Monday, 9 June 2014

Appendectomy



For a third time, she checked over her tools, running through her mental checklist of what she’d need. True, in her career she’d never forgotten anything in her bag, but the moment she didn’t focus, she’d slip up.

After a couple breaths she looked down at the front of her patient. This wasn’t an ideal location, but it was an emergency appendix removal, and she didn’t have time to get to a sterile area. Instead, she’d just make do with what light she had.

She picked up her scalpel, and then began to cut the mouldy appendix from the book.

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