Earlier today I was deciding on a specialty in medicine for myself, suppose I were a doctor. I thought maybe neurosurgery would be perfect for me. Every day I could roll my eyes and tell someone, in a totally disparaging sort of way:
It’s not *brain* surgery.
But I mustn’t be hasty. I did consider other specialties. I thought oncology would be so cool. It totally wouldn’t be my fault if my patient dropped dead, plus I could concoct all sorts of experiments and maybe I’d find a cure for cancer. I’d have time to splurge on regular shopping sales too.
I told Gim (my doctor boyfriend who wants to specialize in orthopedics and say Dude feel my biceps! all day long) this and when I got to the oncology part, his brow furrowed and immediately he replied:
Bun, I don’t think that’s for you. Oncologists have to be really generous and unselfish.
So then we proceeded to discuss neurosurgery. Hypothetically.