A sobering report was just released about the suicide rate among surgeons. In the report, 6 percent indicated they'd had recent suicidal thoughts, compared to 3 percent of the general population.
We tend to think of these people as gods (and goddesses). And I know I hold my dad's surgeon in very high esteem. But despite their rigorous and fine training, they still make mistakes--and sometimes those mistakes are deadly.
How do they, these gods among us, seek help?
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