By Andrew Oh
Weekly debridement of third-degree burns. I wheel our patient into Tank A and prepare for the unsparing process of moans, jerks, and tears from an emotionless face. But never words.
I turn on the radio and Frank Sinatra fills the room.
“This is my song,” he manages to rasp.
I turn around.
He winks.
Andrew Oh is a recent graduate of the University of Washington School of Medicine. He wrote this piece during a rotation he did with the Burn Surgery service.