I just found out about the recent death of the guy who sliced open my gut to save my life when I was a kid: Alex Haller, a surgeon at Johns Hopkins.
Considering the stakes of the occasion when we met, I thought a brief look back would be appropriate.
When I was 4, I started getting terrible stomach aches. Every day, they hurt worse.
Then my stomach started ballooning, until I was like a male pre-schooler who was 9 months pregnant. Continue reading “The man who sliced me open and made me smile”