@Gone again I think you're lucky. I would have liked to see / meet the crew that was involved in my surgery.
I knew exactly what I was signing up for with surgery. We make the decision for surgery in an effort to improve our quality of life and thankfully surgery provides that.
But afterward I felt violated in a sense. I truly struggled for a few tearful minutes on my first trip to the bathroom just hours after my surgery. It all hit me as I stood there in front of a mirror, with a walker, looking at a bloody dressing over my incision. I thought "What just happened....WHO did this to me?" Obviously I met my OS prior to my surgery date but....it was for 15 minutes, two months prior. I guess I had a curiosity about all who witnessed my surgery.
I don't know if they were male or female (assuming a mix) I don't know if there were 5 or 10 people in there.
I wondered how my body was maneuvered.....all of it. I was wheeled in by two nurses and saw two anesthesiologists, that's it......OUT COLD. Has anyone one else ever contemplated any of this or am I just waaay too analytical? Possibly it's a control issue? I had to relinquish control?
Gone again, I didn't intend this as a hijack of your thread but I find it fortunate you were able to meet the team that was involved in your surgery. I feel it may have been comforting. I would love to hear your opinion on this as well as other's opinions.