It was 2010. As a result of an accident, I got a cut about a centimeter-and-a-half depth and about 11 cm in length. in the hand. The veins were not affected, but the blood was not shed so much. At home he interrupted and went to 21 hospital in the trauma point (Ufa). To my surprise, there was only one man in front of me.

When he came to the doctor, it was a man of 40 years, explained what happened. He came into some joyful surprise. “Ugh... not bad.” I grew up, to be honest. Here is the dialogue:

D: Do not misunderstand me, my son is following my footsteps, he needs practice, he likes it, but he has 1st course yet, there is no work, you will not mind if I show him how to sew and he will try a little? We live here on the Forest Pass, he will arrive in 5 minutes.



I slightly abdicated, of course, but like a man looking good, well, the first impression, anxious, somewhat searching looking. FIG with him.



I: Yes, in principle, if you look at it.

D: Yes, I’ll be there, don’t be afraid, thank you!



He put a bandage on my hand, sat on the couch and began to call my son. The nurse, by the way, did not even tell my ear, she recorded my data.



D (by phone): Hi, let me go to practice. Yes, I’m waiting, get it faster. (me): now it is fast, you have nothing terrible so, sweat and all, will you endure a little?



I am fine, I agreed. In five minutes, a young man came in and said goodbye. The doctor explained what it was, took me to the operating room, went to wash my hands and took the matter. I liked that the guy first asked when they were vaccinated against tetanus. Really liked it. And he has a look that evaluates: what and how to do. The guy under the comments of the doctor wrapped his hand, cleaned and sewed everything himself. I was not even stressed. The movements are confident, a couple of times the father asked how deep and about the node something. I see, he likes it. It was great to see such enthusiasm.



They did everything. He handled and processed me. The doctor asked my son what I needed to take from the medication and satisfied with the answer sent me home. I thanked him and gave him three barbarian cakes. My boyfriend was still in the car until he took me to the neighboring area, in Sipajlovo. From a conversation along the way, I learned that he entered the medicine, will be the same traumatologist as his father and the profession the future very much likes.