First a C/S, now a CABG...

So I was fortunate enough to get to watch a CABG (coronary artery bypass graft) today during clinical. And I officially want to marry the anesthesiologist and have his babies. He was adorable, and from Australia, to top it all off. The surgeon was pretty awesome as well. Together a super fun and awesome team to be with today. And both incredibly nice... but chatty to the point where I almost didn't learn anything about open heart surgery, because I was too busy learning about the surgeon's favourite Harry Truman quotes.

Anyways, the whole point here is that I'm kind of upset because both times I've been in the OR now (the first time was in labour/delivery for a caesarian section), I've felt sick at the beginning of the procedure... and since that's likely the last time I'll make it to the OR as a student, I feel like my being light-headed is God's way of telling me that He doesn't want me working there. It makes me super sad, because I think that being a scrub nurse would be pretty awesome, and as the surgeon was saying, there are plenty of benefits to it.

On a side note, one of the nurses in the cardiovascular recovery area thought I was a doctor, so that's kind of fun.