Some lost keys, snow and a bow

The Dr. woke up today to some snow on the ground.  No big deal really, except he had lost the keys to his Altima yesterday and had to walk to work today.  I am really not a mean wife. I really would take him to the hospital 1.7 miles away,  but when we considered having to wake both kids up at 5:50AM to deliver him there, the less painful option was for him to walk, snow and all.  I had to have the van.

His 35 minute walk went well, a little cold, 20 degrees, but not too bad.  Along the way he found a willow stick that he planned to use as a "Slim Jim" to unlock his car that was still parked at the hospital.  His spare key only starts the engine.  Doesn't open the door.  (It's an old car.)  He said he did feel a little stupid carrying a 2-3 ft. long stick with him.

He is, for four months, training in anesthesia.  Today he had 5 surgery cases in which he was the anesthesiologist.  His fifth, and last case today, proved to be some-what entertaining.

A 64 yr. old woman was having a kidney stone removed.  She came into the pre-surgical  area.  Ryan met her and got her IV started.  When the nurse Jody entered the room, she said to Jody, " Well I am ready like I told you."   Jody became a little wide-eyed and smiled, then the patient said "see" and flipped open her gown, flashing her crotch area at Jody.  Jody chuckled.  She then turned around to Ryan and opened her gown and said "see" and then flashed him. He saw a gold bow stuck on her southern part. 


Much like the one Jace had on his head the other day.

 

                                
"When she did that, what did you do?" I asked him, "what did you say to her?"   His response, "The surgeons are going to love that!" 

This patient then asked if there were any medical students or other people watching her procedure that would enjoy the surprise as well.  She was disappointed when she was told no.

She then said, "Ryan, you need to start warming up your voice. Last time I was put under I had the anesthesiologist sing me to sleep."

Ryan, clearing his throat, "well, I will do my best."  So with the surgeon, the resident surgeon, two scrub nurses, and another staff anesthesiologist watching and listening, he serenaded this bow-adorned patient into dreamland.  He said they all laughed at him/with him and a few eventually joined in.  (Good thing he has a nice voice!)

After the procedure was done, the resident surgeon replaced the bow. Ryan was then free to come home, which he did after he carried his stick to his car and picked the lock. He's still looking for the keys.
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And that's what the Dr. and I talked about tonight while making dinner!