No Breath

June 1, 2009 § Leave a comment

apneaFilming a radio frequency ablation (RFA) for liver cancer a couple of weeks got me thinking about the hierarchy that exists in the OR. Especially between the surgeon, or in this case radiologist, and the anesthesia personnell.

It’s probably an everyday situation in the OR, and not remarkable in any way, but I found it a bit strange. Just an observation.
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Breaking the Ice

May 14, 2009 § 4 Comments


I usually meet a patient for the first time when I show up to take some photos or shoot a video. The doctor or nurses treating the patient will have informed the patient and asked for his or her permission. But although they have agreed, most patients are a bit nervous of a camera (and yet another person in scrubs) entering into their hospital life. By the time I arrive, ice have formed. « Read the rest of this entry »


May 11, 2009 § 2 Comments


I read this interesting article by an American surgeon on getting used to cutting people, and it got me thinking of one of the most common reactions I get from non-medical colleagues and friends when talking about or showing my work: Don’t you get nauseated?

My office is the office closest to a door used by all the smokers in my department. I usually work with my door open, so whenever I’m editing and someone’s on their way to a smoke, there’s a lot of OMGs and yucks to be heard. A few are intrigued and stops for a while, but most rush past, making sure not to watch the computer screens. They cannot understand how I can stand working with this stuff. « Read the rest of this entry »

A sudden jolt of sadness

November 8, 2008 § 4 Comments

I work at a cancer hospital, and I’ve lost family members to cancer. On a usual workday this is not something I think about a lot, except that it adds an extra dimension to the work I’m doing. But sometimes, little things and moments can suddenly make me sad. « Read the rest of this entry »

The surgeon’s domain

October 17, 2008 § 4 Comments

When you’re entering the OR, you’re entering a domain under the supreme reign of the surgeon. Not that you could ever fail to notice. « Read the rest of this entry »

Lift me

September 2, 2008 § 5 Comments

Now and then, while waiting for an operation to start, I’m asked to help with the preparations. Nurses rush back and forth, and the schedule is tight, so a couple of idle hands are useful. I’m not trained in OR procedures, but over the years I’ve seen enough to know roughly what to do. I know how to open a sterile package, tie a gown and stuff like that. Today I was asked to help move the patient. « Read the rest of this entry »


April 21, 2008 § 1 Comment

Many people find interest in surgery to be incomprehensible and even a bit bizarre, referring to the diseases and inevitable memento mori the subject implies.

Lately I’ve been asking myself the question: Would I be as interested in surgery and anatomy if I wasn’t so detached from these implications myself? « Read the rest of this entry »

Diagnosis and aspiration

April 4, 2008 § 3 Comments

Bone biopsy needle

1. the process of determining by examination the nature and circumstances of a diseased condition.
2. the decision reached from such an examination.

knowledge of spiritual matters; mystical knowledge.

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This bastard’s voice

March 26, 2008 § 3 Comments

Gromit’s master’s voice

I am my own master. At least when it comes to video voice-overs.

I’ve just been through a longer period of editing and adding finishing touches to a series of videos. This includes recording voice-overs (VO) using my own humble vocal chords. « Read the rest of this entry »


March 8, 2008 § Leave a comment

Old surgeon

Time passes relentlessly in any profession. Retirement may come as a welcome reward after a long working life, or it may come as an unwanted end. Or so I guess. I’m not even halfway there. Lately I’ve had the pleasure of working with two recently retired surgeons. It seems to me retirement can be a more drastic moment in mentor based professions like surgery.
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