OR... again.

I went to the OR for the second time, and mostly it was the same ol' thing. BUT, I did get to see a brain surgery. I had wanted to watch either a brain or cardiac surgery since finding out we were going to or. I got my chance, and man was it something. I like to believe that I have a pretty strong stomach and can handle a great many things. Brain surgery is NOT one of them.
I can not honestly pinpoint what it was that made me so queasy but something definitely made me hit the floor (figuratively, not literally, although almost literally). Was it the pt who was so confused who was fighting c all the surg techs and anesthesiologist? Or was it the drill that they used? Or was it the insanely fast procedure that lasted a whole 15 minutes from cut to suture? I still am not sure. All I know is that I was not feeling too well, sat down on the stool and then feeling someone's hand on my shoulder say, 'Are you ok?' I was flushed, shaking, and sweating admist the freezing surgical room. Of course the surgeon looks at me and raises an eyebrow and says, 'you sure you ok?' Now I am thinking, 'oh great make a spectical of yourself DURING A SURGERY!' Oh I convince them all that I am just fine, even though the rest of the time all the nurses are watching me at the corner of their eye just in case I end up flat on my face.
I saw an open surgery prior in the day, lots of blood, body cavity wide open, no big deal. This person has cancer and was getting a lot of curative procedures but to just make life a little more comfortable while she waits for the cancer to take her. I also saw an adult circumscision (weird) c (another) vasectomy. It's amazing how much blood was lost in that surgery. At any rate, surgery doesn't usually bother me. I am honestly thinking about going into that just to keep me on my toes. But never again brain surgery... oh never again, now I am curious how I will handle cardiac... hmm.