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01/15/2026 Mark Wolpa, DPM
Lessons Learned From My First Time in the Operating Room (Howard Zlotoff, DPM)
After reading Dr. Zlotoff's memorable experience, I was reminded of mine that I have not thought about in many years, but still break out in a cold sweat reliving it.
As a first year resident at the California Podiatry Hospital in San Francisco we were required to take call and stay overnight at the hospital. Back in the days when dinosaurs roamed the streets, patients having surgery checked into the hospital the night before and we would work them up before their surgery the next day. My surgery schedule had me in the operating room with an attending who was very generous with residents. If the case was B/L, the resident was guaranteed to do a foot. The case I would be scrubbing was a B/L bunionectomy. This was at the beginning of my program and I was very excited to add to my very limited case numbers.
The night before the surgery I was called in the middle of the night to deal with a patient in the hospital and did not get back to my room until early AM. I called the hospital operator to give me a wakeup call at 6 AM so that I would have plenty of time before surgery.
I remember rolling over, looking at my watch which read 7:27 AM! I never got a wakeup call and I was panicking running to the OR. The feeling I had was worse than the feeling of passing a highway patrol hiding in bushes on the road and watch them pull out behind you in your rea view mirror, and then turn on their red light! As I got to the sink to start to scrub the attending was putting on the stockinette and elevating the leg, that was supposed to be my job.
I am staring into the room scrubbing harder as if it would make the time pass quicker, when my eyes met the attending and he unleashed a hot laser stare that went right through me , he then shook his head no.
I dropped my brush and went into the room , and in the middle of apologizing and explaining that I was up in the middle of the night dealing with a hospital patient, he stopped me and calmly said, "A 7:30 start time is not just a suggestion.
Have a nice day!"
I was crushed and walked out of the room only to encounter my fellow residents who knew I was scrubbing with the attending who loved residents, and had to answer their question of “So how did it go?”
Lesson learned. I was never late again.
Mark Wolpa, DPM, Palm Desert, CA
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