Yesterday I was reassured of the fact that I should pursue the career of doctor. At the North Rhein Westfalia Heart and Diabetes center I watched an open heart surgery.
Being my first time to watch an operation in person, I was a little nervous. A doctor kemper walked Chris, Kendall, and I into the changing room. Maybe because I played highschool football, where I changed in front of 80 guys daily, I had no shame. He said get undressed and I stripped down into my boxers almost instantly. The other two guys may have had stage fright because they refused to get undressed until they were handed their scrubs. I changed and put on my mask and hair guard. We were escorted into an operating room where latex and the smell of blood filled the room. The three of us were allowed to stand in the anesthesiologist's position and watch the continuing operation.
My heart started to beat faster and I was filled with anxiety as I stepped onto the platform. I was told before going in "Don't look at their face, that will freak you out." But I had to... I gazed at the white haired elderly man lying on the table. Anticipation continued to rise as I stepped onto the platform.
I stood in the middle, I guess because I was the shortest and the others could look over me. My heart was still pounding harder and harder while my head began to poke over the seperating curtain. I peered over and saw a triple bypass surgery being performed. I watched in amazement as the surgeons worked on the heart. One surgeon was holding the heart up and it was fibrulating in his hand. I watched the small vibrations in awe.
We were able to view the preparation, installation, and testing of the second and third bypass. The secondary surgeon spoke very good English and he explained what they were doing step by step. The three surgeons stod around the man,all with hands inside, and the assistant was constantly handing over tools to be used. My anxiety calmed as soon as I had gazed over the curtain. This was no big deal, I was only within reach of grabbing the heart myself. Haha.
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