10 September 2004
Well, that was fun.
So far as I know, keeping in mind that I wasn't awake for any of the important stuff O Twenty-first Century Anesthesia, how wonderful thou art things went according to plan. There were, however, a few moments of serious disconcert:
- While dragging myself out of bed this morning, I was beset with the worst possible earworm: Men at Work, "Down Under."
- "We now ask for a deposit, even from our patients with insurance." I hasten to add, they weren't adamant about it, and they probably would have let me slide.
- The anesthesiologist bore entirely too close a resemblance to Harry Dean Stanton.
- The clocks were right when I arrived, but didn't feel compelled to remain so: I watched in utter confusion as thirty-five minutes, per the clock in my prep area, passed in a matter of seconds.
- Some of these nursing types are entirely too attractive.
This is petty quibbling, though. I left here around 8:30 and was back home by three, which isn't bad at all. I thank all of you who expressed kindly thoughts, prayers, or calls for good karma on my behalf. Posted at 5:17 PM to General Disinterest
Charles, glad to hear things went well, and thanks for not keeping us all in suspense for too long.
Thanks for keeping us up to date. And commenting!
Hope you're back on your bottom soon.
with the sturm und drang of the blogosphere, it can be easy to overlook that every site is created by a human being, who suffers from all the frailties of the human condition. please accept my best wishes on a swift return to normalcy.
i hope you got the number for some of those nursing types too ;)
I'm still afraid to ask what the problem was, so I'll just say that I'm glad it went okay. :)