Story of my death

Story of my death: octors exist so that people can live. Christian priests of most denominations don cassocks that are black — the colour of death — because the religion vests in them the role of preparing believers for


"The economy of his prose, which probably results from an awareness of the limits imposed by time, constitutes some of the most striking passages in the book. “If boredom is, as Heidegger argued, the awareness of time passing, then surgery felt like the opposite: the intense focus made the arms of the clock seem arbitrarily placed.” There’s also operating room banter and jibes at surgeons who work slowly: “I get your strategy: by the time you finish sewing the top half of the wound, the bottom will have healed on its own! Half the work — very smart!”

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M G Warrier


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