Hello, hello, hello, all you fans of Naked News! You know the life of a full-time blogger (that’s me) is not all glamour. This morning I sat outside the Same Day Surgery Waiting Room and waited for my younger brother. He was having a colonoscopy. I could have sat in the waiting room. The waiting room had a television turned to a news station that was analyzing the present presidential race and there were magazines and books to read; but I didn’t feel that relaxed: too many strangers.
My brother and I were at the veterans hospital in Oakland the neighborhood I live in (when I got up at 4:30 a.m. I thought we were going to a veterans hospital that was much further away) and I was feeling responsible for his well-being: I was a hospital escort for the first time in my life. I still had to get him safely back to the assisted living facility he lives in. Even though he is several years younger than I am his health is not that good.
So, I sat in the hall and jotted in my small notebook (the jottings became this blog post) and watched staff and patients (and a medical robot) pass by (the robot passed several times).
The nurse who took my brother into surgery came out with a plastic bag and all his clothes and shoes in the bag. I was bewildered. I found out later that this is SOP (standard operating procedure), because some patients have their surgery and then get dressed and leave before it’s safe for them to leave if their clothes are where they can lay hands on them.
To make a long story short, his colonoscopy was a success (only one small polyp which his caregivers at the assisted living facility where informed of) and we got back to the facility through Access (a public transportation service he belongs to because neither of us owns a car) with no miss haps.
Hail to Pitt!
This is Guy Hogan reporting for the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette.
Now here is Angie Heyward reporting for Naked News.