Saturday, November 21, 2009

What's a Little Arthroscopic Surgery Among Friends?

Meet the happy patient waiting for the nerve block and silly gas.
Meet the surgical team: The anesthesiologist...

"I think I've got a booger stuck in here somewhere!"

"That's better. Now I'm ready to work!"


The surgeon and his trustworthy assistant.

"Mommy doesn't let me use knives yet. Can I use my plastic saw and hammer?"



Prepping the patient and discussing the potential outcome.

The paitent understands all the risks involved and is still willing to go through with the surgery.










And then...


The HORROR~ So gruesome we all had to leave! Poor Jay.
The kids and I waited in the waiting room for all 5 1/2 hours while Jay had his shoulder cleaned out. He had a little bone scraped, too, just for fun (only a couple hours were for the actual surgery; the rest was waiting for his blood pressure to resume normal parameters! Dude, you were nearly a slug for awhile there!).
Wild, huh?
When the surgery was over and Jay was stable enough for company, we got to go back and see him. Jacob commented "Well, at least he's still alive!" Yeah, at least!

You think Jay likes having his photos plastered all over a page on my blog? At least they're not nudies! He got to keep his underpants on during surgery! Women never seem to get to keep their underclothes on during surgery. Did you ever think about that?
Jay, at this point you're probably wondering how I got a photo of you on the operating table. Are you wondering if the surgeon emailed me a photo, or do you think they let me in the room to take a photo with my cell phone? Nah, it's not you. I snagged it from Wikipedia. I just thought it was pretty cool. Glad you're feeling better. You've been a good sport, and not the big baby everyone said you'd be. (And now you're wondering who "everyone" is, aren't you? I'll never tell.) Love ya! Glad you're feeling better and ready to take the bandages off tomorrow!
Hugs,
Petrie

1 comment:

Tonggu Grammy said...

Glad you came through OK and especially glad that the REAL surgeon showed up. I don't think they have enough silly gas to handle being sawed open with a plastic knife. BTW, I fell for the operating room picture. Petrie, I thought you just sweet talked someone into snapping it for you. Shows how much I know.