Confidences of an open-heart surgeon

CHRONICLE – In sixty-two sketches, the surgeon Erwan Flécher opens his diary to us.

Put down the scalpel, brandish the pen. From boarding school, Erwan Flécher wrote, to tell himself “the real life” of the hospital, his daily life from the most banal to the most extraordinary. texts that “were not originally intended for publication”but rather to “to exorcise certain hospital adventures that impacted my moods”. Sixty-two sketches emerge, which are as many spacers posed to reveal to us the bowels of the hospital and the profession of cardiac surgeon.

There are, pell-mell, successes and failures, questions and certainties, wonders and regrets, the loneliness of the surgeon and the mutual aid within his department. “which makes surgeons men, not robots”. In the face of illness, “We lost some times. I remember them all. I left a bit of me there each time”. And when disaster strikes, “one must have the humility, the intelligence, to call for help, without wasting time”.

From everyday life (the…

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