"You're not weak.. and that's something"
Sometimes it takes the most unusual, and the most unique set of circumstances to make you re-think your opinion of some people.
I'm not saying that following this forthcoming revelation I'm about to write this surgeon a christmas card, but... well let's just say he's climbed a few rungs up the ladder of my opinion of him.
Only a few, mind.
I've written about having run-ins with this guy in the past , and his reputation is well founded, cos on many an instance the guy's been a wanker of the highest caliber.
But, seemingly not tonight, cos tonight he was almost chatty. Which is a miracle for him, and it got me at one point cos I was so tongue tied I didn't know how to respond when he started conversation with me.
But I guess bonds can happen anywhere; even over the removal of ruptured, hosing spleen.
and christ on crutches did it piss claret.
but came out easy as cake (or is it pie?) and afterwards the surgeon even helped me wheel some equip back to where it came from. This guy was on top form. And this is Woody we're talking about guys, the fella ain't known for his charm or ability to help out above and beyond the call of duty.
So I feel genuinely convinced we might have turned the corner in terms of our relationship. Okay, he called me "Lee" on one occasion but it was like half past 1 in the AM so I'll let him off for that. Even his registrar pulled him up on it.I think he's not as bad I thought he was and I don't think he thinks I'm a wired hop-head who spins equipment and runs at the mouth too much ;)
It's all good baby!!!
Proves nothing though, most of the cutters I wouldn't trust in a blink regarding anything but surgical chatter. I guess its the union person in me.
I'm not saying that following this forthcoming revelation I'm about to write this surgeon a christmas card, but... well let's just say he's climbed a few rungs up the ladder of my opinion of him.
Only a few, mind.
I've written about having run-ins with this guy in the past , and his reputation is well founded, cos on many an instance the guy's been a wanker of the highest caliber.
But, seemingly not tonight, cos tonight he was almost chatty. Which is a miracle for him, and it got me at one point cos I was so tongue tied I didn't know how to respond when he started conversation with me.
But I guess bonds can happen anywhere; even over the removal of ruptured, hosing spleen.
and christ on crutches did it piss claret.
but came out easy as cake (or is it pie?) and afterwards the surgeon even helped me wheel some equip back to where it came from. This guy was on top form. And this is Woody we're talking about guys, the fella ain't known for his charm or ability to help out above and beyond the call of duty.
So I feel genuinely convinced we might have turned the corner in terms of our relationship. Okay, he called me "Lee" on one occasion but it was like half past 1 in the AM so I'll let him off for that. Even his registrar pulled him up on it.I think he's not as bad I thought he was and I don't think he thinks I'm a wired hop-head who spins equipment and runs at the mouth too much ;)
It's all good baby!!!
Proves nothing though, most of the cutters I wouldn't trust in a blink regarding anything but surgical chatter. I guess its the union person in me.