Matty-
The evening of the first of my two hip resurfacings was a beautiful July where the sun simply refuses to set on the city streets or the few restaurants still open. I'd checked in to the hospital hotel wing earlier and finished my Last Will and Testament in the 2 bed/1 shower room, you know, just in case my last memory was being put under, then I went for a walk to find one good last dinner. Choices were few but I gladly accepted a grilled cheese sandwich, a decent beer and some kind of interesting salad. Ate half of it and headed back to the hospital room with surgery scheduled for 9:30 the next morning. Did all that was requested of me pre-surgical and at the appointed time was wheeled in to the Bone Yard for "The Procedure". Here is what you will find in that room: A team of Incomprehensibly skilled professionals for whom your well being is their only concern, a sense of being cared for you have not experienced since infancy, and if your walk the evening before touched base with all the lingering questions you hadn't been quite prepared to ask until then a release from the anxiety or trepidation you might still be holding on to. The people that accept the kind of stress and responsibility related to surgical intervention in others lives do so on such a higher order of conscientiousness than most mortals you will be wondering for a year how you could possibly have thanked them enough for their assistance.
Worry is understandable but acceptance is a key element to adjustments great and small. This operation, in the hands of surgeons as experienced as yours, is a 21st Century benevolence. Best of Luck.
Topic: Scheduled for 11/22/19 with Dr Ball (Read 1975 times)
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