is
You are going to make mistakes
You are going to hurt people
You are going to get hurt
And if you ever want to recover
There is really only one thing you can say
Well, I forgive you
Forgive and forger
That’s what they say
It’s a good advice but not very practical
When someone hurts us, we want to hurt them back
When someone arounds us , we want to be right
Without forgivene, old scores are never settled
Old wounds never heal
And the most we can hope for,Is that one day
We will be lucky enough to forget 405
There is reasons surgeons learn to use scalpels
We like to pretend we are hard cold scientists
We like to pretend we are fearle
But the truth is, we become surgeons because somewhere deep down
We think we can cut away that which chars us
Weakne, frailty, death
Isn’t just surgeons,The truth is I don’t know anyone who is unconcerned something, or someone
And whether we try to slice the pain away with scalpel
Or shut it in the back of the closet
Our efforts usually fail
So the only way we clear up the pain is to turn a new page
Or put the old story to rest
Finally, finally to rest 406
There is this thing about being a surgeon
Maybe it’s pride, or maybe it’s just about being tough
But real surgeon never admits they need help unle absolutely neceary
Surgeons don’t need to ask for help, because they are tougher than that
Surgeons are cowboys, rough around the edges, hardcore
At least, that’s what they want you to think
Deep down, everyone wants to believe they can be hardcore
But being hardcore isn’t just about being tough
It’s about acceptance
You don’t have to be tough every minute of every day
It’s ok to let down your guard
In fact, there are moments when it’s the best thing you can poibly do
As long as you choose your moments wisely 407
Before we were doctors, we are med students
Which meant we spent lot of time studying chemistry
Organ chemistry, biochemistry, we learned it all
But when you talk about human chemistry
Only one thing matters
Either if you got it
Or you don’t
Chemistry
Either if you got it
Or you don’t 408
There comes the point to your life,When you officially as an adult
Suddenly, you are old enough to vote, drink and engage in other adult activities
Suddenly, people expect you to be responsible
Serious a grown-up
We get taller, we get older, but do we ever really grow up?
In some ways, we grow up
We have families, we get married, divorced But for the most part, we still have the same problem that we did when we were fifteen
No matter how much we grow taller, grow older
We are still forever stumbling
Forever wondering
Forever young 409
We go into medicine because we want to save lives
We go into medicine because we want to be good
We go into medicine for the rush, for the high, for the ride
But what we remember at the end of most days are the loes
What we lay awake at night we playing is
The pain we cost, or the fail to cure, or the life we move indoor and fail to save
So the experience and practice in medicine rarest our most goal
Experience too often is a backwards, and upside down
Chief: That’s the job, look at me, this day, this day you feel helple, this day makes all those other days when you fight to save lives and you lose, this day makes you grateful you have a chance to do anything at all, you take it in.410
At the end of the day, the experience of practicing medicine bears the littlest resembles to the dream
We go into medicine because we want to save lives
We go into medicine because we want to do good
We go into medicine for the rush, for the high, for the ride
But what we remember at the end of most days are the loes
What we lay awake at night repraying is
The pain we cost, or the ill we couldn’t cure, the lives we ruin or fail to save
The end of the day, the reality is noting like we hope
The reality is, at the end of the day, law often than not turned inside out, and upside down
Some days, the whole world seems upside down
And then, somehow, improbably, and when you at least expected,The world drives itself again 411
In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth
At least, that’s what they say
He created the birds of the air and the beast of the fields
And he looked at his creation, and he thought that it was good
And then, God created the man
And it has been down hell ever since
The story goes on to say the God created the man as his own image But there’s not much prove of that
After all, the God made the sun the moon and the stars
And all man makes is trouble
As doctors, we know more about the human body now than at any other point in our history
But the miracle of life itself—why people live and die, why they hurt or get hurt—is still a mystery
We want to know the reason, the secret, the answer at the back of the book
Because the thought of “I will be all alone down here” is just too much for us to bear
But at the end of the day,the fact that we show up for each other in spite of our differences, no matter what we believe, is reason enough to keep believing 412
I like to think that we are rational beings
Humaning, conscientious, civilized, thoughtful
But when things fall apart, even just a little
It becomes clear, we are no better than animals
We think, we walk direct, we speak, we dream
But deep down, we are all still ruing around in the primordial woops
Fighting, lying, scratching out the existence in the cold dark world like the rest of tree toads' slots
Chief: Stevens, my year, I lost by 2 points, you didn’t invent the contest.The contest is a lion fight, so chin up, put your shoulders back, walk proud, strut a little.Don’t make your wounds, celebrate them, the scar you bear are the sign of competitor, you’re in a lion fight, Stevens, just because you didn’t win doesn’t mean you don’t know how to rule.There is a little animal in all of us
And maybe that’s something to celebrate
Our animal instinct is what makes us seek comfort, warm, and a part run with
We may feel caged, we may feel trapped
But still, as humans, we can find ways to feel free
We are each other’s keepers
We are the guardians of our own humanity
And even though there’s a beast inside all of us
What sets us apart from animals is that we can think, feel, dream and love
And against our lost, against our instincts
We evolve.413
Great surgeons aren’t made, they are born
It takes gestation, incubation, sacrifice, a lot of sacrifice
But after all the blood and guts, some goop stuff are washed away
That’s the surgeon you become
Totally worth it
Giving birth maybe all in tense and magical in stuff
But act itself, it’s not exactly pleasant
But it’s also a beginning of something incredible
Something new
Something unpredictable
Something true
Something worth loving
Something worth miing
Something that will change your life, forever 414
There’s this person, in my head
She’s brilliant, capable
She can do chest tubes and craniotomies
She can run a cope without freaking out
She’s a really good surgeon, maybe even a great surgeon
She’s me, only so much better
It was a good day, maybe even a great day
I was a good doctor, even when it was hard
I was the me in my head
There was a moment when I thought I can’t do this
I can’t do this alone
But I close my eyes, and imagined myself doing it
And I did, I block out the fear, and I did it 415
The problem with being a resident is you feel crazy all the time
You haven’t slept in years
You spend everyday around the people in the nest of crisis
Use your ability to judge what’s normal
In yourself or anyone else
And yet people are constantly asking you to tell them how they are doing
How the hell you suppose to know?
You don’t even know how you are doing
Don’t wonder why people go crazy
Wonder why they don’t
And face of all we can lose in a day
In an instant
Wonder what the hell it is
That make us hold together
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My mother used to say, that for a surgeon, a day without death is a real gift
Everyday, we face death
Everyday, we lose life
Everyday, we’re hoping for a stay of execution
We are attached to death
Chained like prisoners, captors