Yesterday shortly before my procedure during the preparation, a nurse asked me to “sign my initials” near the approximate area where the procedure would be taking place. I thought that was a little weird, but then quickly realized they weren’t taking any chances when it came to the procedure/location of every patient.
It reminded me of stories I’ve heard about patients going in for certain operations, only to find out later that a completely different procedure had taken place. Like… going in for a colonoscopy, only to realize the doctor had performed a vasectomy. Or someone going in to have their left pinky amputated, only to have their right leg removed. Scary, scary stuff. That’s why it was very good to have no less that 5 nurses and doctors verify who I was, and what procedure I was having prior to entering the O.R. You can never be too careful!
It was difficult for me to sign my own left abdomen, so I had Jen do the honors. Whatever kind of ink is in that pen will NOT come off! I’ve taken three showers since yesterday morning, and it’s not going anywhere. Jen has permanently branded me!
iPhone abdomen goodness.
I missed my crunches last week, so I apologize for not having my usual six-pack. :)
Happy Friday everyone!
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