Managed care has made it difficult to find specialists when you need them. Sometimes insurance limits your options to just a handful of practitioners, so how do you choose a good one?
Look for a surgeon with good focus. The ability to concentrate is essential.
It takes a very steady hand.
They get bonus points if they’re ambidextrous.
Gloves are encouraged but not required
A willingness to really get in there and dig around is a plus. Operate big or go home, I say. Surgery ain’t for sissies.
Ignore the red light on the dude’s nose. That’s just a spleen. Or a liver. Or something non-essential.
This scalpel jockey is for hire.
You could do worse.
With a bit of luck, you won’t hear what I heard at the end of this particular operation.
“This poor fellow’s dead.”
Sorry about that, little buddy. I’m pretty sure it’s not because you yanked out his heart with both hands.
Becoming Cliche 
This made me laugh… before coffee! No small feat!
Did he get a hair cut? He looks quite handsome! Great pics!
I would take Squish over that doc I almost let take out my tonsils.
Does one really need a spleen?
What a great blog and graphic! Love this combo!
So cute!
Does he do dental work?
I never played that game, but I am almost sure I would be terrible at it. Good for Squish, starting surgery early. 🙂 Practice makes perfect…..?
I totally could have used him last week when my appendix was acting up and then Noah caught it too, originally on the left but then on the right.
That game used to scare me SO BADLY. I couldn’t play it. Something about that noise – ugh. I apparently have the startle reflex of a soldier back from a particularly harrowing war, and have ever since I was Squish’s age.
I was never good at it. Now I can operate like a boss. Something to do with developing motor skills as I age. I am strangely proud of that. But I have likely also peaked out and will be stuck with Candyland for the rest of my life.
I apparently have the startle reflex of a soldier back from a particularly harrowing war…
Me too! Or something similar. We have this radio at home and whenever you need to completely shut it down, it makes this loud noise — like a cross between that buzzer from Operation and some loud pop. It doesn’t matter how many times I’ve heard it, if I’m caught unawares (like when the power suddenly goes out), I WILL shriek like a banshee.
Can I pay him in French fries?
If it’s Chic-fil-a waffle fries, it’s a done deal.
I found your blog a week or two ago and finally had time to read through more of it today… I started at the start this morning… and read every single post. I’m finally done! Now you need to write more so I have a new excuse to do absolutely nothing for a day 🙂
That might just be the best compliment ever. Thanks for reading!
Oh bless! “this poor fellow’s dead” laughing out loud! Ha
I laughed until I choked when he said that.
Awesome.
Squish is a genius at comedy. Do you think he knows?
I believe Squish has a great future ahead of him as a surgeon.
My son trained to be a surgeon in French. Envy me.
Ha!!
He has a great future ahead of him. Handsome and smart!
OMG he’s adorable! He looks like my little brother at that age.
This poor fellow’s dead.
What a stitch! (pun totally intended 🙂 )
LOL at least with this patient you can try and try again.
That was one of my favorite games when I was a kid. That was the dark ages. In this video age, it is nice to see that it is still around.