I was in surgery all day. I started the day with a surprisingly mellow mini-facelift. Last night, I felt it was necessary to youtube some facelift procedures so I would know what I was getting myself into. BAD IDEA. I had forgotten Dr. G was only doing a mini facelift (which doesn't include incisions around the eyes, I think) and ended up watching a 30min facelift video. I sat in extreme discomfort as this person made incisions in the eyelid and below the eye. After about 5min, my own eyes started watering uncontrollably as my thespian personality started channeling the pain this person must be in. I successfully finished the video as I prepared to face the limit of my surgical tolerance the next day. One word to describe the day was tiring. I had overslept a bit this morning and headed into the OR with a bad case of yawning. My sleepiness quickly subsided when I overheard a couple of nurses talking about the upcoming season of Survivor and how an OR doctor's (rather attractive ^_^) son was already back from filming it. Anyway, I was really fascinated by how squishy and jiggly the patient's cheek was after the skin had been lifted. Lunch was really fun because one of the doctors decided get everybody Swett's (southern soul food, yum!!). After our bellies were utterly full, Dr. G's team prepped for a complex surgery. One of the nurses (Bonnie's mom) taught me how to insert a catheter just in case the patient had to...relieve herself. As the surgery progressed, everyone started getting super tired. People were yawning and really quiet. We realized the soul food was to blame. To get everyone back in the groove of things, I found some dubstep and pumped up the volume. It seemed to help a bit. After about 15 min of that, we went back to alternative acoustic station and finished up the 3-part job a little later than scheduled, but hey...you can't rush perfection!
