I Saved a 5-Year-Old Boy’s Life During My First Surgery – 20 Years Later, We Met Again in a Parking Lot and He Screamed That I’d Destroyed His Life

Back when this began, I was thirty-three and newly appointed as an attending in cardiothoracic surgery—barely done proving myself, already expected to make decisions that separated life from death.People assume you feel powerful when you reach that level. The truth is, you mostly feel exposed. Like everyone can see the thin layer of confidence you’re wearing over a stomach full of dread.