…or was it? I’m pretty sure it was. The dream needed a little bit more of a zingy ending, though, like waking up and finding Bobby Ewing still alive or finding out that everything that happened at the hospital was the fantasy of an autistic boy. Or something like that
Category: Medicine
…At least, that’s what I most definitely say after reading this account of The rise & fall of the prefrontal lobotomy. One question that stands out: How could a stepmother force her stepson to get a lobotomy just because she didn’t like his sullenness and defiance, even after being told by other doctors that there […]
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Yesterday, when I wrote about a death in Arizona caused by a homeopath doing liposuction, what amazed me the most was that homeopaths are licensed in Arizona. Although I alluded to it only briefly in yesterday’s post, I was truly astounded at what homeopaths are allowed to do in Arizona. It piqued my curiosity–and horror. […]
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Normally, when I hear such a term as “homeopathic surgery” or of homeopaths doing surgery, I get the irresistable urge to make jokes about it, such as wondering if homeopathic surgery is surgery diluted down to the point where not a single cell in the body is injured or whether homeopathic surgeons make ultra-tiny incisions. […]
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The other day, Sid Schwab, surgeon blogger extraordinaire, brought up a question that, I’m guessing, most nonsurgeons wonder about from time to time when contemplating how it is that we surgeons do what we do. What about bathroom breaks? Given that most of the surgery that I do is breast surgery, my operations rarely take […]
