I know what you're thinking.... What is he on about now.
I woke up from surgery admittedly a little stiff by I woke up that was the main thing.
All was well until Dr. Sulllltan arrived.
I was in a holding cell just off of West Purgatory sitting in my bed hoping but knowing I was in it for one night.
Sulllltan arrived and said "Everything went well, but they (you know them) will be putting in a Heprin Drip in at Midnight, so I think we (you know we) should put a little pressure on the incision." I sat there like a lump and said 'Okay'. He walked over to the sink/storage area and grabbed two gauze pads and a roll of 2" tape. He slapped 3" over my left shoulder and then tugging it as tight as he could he pulled it across my wound and my pec and then pulled it under my armpit.
Sulllltan then proceeded to wrap the full roll of tape round and round under both armpits through the hair across the hair on my back, around my neck. When the roll ran out he scurried over grabbed another roll of 1 1/2" tape and then continued round and round stretching it as tight as possible until he ran out.
He then said, "Not the best tape job, not pretty but it should do. After all I implant pacemakers not tape up wounds. We'll see you in 6 weeks."
His partner now slack jawed turned and walked away with Sulllltan.
I was stunned, and hadn't realised that I was hunched over while he was taping me. I tried to straighten up, which of course ripped off my armpit and back hair.
The nurse came in, shook her head and then admired my perky young(?) breasts. They weren't so young but they were perky.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
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