Being of the metallic persuasion, operating on organics was a rather…optics-opening experience when I was first off the forges. Certainly I am programmed with all the necessary information to operate on humans and the majority of humanoids, but that can only bring a warforged so far; it is the experience that cements the “how” and the “why” together.
Field-dressings and emergency care during conflict is significantly easier, in the short-term; you know the person may well not see their next sunrise, despite your best efforts. Out here, in the ‘boonies,’ I’ve become more concerned with how the patient is…feeling. It is a very strange thing, to try and apply what the elf called ‘empathy’ to a half-orc with ulcer pains, but I am told it will make me a better, more caring doctor. Few are willing to trust a man of metal and wood, so I have heeded this as best as my abilities allow; my duty is to heal others, and to not be able to perform my function would be disastrous.
I will not lie when I say that applying a poultice to the injured knee of a little girl and receiving a smile from her in return does not bring a great sense of accomplishment within me.
In which I do my best Mordin impression. :V