the Crazy 88

This past week has been one of purely survival. Survival and checklists. Survival, checklists and drowning in paperwork. But I guess the fact that I am alive to tell the tale speaks for itself.

Unexpectedly, however, an incredible end to the week, because what better way to spend your Friday morning than assisting in a bilateral mastectomy. And when I say "assisting" this was one of those rare times when I was actually assisting! Just me and the surgeon -- no registra, no other students -- and it was beyond amazing. And the icing on the cake? The spritzing of arterial blood, Quentin Tarantino style (albeit on a much, much smaller scale)! My fourth year surgical experience is now complete. :)