I had a bit of minor surgery recently. I’ve been in operating rooms before; however, I had limited time to visualize my surroundings due to anesthesia escorting me to la-la land.
This time, I went under the knife with pain control provided by a local. Having no problem with needles, the area being sliced numbed in short order. Allow me to say, the various banks of surgical lights hanging from the ceiling, along with other pieces of equipment, were impressive, to say the least.
Since operating rooms must be kept cold and my body does not regulate its internal temperature correctly, they had to come up with a way to keep me from getting too cold. Therefore, they fashioned a temperature-regulating area over me that also added to my comfort by covering me with a tarp and introducing warm air underneath.
The surgeon relayed details concerning the procedure and then asked about my favorite music. I gladly informed him that hard rock, especially the band, Rush, was my normal listening pleasure.
I spent my time in the surgical suite, rocking with three of the most talented musicians in the rock genre, along with a neurosurgeon, resident, nurses, and various other medical personnel. I’m fortunate to live near a city with a world class hospital and nationally recognized surgeons. Needless to say, my procedure went well, and I rather enjoyed my time in surgery. Of course, this experience fits me to a ‘T’ as I enjoy going to the dentist.
Have a wonderful week and may God richly bless you and keep you and yours.