The Crazy World of Hospitals
Contributor: “Dr. J”Dr. J offers his irreverent, slightly irrelevant, but possibly useful opinions on health and fitness. A Florida surgeon and fitness freak with a black belt in karate, he runs 50 miles a week and flies a Cherokee Arrow 200.

I don’t talk about being a surgeon in a hospital very often — I guess that would be a busman’s holiday for me — but I thought that today I would talk about some of my experiences with the crazy world of hospitals.
I was born in a very small hospital in a very small town. When the town built a larger hospital, it converted the old one into a house of worship. Years later, I toured a storied old hospital which had been founded in 1669: The Kings Hospital in Dublin, Ireland. Walking through those dingy stone staircases and dark narrow hallways felt more like being in an old cathedral than in a hospital.
As a teenager, my dad, who is a doctor, used to take me to Cook County Hospital in Chicago. I still remember how the nurses in the operating rooms would carry flyswatters in the summer because of all the flies that came in through the open windows with the warm breezes.
That iconic hospital certainly wasn’t a place of worship yet, but I suppose I did have a type of worship for the daring people that worked there, performing, in front of my wide-eyed wonder, miracles.
My first experience as a graduate student in a hospital was on a rotation watching my school’s surgical residents at work. I became friends with several of them and eventually one of them became my boss at Florida. Continued: Dr. J recalls his hospital history








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