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Why Are Surgeons So Intense?

Writer: Aden Davis
Aden Davis
Mar 16
4 min read

Updated: Sep 9

Cut to the Chase: General Surgery Survival Series — Post 04


The attending goes quiet, the tone gets shorter, and the room drops a degree.


It’s usually not about you. That isn’t reassurance, it’s just accurate, and it’s also only half of what you need to know, because some of the time it is about you and you’ll need to be able to tell the difference.


Surgeons in blue scrubs focus intently during a surgery, using tools. Operating room lit by surgical lights, monitors visible.

Here’s the difference, and it’s the only thing in this post you have to carry out of it. Pressure aimed at the problem is the job. Pressure sprayed at the people in the room is something else, and you can be on either side of that line yourself before the end of residency.


Start with where the pressure comes from, because it’s real and it isn’t theater.


Surgery runs on thin margins. A few millimeters. One lazy assumption. One moment where somebody says it’s probably fine and later finds out it wasn’t. Spend twenty years watching small things become large ones and your tone changes without your permission.


A belly that isn’t quite soft. A drain output everybody is willing to explain away. A field that’s sterile right up until it isn’t.


Take the thing that looks small seriously the first time somebody mentions it. By the time it’s obviously worth taking seriously, the easy version of the fix has usually gone.

So when the attending goes flat-voiced and clipped mid-case, they’re working. The cognitive load went up, and high-stakes problem-solving under time pressure doesn’t leave much bandwidth for warmth.


They may also be running three clocks. The case in front of them, the patient upstairs, and the clinic they agreed to cover this afternoon as a favor and are already late for.


That’s an explanation and not an excuse, and the distinction matters. Some surgeons are bad at managing themselves. Some never learned the difference between teaching and humiliation, and the field does not excuse it.


But a lot of what you’re reading as intensity is disciplined attention with bad packaging.


Hierarchy makes it worse. The drapes go up, the room narrows, and you become painfully aware of where you’re standing and whether you’re about to be asked something with six people listening. The mistake is thinking your job is to match the temperature. It isn’t. Your job is to be useful inside it.


Know the patient. Know the plan. Know the next step. When you don’t know something, say so cleanly the first time.


Answer the question that was asked and stop there. The three adjacent ones you also happen to know are usually the reason the tone changed.

The intern who noticed the potassium. The student who already has the imaging up. The person who says they’ll check now, and then actually checks now. None of that is confidence and all of it lowers the temperature.


Now the part that’s actually about you, eventually.


A surgeon who sharpens during a difficult moment and is normal again in the lounge was probably just operating. Compartmentalization is a skill and good surgeons usually have it. A surgeon who snaps and gets back to work is doing their job under pressure. One who makes the snap the point is doing something else entirely.


The best surgeons I’ve known didn’t take the stakes out on the people trying to help them, and not because they were nicer. A frightened student is less useful. A second-guessing intern is less useful. A team on eggshells is less safe.


A worried young girl in scrubs holds a book by a hospital door with a porthole, showing surgeons inside. Blue tones dominate the scene.

I’ve been on the wrong side of this. An anastomosis wasn’t going the way I wanted it to and I was short with the scrub nurse about a reload. Not loud. Just short, twice, and the second time I heard myself do it.


She’d counted those reloads with me before the case started. She wasn’t the problem and I knew that while I was doing it.


I found her at the end of the day. She said it was fine. I’ve worked with her since and she’s never mentioned it, and I still think about it when a case starts going sideways.


So when you’re deciding whether a correction is worth taking, use the work as the test. If it makes the operation safer, cleaner, or more precise, take it, and that’s true even when it’s delivered badly. If the point seems to be making somebody feel small, recognize it for what it is.


Don’t romanticize it because it’s loud. And don’t inherit it.


Notice where you put it the first time the pressure is yours. Nobody in the room will say anything either way, and you’ll still know which direction you sent it.

If you stay in this field long enough the pressure lands on you too, and you’ll have to decide where it goes. Into the work, where it belongs, or onto the people around you, where it doesn’t.


That choice starts earlier than people think.


Some Tuesday a few years from now your case won’t be going well and there’ll be a student holding a retractor in your line of sight. You’ll get it right or you won’t, nobody will say anything about it, and then you’ll scrub out because there are two more on the board.



What to Read Next: Post 05, “Four Hours on a Retractor.” You’ve just been told the room isn’t about you. The next four hours will test how much you can learn from a position where nobody is asking you anything.

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