Wolfman's T-Shirt of the Day.
The Boston Marathon is coming up. I've run the race on 16 occasions with a best time of 2:47. Now, I'm one of the cheering faces in the crowd, encouraging runners younger and fitter than I am.
I didn't watch the race last year because I was home packing for my trip to China which left the following day. My usual viewing location is at the finish line, right in front of Marathon Sports. Had I been there that day, I would have been standing right next to the first bomb. Karma.
My good friend ej Caterson, a plastic surgeon who does a lot of work with badly wounded Army soldiers, was doing surgery that day at the Brigham and Women's Hospital. He had just finished up a long case when the marathon wounded started coming in. He started operating on them and didn't stop for the next 24 hours. Because of his experience with combat shrapnel wounds, he was able to save 35 legs which lesser experienced surgeons probably would have amputated. Karma again.
I gave ej a shout out in my new novel Who Wacked Roger Rabbit? He's Squeegee Caterson, a plastic surgeon made out of plastic. He's able to elongate his fingers, go in through your nose, and take out your appendix. My small way of saying thanks for his good work last year.
Let's pray he never has to do anything like that again.