22/08/2026
😂💔 I ENTERED THEATRE TO OBSERVE SURGERY… I CAME OUT DISCOVERING THAT STANDING IS A DISEASE 😭
Nobody warned me that the hardest part of surgery posting is not blood.
It is standing.
😭😂
That morning I prepared like somebody going to receive an award.
White coat? Perfect.
Scrubs? Fresh.
Cap? Balanced.
Confidence? Excessive
😭💔
We entered the theatre.
Immediately the surgeon walked in, everybody became serious.
The atmosphere changed.
No unnecessary talking.
No moving around.
Even coughing looked illegal.
Then the operation started.
First 15 minutes…
I was enjoying life.
Looking at instruments.
Admiring teamwork.
Thinking:
“One day this will be me.”
😭😂
After 45 minutes…
My legs sent a warning letter.
I ignored it.
“This is surgery. Be strong.”
One hour later…
Both knees organized a protest.
My back joined.
My neck applied for transfer.
😭💔
But could I sit?
Impossible.
Everybody was standing confidently like they were powered by electricity.
Only me was negotiating with gravity.
Then I made the mistake of shifting my weight from one leg to the other.
Immediately the registrar looked at me.
“Stand properly.”
Sir…
I have been standing properly since independence.
😭😂
Another thirty minutes passed.
I stopped following the surgery.
My only diagnosis was:
Acute bilateral lower limb fatigue.
The surgeon was discussing anatomy.
Residents were answering brilliantly.
Meanwhile my brain was calculating the distance between me and the nearest chair.
About two hours in…
The circulating nurse quietly brought a stool for one consultant.
The consultant sat down.
The relief I felt was greater than if they had given me the stool.
😭💔
At that moment I realized something:
There are two categories of people in theatre:
• Those operating.
• Those pretending they are not tired.
😂😂
Finally the procedure ended.
The surgeon removed his gloves and said:
“Good case.”
Good case?
Sir, I just survived my own case.
😭
As we walked out, one classmate whispered:
“How was it?”
I said:
“The surgery was successful…
…but my legs are currently in ICU.”
😂💔
That day I learned three important lessons:
👉 Surgery is not only about skill; it is also about stamina.
👉 The strongest muscle in a medical student’s body is the one that pretends not to be tired.
👉 And if you can stand through a long theatre case without checking the clock every five minutes…
You deserve an honorary degree in endurance.
