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I read once, and I'm pretty sure it is Heinlein, about the high probability that the really good surgeons enjoy the cutting. Yes, there is pain and blood involved (though really, we try to leave blood where it belongs), but it is all to a socially accepted and approved cause.

So, does this qualify as kink?

Generally I enjoy scrubbing for surgery. Overall, truly, I enjoy what I do or I'd have left the Profession a long time ago. This is a Profession for neither the faint of heart, nor those who wish to become individually wealthy. Scrubbing, though, brings with it enough of the intellectual (we are doing this so we shall need this, that, and the other and in that order...) and the interactive all at the same time that it is visually easy to acknowledge, this is Nursing.

Most surgery is interesting, challenging, and by dint of knowing I've done my part well, satisfying. Patients aren't going to be directly responsive, for several reasons, and I don't mean that they are under anesthesia at the time of the intervention, but that the manner of anesthesia is likely to induce amnesia as well. Neither will they know what I do for them, nor will they recall it.

There is one general type of surgery, though, which for me is intriguingly pleasing, and rather emotionally arousing though not in a sexual manner. One such type of surgery came my way yesterday. These types of cases, when I am scrubbed particularly (to a lesser extent when I circulate, which constitues an overall rather than a specific role), cause my eyes to light, my heart to race just enough to be right, and my spirit to quiver in anticipation and release. Perhaps release is the operative word, too.

I am speaking of the PID and PIDUP cases: Pus In Dere and Pus In Dere Under Pressure.

Incision and Drainage of an Abcess. The words sing to me, the opening chords of an operetta, the overture to a sensuous experience. Lava erupting from a volcano comes in many forms, degrees of liquididy versus viscousness, from the gaseous to the nearly solid, plastic, molding mass. So does pus.

The process may possibly not even involve actual purulent matter. The sight, sound, and sensation of cutting and scraping off necrotic tissue provides an electric tingle which travels directly to my Center. This is one of the times when we actually do look for bright flowing blood, because blood means we've gotten through the dead and rotting, food for microorganism mass of gelatinized dermus and muscle down to living, respiring cells. This is a good description of yesterday's case.

Still, to hear and see the jetstream of PIDUP splattering against the far wall when the abcess is opened with a scalpel blade; the vision of the cottage cheese flow into the catch basin; the feel of loculations tearing under the gloved finger and freeing additional reservoirs of yellow-green gobs; all of this harkens to the ancient soul of surgery.

Perhaps it is because, subsequent to injuries and allergic sinusitis, my sense of smell does not seem to detect the noxious residue of anaerobic bacteria which causes others to expend their recent lunch into their masks that I do so well with these cases. Or is it that those injuries and disease re-wired my sensory organs, which now interpret that same gaseous byproduct as perfume?

Or is it just kink?


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Jun. 27th, 2006 01:28 pm (UTC)
Hee. This actually makes perfect sense to me, so I may be sick, too. I always enjoyed popping zits...kinda the same principle.

(And no, I cannot believe I just typed that sentence.)
Jun. 27th, 2006 07:08 pm (UTC)
I can believe it. I read it!
Jun. 27th, 2006 01:29 pm (UTC)
<-- See Icon.
*Edges away*
Jun. 27th, 2006 07:09 pm (UTC)
<-- Views Icon
*picks scalpel up off mayo tray,
*tiptoes forward
Here, watch how easy it is to remove the new Safety Blade Scalpal Blade without injuring yourself. *G*
Jun. 27th, 2006 01:36 pm (UTC)
I hear you...and I understand exactly what you are saying. If you are kinky, then I guess I'm kinky, too. Maybe it's just nursing.

I like surgery, it's interesting. I just can't watch that initial cut, oddly enough.

I'm not too sure about surgeons being sadists, though. Most of the ones I know are pretty mellow nice guys. Of course, they're urologists, too. Maybe it's the cardiovascular surgeons...

Jun. 27th, 2006 07:12 pm (UTC)
See, other nurses do get it. They may not want to be in the OR, but they do get it. So, does that mean Nurses are Kinky?

As to surgeons being sadists, I don't recall (will say it's Heinlein, I really think it is) even Heinlein saying it is a bad thing if the surgeon enjoys the cutting, just that there is an element of sadism in that. Our guys and gals for sure make certain there is pain managment orders, eh? As to them being mellow, well, some are, some aren't. Doesn't matter the Service they are on. The ones that aren't? I've known too many of them to make House MD interesting. Eh.
Jun. 27th, 2006 06:33 pm (UTC)
good luck with that

I know somebody's got to do it....I'm just really glad its you and not me.

Jun. 27th, 2006 07:13 pm (UTC)
Re: good luck with that
And here, Madam, we find a fine 2006, with an outstanding bouquet and excellent body...
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