Photo: Lonnie C. Major
The first time I removed a brain tumor, I was a second-year resident. The gentleman I was operating on had lost the ability to talk, to understand language, and to move the right side of his body. But by the next morning's rounds, he was asking for bacon and eggs and was moving the right side of his body. That is a gratification you never get over. I knew then this was what I was meant to do.