Blood Guts And. Am I Cut Out For This?

Blood, Guts and... Am I cut out for this? Receiving that unexpected yet exciting text message, was like an invitation to meet the Queen or maybe better in my case. Was I going to hold a human beings heart in which I had no idea who they were or have any clue what I was doing. Or maybe I was going to be lifting their blood pumping organ out of his chest like a sacrifice I was making to the hospital gods. I drove down to the hospital as calmly as possible, trying not to let my thoughts get the better of me. It was when I saw the heart pumping directly in front of me that I knew, I wanted to work with this amount of blood, guts and extreme pressure every day. A couple of months ago, I got the text that would change my life. “Do you want to come in to the hospital tomorrow and observe one of my heart surgeries?”.
I looked down at my phone and saw that I had received a text message from a well respected Cardio Thoracic Surgeon at Paradise Valley Hospital. Dr.Prakash’s text put me into a state of shock and I scrambled to type out “Of course!”. A thousand thoughts raced through my mind as I thought about all of the different outcomes of how the next day would turn out. The next day I drove down …show more content…
Prakash fed the catheter wire through the patient’s femoral artery all the way up to the heart. A rush of blood began to come outside the catheter and my fears of passing out began to creep back into my thoughts. Surprisingly, I was stunned that instead of passing out, I was filled with adrenaline. The doctor called to the nurse to turn on the screen and we all watched in admiration as the heart muscle appeared before our eyes. The heart began to constrict and dilate full of the dye and blood that has just been placed. My eyes could not leave the screen and I had felt as if I had found something I loved. The heart was a beautiful thing and it was even more beautiful knowing everyone in that room was filled with unity to help the patient’s quality of