The Spleen Always Gets the Last Word: Lessons from the Trauma Table
The Unexpected Invitation to Chaos No one ever schedules a splenectomy. It’s never on the calendar, never part of the plan.It happens when a car … Read more
“The Liver Has a Temper: Reflections from the Trauma Bay”
It always starts the same way. The trauma pager goes off, some garbled voice shouting about a “stab to the right upper quadrant” or “high-speed … Read more