Surgeons are control freaks. With a scalpel in your hand you feel unstoppable. There's no fear. There's no pain. You're ten feet tall and bulletproof. And then you leave the OR. And all that perfection, all that beautiful control, just falls to crap.
No one likes to lose control, but, as a surgeon, there's nothing worse. It's a sign of weakness. Of not being up to the task. And still, there are times when it just gets away from you. When the world stops spinning and you realize that your shiny little scalpel isn't gonna save you. No matter how hard you fight it, you fall. And it's scary as hell. Except, if there's an upside to free falling, it's the chance you give your friends to catch you.
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