So it takes 3 weeks to finally gain computer access so that I can work on my own. Before and after that time I endure the looks of 'who is this new nurse & I don't want her in my room', which is quite funny to me, but I endure. Sooner or later they will have to come through me. I am a traveler. It's what I do ;)
So I am finally on my own and I am awaiting the arrival of my surgeon, who I have no idea what he looks like. On top of that I am not wearing my contacts so I can't read the name tags! I am depending on the pre-op staff to give me a description. My surgeon walks in and the description was right on so I knew who he was immediately. My eyes go straight to the Dallas Cowboys lanyard around his neck. I proceed to blurt out not an introduction but "I like you already", to which I get a sideways look as he walks away. Oops!
A few days later, one of the surgeons is sitting on a cord. I figure its a thin cord, I should be able to pull it out without him noticing. Well he does - only he thought it was my hand. I say, "Dr. we just met!". He says, "I know, I was thinking I may come here more often!"
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