Well, I am not one of those kids who dreamed about being, for example, an architect since they were 12 and worked hard to achieve it and make their dreams come true. I’m 17 now and I first decided what I want to be few months ago. Until then, I was only trying to keep my grades highest possible coz that opens many doors for me and gives me opportunity to basically study anything I want later.
As I said, not so long ago, I had a week at my fathers job to see how it works and is it something for me. He is an orthpedic neurosurgeon at Viborg Hospital and that means that he operates on brain, backbone (spine) and other fractured bones. During that week I was present while they operated on few broken legs, arms and one shoulder. I really liked the way they work.
I was watching them operating on a real human being. The one that was still breathing and his heart was still pumping warm blood. It looked like he’s just asleep. But doctors were cutting his flesh like some peace of random material that they needed to repair. They were moving his broken bones that sounded like a broken peace of tree while the two of its damaged ends were scratching each other. In that moment I felt so weird. They were actually working on opened body of a person.
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