Observing surgeons loose their composure in OR for simple things is a known event, but what makes it amazingly remarkable and hilarious is whenever a surgeon blames everyone around for things that no one has anything to do with.
To me, it is representative of a commander of an engaged battalion stuttering in panic with fear of an imagined impending doom, wherein his outbursts only reinforce his insecure state of mind by blaming everyone except himself; whilst he is expected to be calmly directing the proceedings with the available resources towards a safe & smooth conclusion, no matter what circumstances or situations are arise or are encountered during an emergent or even an elective operation.
Surgery is mostly about absorbing tortuous pressures with tremendous patience and grace powered by an honest intention to heal a life in physical pain; like a sponge soaks every single time it is shoved into a pool of blood to absorb, to contain & reveal the bleeder, irrespective of the reason, the quality, the quantity, the origin or the consequence of haemorrhage.
The only time it is to considered acceptable, is when his serious instructions are to be executed with equal swiftness, when probably he realises and is trying to prevent an organ, a limb and/ or consequently a life from falling apart.
Fear & Panic are spoilt twins of Chaos & Mishap.
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