He was recovering from his surgery, anal fissure with significant pelvic pain, He described that as a constant burning sensation in his privates, and a feeling of a hot iron rod inside. His descriptions made me shiver in my spine. Then he said, anyone can be a neurosurgeon as his pain was not well treated but the operation was done well as he was told by his surgeon.
I saw pain everywhere. The pain which was oozing from his wound, and the pain which was not measurable on the pain scale of zero-ten.
The current atmosphere of judgments upon people who use narcotics for dependency and those who need it for post-operative care has become a gray area. In the grand scheme of control, everyone suffers. There is room for compassion but it is a slippery slope.
To some becoming a neurosurgeon is the achievement of one's lifetime. No doubt they have hard-earned skills but some gain those at a cost; while perfecting a skill ignoring that a beautiful well-healed wound is still a wound, not a medal and the bearer should be made comfortable at its best.
Others strive to speak up and look outside the box; tools to heal and control pain. They are the ones who remind us that not anyone can be a neurosurgeon.
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