Confession: I do not, under any circumstance, enjoy delivering babies
I’m an emergency physician. In common parlance, an ER Doc. Which means, like a little kid who will eat dirt on a dare, there’s not much I won’t try in the practice of my profession. Many of my colleagues have had far more challenging careers than mine, I assure you. But I have some stories to tell.
Cyanide overdose while moonlighting as a resident. Patient nearly dying from bite by pet rattlesnake. Escharotomies (cutting through burnt skin to allow breathing and blood-flow) on adult and child. Arriving by helicopter, then lying in the mud intubating a self