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1. Mike Dresser on December 8th, 2008 at 7:04 pm

   Yeah, I had that experience. I suppose if the ability to rebuild our fleshy bits and to interact socially are mutually-exclusive, I’ll take the Rain Man any day. But it can be maddening in the consult:

   [6 months after breaking my ankle]

   “Well, the x-ray shows it healed a few millimeters off; we can go in there, break it again, reconstruct it with a rod and–”

   “Umm…my ankle is still the size of a grapefruit from the last surgery, so I have no range of motion. Could we wait 6 more months to see?”

   “Oh, you’re okay waiting? Sure! These things take years to heal completely…”

2. Deron Bauman on December 8th, 2008 at 7:13 pm

   sounds like we have the same guy.

3. walt on December 8th, 2008 at 9:23 pm

   odd. the guy that put back together my ulna and radius after the airbag demolished them was a swell guy. personable, good looking, and my wife was mildly infatuated.

   there there was the orthopaedic surgeon in Calgary who I once asked after having broken 3 bones in 3 years whether there was something wrong with me, and she answered that “Yes. You’re clumsy.”

4. Sheila Ryan on December 8th, 2008 at 9:35 pm

   The oral surgeon who sank a titanium shaft into my jaw and I forget what-all else was pretty cool. I’ve never met anyone so apologetic for having kept me waiting (20 minutes, as I recall). “I am so sorry that you’ve had to sit here all this time. It’s really not right.”

   Then: “I can’t give you back your time, but I’ll tell you what. I’ll throw in some nitrous at no charge.”

5. Phil Bebbington on December 9th, 2008 at 4:42 am

   I did enjoy the kindness dished out by the doctor in the emergency room. I had badly lacerated my hand. Just before he injected into the wound three times, he was kind enough to tell me it was going to hurt and when I acknowledged it he said “No, I mean really hurt” He was of course right and I told him so.

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