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Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Where Have I seen this before?
Alright. Poor Tuna has been fielding calls and emails from people asking if I'm ok and what exactly is wrong with me. I know I've been evasive, but it is more out of needing some sort of privacy. Later, when everything is over with, I might be willing to discuss the particulars of my current predicament, but for now...well a little mystery never hurt anyone.
But I'm in the best care insurance can buy, and have researched the particulars of my surgery as much as possible, so I'm fairly confident with how things are going to work out a week from tomorrow. I know each doctor participating in the surgery, where the doctors will be standing, and the position I'll be in.
I will be lying on the table, with my legs in stirrups to insure that I don't develop blood clots. My surgeon will stand between my legs, with an oncologist standing at his left. Down the row will be an orthopedic surgeon and my gastroenterologist. At my head will be the anesthesiologist and on my left will be the surgical assistant.
Now this whole time writing this up, I've been wondering where I've seen this setup before?
Not a work safe image!
That's it. I'll be wearing my underwear while this surgery is taking place. And if they are missing when I come out of anesthesia...I'm not paying.
Seriously though...I really should be ok. People are asking if I need anything. The only thing I'm going to need is something to keep boredom away once I'm released from prison the hospital. Porn, trash television, and other suggestions will be accepted.
Patrick - 3:11 PM
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