This guy is the shiznit. After diagnosing himself with appendicitis, being the only surgeon on the expedition, he operates on himself. Pictures included. It takes a real man to poke around your own innards, without gloves. Ha, that could be misinterpreted lol.
“I did not sleep at all last night. It hurts like the devil! A snowstorm whipping through my soul, wailing like a hundred jackals. Still no obvious symptoms that perforation is imminent, but an oppressive feeling of foreboding hangs over me . . . This is it . . . I have to think through the only possible way out: to operate on myself . . . It’s almost impossible . . . but I can’t just fold my arms and give up.
“18.30. I’ve never felt so awful in my entire life. The building is shaking like a small toy in the storm. The guys have found out. They keep coming by to calm me down. And I’m upset with myself—I’ve spoiled everyone’s holiday. Tomorrow is May Day. And now everyone’s running around, preparing the autoclave. We have to sterilise the bedding, because we’re going to operate.
“20.30. I’m getting worse. I’ve told the guys. Now they’ll start taking everything we don’t need out of the room.”