I pull open my locker and peer into it, trying to remember desperately everything that I crammed in last night about rhinoplasties. I memorized everything about it and I know my stitches. Not like he'll let me do them, not that I expect him to. But at the same time, at least I'll be able to answer his damn questions. I pull my stethoscope out and ( Read more... )

The surgery was amazing. Even if I didn't get to do anything but hold a retractor while pig boy sutured it's still a high that I'll never forget.  I pick up a soda and a salad for lunch and settle at the table next to Aubrey with a grin on my face and I glance over at her. She looks like she's seen a ghost and she's staring off into space. I try to ( Read more... )