Happiness from a surgeon`s perspective
It was 2 am and I was driving towards the emergency room, extremely exhausted and run-down. The day before I worked more than sixteen hours straight and went to bed at almost midnight, when an hour later I had to wake up with a phone call from the emergency room physician, asking me to see an extremely sick patient with perforated stomach ulcer. It was a matter of life and death and the time was an essence.