Today I broke a 16 year old boy's nose.
Okay, so yes, it was part of a deviated septum repair and rhinoplasty, but the fact still remains it was me on the other end of that mallet and chisel.
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An uncensored glimpse into the sights, sounds, and smells that is my life in medical school.
4 comments:
Girls Rock !!
My ENT rotation ended up being during a time when everyone was taking vacation, so most of the surgeries I saw were with a scope...quite boring! Glad you're seeing lots of exciting stuff.
I bet that made you feel big.
Just reminded me of my glory days as the enforcer for my high school showchoir gang. They called me Jazz Hands Jones.
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