trshtwns01 (trshtwns01) wrote,


The stories of my surgery were greatly exaggerated.

This morning, we did all of the pre-op stuff, did the consent with a surgeon (not the plastics team), and sat back to wait. At 8 am, I'm thinking they are running late. Then the new shift comes on and the nurse tells me it has been pushed until tomorrow morning. She asked him whether _I_ knew we weren't doing it this morning, and he said something about no....but he was planning on coming by later.

Good news is, that means I get breakfast soon.

I had a long talk last night with my breast oncologist about this plastics guy. I feel like I'm on House, 3 lbs, Grey's Anatomy or some equally dramatic surgeon-based show. I thought these things only happened on TV. He said all of the other surgeons were simply in awe of him, because he is a genius. His brain just doesn't work the same way as others, and he is flitting around constantly. Often, you can't follow the reasoning of what he did until you've had time to think about it later. They all learned from him on any case they got to participate in.

Bedside manner and interactability with patients? Poor.

I think I've seen him 4 times in the week I've been here, and once was him approaching me inexplicably with a scalpel. I've seen the other doctors plenty of times.

So it looks like surgery is tomorrow morning, which means going home on Friday night but probably Saturday night.

And this bed still has my butt asleep. Time to get up and leak again.
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