Yesterday I watched adhesionolysis and a segmental small bowel resection in a woman receiving chemo for carcinoma in her mouth. During the operation I constantly marveled at the beauty of the bowel with its mesentery and its ability to return to function after being man-handled. I felt a twinge of guilt knowing I should give this woman OMT after the surgery to help normalize function, but knew that I wouldn’t. Then I felt it should be standard practice since the hospital IS an Osteopathic Hospital, although no one would know it by looking at it. Finally, my thoughts strolled over to my favorite medical TV show, M*A*S*H*, where they are constantly doing abdominal surgery on wounded soldiers. In one episode Hawk Eye is temporarily blinded and walks around camp exploring his other senses. At one point he helps a colleague find a nick in the bowel of a patient simply by smell.
I enjoy M*A*S*H* because it is as much a political show about the Vietnam War as it is about medicine, which keeps the episodes varied and interesting without having to add too much soap opera drama. I have a lot of respect for the doctors who constantly let everyone know they don’t want to be there. However, since they are there, they do their job helping the wounded recover, all the while dreaming about home and other creature comforts. They are fulfilling a duty and it strikes me as honorable despite the dishonor of the war.
I admire my classmates who signed up for the military. I am too selfish to sign myself up for such duty. In a way, my classmates who signed up for the military, although they are making a sacrifice, are using the military to help pay their expenses, so they are not completely selfless either. Meanwhile, we’re all studying hard, looking for the “best” residency, trying to please our attendings and for what? The become the “best” doctors? Earn the most money? Be satisfied with life? Sometimes, I think it is all a bunch of bollocks and I want to scream. Sometimes, I believe we can help people. Mostly, I wish I had a cause to work for besides my own well-being.