The last surgery of 2015 only ended yesterday at 7pm, just wrapping up with an amputation. The surgery was usual, including my conversations with the patient and family during the preparation for the emergency were very workmanlike, and everything went in an orderly manner, as is the habit of my profession. The trauma was a little more complicated, and some efforts were made to preserve the knee joint, and I felt quite tired when it ended at 7 o’clock, and joked with my colleagues that many people might have been slightly smoked from drinking across the New Year at this time. It is customary to go back to the ward to look at the post-operative patient, but usually not for long, and after taking a look at the young man yesterday it was natural to stand there and talk to him. I know I have put down professionalism at this time, and he said how he wanted to have better function in the future, how to live driving, want to blade fighter to participate in the Olympics, I can see that he felt better. I was also better when I walked out of the ward not so tired and hungry. People have a chance, accidents are always unpredictable, but extreme injuries always make people sigh at the impermanence of life, including a person like me who deals with trauma on a daily basis. I hope my patients will cherish their health and stay away from accidents, especially extreme accidents. 2016 New Year’s Day blessings to you all.