He is 4"10" and 280 Lb. He cannot lay down because he cannot breathe, even sitting up he needs some Oxygen, otherwise he'd die. He takes tons of pills: for high blood pressure, for diabetes, for asthma, for back pain, for arteriosclerosis and for something else he does not remember the name of. He requires 24 hours a day nursing supervision. And now he is here in our presurgical area because he needs a "big whack" as our back surgeon has put it. It means we have to slice open his back from the neck all the way to the butt, so he will look like a giant fish on the chef's table. I will have to keep him alive through all this ordeal while the back surgeon will be putting giant screws into his spine to make it straight. He will be loosing blood, and to keep his blood pressure at acceptable levels i will need to start vasoactive medicine drip, along with tons of fluids through many IV lines and of course blood, lots and lots of blood. We will have to keep him asleep at least until the next morning, when his vital signs are stable, he is off that vasoactive drip, and blood tests are normal or close to being normal. And you know what!? He is going to do great! Why? Surgeon's skills? Sure! My valuable expertize? Sure! But most of all - his attitude!
"Hello, Sir! I will be your anesthesiologist. Nice to meet you. Do you have any medical problems?"
"No"
"What do you mean? What about this Oxygen in your nose"
"Oh..Yeah. It's hard for me to breathe without it, but when it's on - no problems"
"What about your blood pressure?"
" Yeah..I take some pills, so they take care of that, so - no problems"
"Asthma?"
" Yeah.. Inhalers - no problems"
"Diabetes?"
"Pills - no problems"
"And now you are here because you have a huge scoliosis"
"Yeah..But you, guys are gonna fix it, so it won't be a problem"
I saw him next day after the surgery - he looked great, no problems!
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