When Dr. Homoud Aldahash started the three-hour process of removing a tumor about the size of a walnut from a patient's brain, it was an experience unlike any other in his 25 years as a neurosurgeon. It wasn't Aldahash's gloved hands slicing 68-year-old Mohammed Almutrafi's right frontal lobe, but surgical instruments attached to a set of robotic arms, which Aldahash controlled from a console where he sat three meters away.
The 17-year-old, who worked as a pharmacy assistant, believed she was simply under the weather, until she woke up on October 29 with a swollen, bulging left eye. Sophie's mum, Carol Wright, believed her daughter had been rubbing her eye so much due to the persistent headaches that it had caused an infection. But after taking antibiotics, Sophie's eye worsened, leaving her in excruciating pain and unable to see.
When Chris Wilder had a massive stroke four years ago, doctors told his wife that he might not survive and if he did, he might not ever walk or talk again. The former Valley Health Foundation executive director, then 53, had been rushed from his home in the Santa Cruz Mountains to Good Samaritan Hospital after Kate Wilder noticed her husband's face slump a sign of a stroke.
An exquisite documentary, following pioneering neurosurgeon Henry Marsh, who is racked with guilt over patients who've died, and wrestling with his conscience following a cancer diagnosis What our reviewer said A deep meditation on what it means to have lived: death hands us a ledger of triumphs and mistakes, the happiness we've spread tallied against the pain we've inflicted. Was it all worth it? Jack Seale Read the full review Further reading How brain surgeon Henry Marsh went from doctor to patient: I blurted out the question we all ask how long have I got?'