I broke my nose years back in a car accident and had it fixed today
twenty years after it happened.
Sitting on a Vinyl chair with a Surgery robe in a room full of other people about to be cut up is strange to say the least. I didn't like wearing a Surgery gown and sitting on a Vinyl chair for two hours. I didn't like getting hearing my legs peel off the Vinyl chair and then having to pee in a toilet that is in the same room as twenty people that are also waiting to have Surgery. My name finally gets called and I follow a guy (I call him Guy) that say's "wait here) and I'm left to wait in another room for a half hour on another Vinyl chair. I'm still kind a dizzy and I can't remember what the guy is called that puts you under but he did a wonderful job. I walked into a Surgery room and lay on a very narrow bed and I'm strapped in. They stick an I.V. in your arm and a mask on your face and I bloop I hear "Your all done". I wasn't groggy or anything and replied "Huh" I'm done?, No way"... Put in a Wheelchair and I'm home and fine...Anyone have Surgery?
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