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Sep. 9th, 2003 11:17 pmI'm reminded by stuff going on elsewhere at the moment
of the two operations that took place on my toe - one in
a GP surgery, which in the end did no lasting good, and one in
hospital. The former seemed well organized and was in a freshly
painted room, but had just the doctor and a nurse; they rushed the
anaesthetic slightly and of course in the long run didn't do any good anyway. By
contrast the hospital version was a bit disorganized in that the
timing and details like whether I'd have a local or general
anaesthetic were unclear until surprisingly late, and the room seemed really
quite spare compared to the gleaming theatre in the hospital of the
collective unconscious; but there were two people at the business end
of things, plus an anaesthetist in attendance all the time (and they waited until
it was clear it had taken, not that it took that long), and they actually
fixed the problem on a permanent basis.
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Date: 2003-09-11 06:37 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-09-11 06:42 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-09-12 03:05 am (UTC)The pethadine made me drowsy, and I wasn't impressed that noone had warned me it'd do that before hand, but didn't seem to have any lasting effects.