“I salute you.” The surgeon smiled at his mother’s expression.”
“But why, Mom, you are an accomplished actress yourself, and have won many awards.”
“I learnt knitting long before I learnt acting. If I got a stitch wrong, I’d had to dismantle and re-do the whole thing. It induced discipline in me.
Then, theatre performances demanded perfection. There are no retakes like in movies. But you, my son, are never given a second chance. You cannot make a mistake in surgery, and then do it all over again.”
“Thanks for enforcing discipline. I hated it so much at that time.”

Mothers know!
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Most of the times, yes….
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Mother must feel so proud of her son, and of herself, as he is an extension of her. I like this story and the lesson it teaches.
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Glad about it 😊 Thank you so much!
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You’re very welcome.
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Sometimes the hard things are what gets us through in the end. Well done.
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My inner discipline won’t let me ignore a dropped stitch! And as I age, my vision isn’t what it used to be, and neither are my hands. I suspect the surgeon will experience the same as he continues in his practice. One needs to know when to stop 🙂
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So true. Thank you so much, Linda!
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Nice. You’ve drawn an interesting parallel between acting, knitting and surgery.
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Actually, only what is re-doable and what is not 🙂 Thanks a ton, Margaret!
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A very cool story.
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Thank you 😀
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You’re welcome ☺️
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It’s annoying to have to redo things in knitting, pretty catastrophic in surgery. Looks like he learned the right lessons.
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We need to remember these lessons when we can so easily modify documents on a screen.
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No do-overs? Yikes!
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Thanks 😀
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😊👍
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Thanks!
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