As in the OR, it's not rude when a cat turns his back to you. See those ears? He's listening. Sitting close by.
Wound up scrubbed in all day, on some difficult - which is to say frustrating - cases. Didn't have the correct (proprietary) screwdriver to remove some hardware put in two years ago, although we eventually got it from the main hospital. Most of the rest of the problems had to do with my issues with my vision. Surgeon in good humor, considering. And considering that he is often rather cranky, especially on a day with a dozen surgeries. Short staffed, which is why I wound up scrubbed in, leaving us one short for lunches and resource. A PRN nurse circulated for me, which is never fun, since one winds up doing both jobs to an extent. Last case in my room ended as room #1 ended, the other two rooms came down within the next half hour, so room #1 staff and I helped clean up the last two. Sterile Processing was also short a person all day, so we all wound up in there getting them caught up. I put away freshly sterilized sets, wrapped all the light handles I could find, and all the drill sets, which finished me off. I cried "uncle" and came home at 6.
Tomorrow, I get my eyes checked, and I expect this will include bifocals, possibly trifocals. I'm at the point where I'm thinking, whatever it takes.
So glad to be home, cat and guy beside me. Feeling loved.