The Joys of a Life in Surgery


I have been privileged to spend over one half of my 70 years on this planet as a surgeon. Even considering the innumerable highly stressful moments and the occasional failures in patient care that continue to haunt me, I cannot conceive of a more satisfying and enjoyable vocation. It saddens me to know that a significant percentage of those in our profession have not been able to gain a similar level of fulfillment from their lives in surgery as I have.

There is no doubt that a pall of negativity has descended upon the medical profession in recent years. The factors that have caused it are real – declining compensation in face of an increased workload, less autonomy in practice with a steadily increasing number of physicians and surgeons being employees rather than independent practitioners, an oppressive regulatory environment necessitating a seemingly endless amount of paperwork, and finally the uncertainty of what our profession will look like once health care reform settles into its final form.

These issues – along with the always-present stresses that accompany caring for sick patients and the challenge of balancing a too-busy professional life with a meaningful personal existence – have led to a shocking number of our colleagues experiencing the symptoms of burnout; emotional exhaustion, depersonalization, and a sense of low personal accomplishment.

It would be inappropriate for me to in any way minimize the effect that burnout is having on medical professionals. It is now a greater threat to surgeon wellness than any other dynamic, including alcoholism and drug abuse. I will deal with it in some detail in a future editorial. But here I would like to consider some of the unique and positive features that, in my opinion, still make surgery the most noble of professions and a career that we can highly recommend to our children and grandchildren. I sincerely hope that emphasizing the more upbeat and constructive aspects of our profession, most of which are obvious but are unfortunately obscured by the cloud of negativity, will provide at least a small beacon of light for those having difficulty seeing their way forward.

I feel compelled to admit to some important disclaimers. While I do not consider myself a Pollyanna, ever since reading a Dutch study (Giltay et al., Arch. Gen. Psychiatry 2004;61:1126-35) that showed an impressive difference in longevity between optimists and pessimists, I have solidly placed myself in the optimist camp. Additionally, I have spent my entire surgical career within the ivy-covered walls of academe. Finally, I fully realize that what brings joy to one person may not do so to another.

My basic assertion is that, while many aspects of our profession have changed, the basic core – the opportunity to make positive changes in the lives of others – remains solidly intact. As a surgical academician, this was not limited to just patients, but extended to medical students, surgical residents, and surgical faculty. I suspect in the private setting there are also numerous opportunities to mentor young colleagues and lend support to surgeons who are experiencing burnout or other issues that compromise the quality of their lives and their effectiveness as surgeons.

The most satisfying aspect of my practice was the nonmonetary rewards I received from grateful patients. The patient-doctor relationship that surgeons enjoy with their patients is particularly special. We alone among medical professionals have the opportunity to suddenly and dramatically alter the course of patients’ pain, suffering, and prognosis. We alone invade the sacred spaces of their bodies. Although what we do is based on science and anatomy, to many patients, it is almost in the realm of the supernatural. I have always thought that the designing and construction of a complex building is a more challenging feat than removing a diseased gallbladder, but patients don’t see it that way. If we are willing to simply maintain meaningful and kind communication with them, they freely and liberally express their gratitude for even minimal surgical achievements. When a life-threatening situation has been suddenly erased by a surgical operation, many consider it in the domain of the heroic.

Especially amazing to me is the generosity of patients and their families even when complications or death compromise the outcome. Occasionally, gratitude comes in the guise of a gift. The most memorable for me was an envelope labeled “Pennies from Heaven” that contained $2.83 designated for bile duct cancer research given to me by the grandchildren of a woman with that dread disease on whom I had operated. The sum may have been insufficient to have any scientific impact but was more than enough to brighten my day after I observed this lovely woman enduring a long, difficult, and eventually unsuccessful postoperative course (“Pennies from Heaven,” ACS Surgery News, December 2011, p. 18).

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