Do No Harm by Henry Marsh. A memoir of sorts by a noted neurosurgeon, who spills the beans on a lot of stuff: hospital bureaucracy/mismanagement; how he internalizes and then addresses a patient's condition; and some of his successes and a lot of his failures. Marsh, himself, is a bit mercurial veering from arrogant to self-effacing and humane. Book is a bit uneven, as chapters are staggered and recursive, but despite that I got a lot out of it. Very informative. I hope I never need a neurosurgeon, but this guy seems to be the sort you want when you have tumour in your melon.