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Life Depends Upon the Liver
James C. Neely, MD
Arch Surg. 2007;142(6):503-504.
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Let's face it. The price we surgeons pay is not just economic. That's what we mostly complain about. That's what you hear about, read about. But it's harder than that. Much harder. The real price is often physiologic and emotional. It goes to the human soul. I was 64 years old in 1990 when it hit me. I had been in surgery for 45 years, beginning as an operating room corpsperson, an operating room technician, in the US Navy in World War II. I used to boast about caring for war casualties; I must have been stuck by needles a thousand times. Nothing could hurt me. I was immune. I recall it was a Thursday, Thursday of a Labor Day weekend, and I wanted to get away early. I was driving north beyond the Golden Gate Bridge to spend the long weekend with my family at . . . [Full Text of this Article] AUTHOR INFORMATION
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