Surgery 101! (or is there really sex in the supply room?)

I am attending a mini-surgery class. Did that frighten you? It should! I could be a surgeon!

I would make a great surgeon except for the people part and the nasty body fluids. I like the problem-solving aspect of the job. I am not so good with compassion and empathy and yes, the body fluids part too.

You barf, I barf. It’s as simple as that. We can’t even discuss fecal impaction here without me heaving. Blood is ok as long as it’s not mine.

TV shows like Bones and the CSI programs that focus on figuring out what happened intrigue me.

The beloved husband loves murder mystery novels but does not like to watch the decaying bodies on Bones. From my point of view, they are already dead so it’s not a big deal. As long as I don’t see the actual killing or smell the decay I am good but I am getting off track here.

One of our local hospitals conducts a mini-medical class each year on a different topic. This year it’s robotic surgery. Cool!

Minimally invasive surgery with robotic tools is the way to go — shorter recovery and less damage.

I immediately signed up the beloved husband and me. So far the beloved husband has not yet attended. You would think this was a cat show they way he comes up with excuses! I go without him. In fact, not having to explain things to anyone suits me. It also involves a Starbucks treat at the end. All good!

The first night was great. It was all about weight loss surgeries. There are four different kinds that are available at our local hospital and they had videos of the actual surgeries. Wow! Snip, snip and shazam! You can hardly eat anything. Ever.

It’s done with a DaVinci robotic tool – like the old Pac man game. Of course, I wasn’t very good at Pac man but I could do this.

Maybe all this proficiency that kids have with video games will make them better robotic surgeons. Food for thought.

The second night was cardio-thoracic surgery. The videos showed esophageal cancer tumor removal, lung resection due to cancer and other interesting stuff. I could do this too! Saving lives, that’s what I’m all about.

This isn’t like the surgeries on Grey’s Anatomy. There isn’t a lot of blood because the robotic tool seals as it cuts. No big geysers spraying all over. No one yelling (and no sex in the supply room either – I need to ask about that!).

This week is abdominal surgery. I can hardly wait. There is a lot of good stuff to cut in the abdomen. Maybe I can learn how to neuter aggressive men.

I’ll let you know about the sex in the supply room too.

17 thoughts on “Surgery 101! (or is there really sex in the supply room?)

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  2. I would definitely attend these with you . . . but I would make a terrible surgeon since cutting people open would cause me to FLEE the SCENE!

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  3. 😀 Oh dear, you are just soooo funny. It does all sound interesting and I recon I could also do the robotic stuff. Love Bones and CSI as well but am a complete baby when it comes to real life blood and guts. We await news on supply room sex with anticipation 🙂

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  4. What? No sex in the supply room? Could it be that TV is lying to us? Say it isn’t so!
    It’s amazing that you’re taking these classes. I could never do it. I really really don’t want to know anything about what goes on inside my body.

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  5. I used to work in a hospital – in the medical library. That’s about as close as I’d want to get to cutting into someone. An odd comment coming from someone who once wanted to be a nurse. But I gave up on that when I found I’d have to dissect a frog in my college science class. No thank you.

    More power to you, Kate. Inquiring minds to want to know about that sex in the supply closet. 🙂

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  6. are you having the sex in the supply closet or are you watching it, wonder how they’d use robotic tools on that … mmmhhh ….

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  7. Fascinating, Kate. Good for you to learn about how technology is used to teach. One day it’ll be just like Star Trek…all cures non-invasive. That’s my kind of surgery!

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  8. You are a brave woman. I am grateful that people know how to perform surgery, but do not want to know how they do it. The whole idea of looking inside a body makes me queasy, says the doctor’s daughter!

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    • Hmmmm….personally I am not squeamish about eating and gross stuff but my husband is. We have certain topics, like kitty litter and anything biological that are not considered dinner topics.

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