Nurse Kevin

So, last Thursday Kevin drove me to Chattanooga to have my wisdom teeth cut out. Needless to say, I was not thrilled at this turn of events, but it cost my dad a lot of money to create this smile so it just didn't seem right to let my wisdom teeth hijack it. 


Here are ten reasons why Pastor Kevin deserves a medal for being my nurse for 4 long days....


1. While I was sitting in the waiting room, bleary-eyed and planning escape routes, he promised to storm the surgery room and rescue me from the clutches of Dr. Spann if I yelled, "Kevin! Help! Come get me! Save me! I can't do it!" 


2. He listened carefully to all of Nurse Pam's instruction about post-surgery care and faithfully pulled the car around to the correct entrance to collect me after my morning of surgical adventure.


3. Not once did he pick up his phone or a camera to video/photo-document my drugged state of being. Hence the lack of photos for this post. This was a no camera zone.


4. He faithfully donned his latex gloves to remove and replace soggy gauze and listened without laughing when I mumbled proper gauze placement instructions incoherently.


5. Every time I turned my hazel eyes in my moon-shaped face to him and asked, "Does my face still look swollen?" he faithfully said, "No, I think its getting better," when in fact my face was obviously trying to double in size without asking my permission.


6. He brought me pain pills, rented movies, fluffed my pillows, arranged my blankets, cooked scrambled eggs, bought me a milkshake, and kept me from tipping over when I unwisely decided to stand up and walk around.


7. When I decided to break my 15 year "no throwing up" record as the anesthesia wore off, he stood next to me to make sure I didn't fall down or run into the furniture as I wove my way to the bathroom. No kidding - it was similar to what happens when you drop a Mentos into a 2-liter of Diet Pepsi - eruption is imminent.


8. Every once in a while he'd poke his head into the room and say, "Are you okay? Do you need anything?" just in case I was too loopy to remember to ask.


9. He gave me a pep talk in the car before we went into the surgery center and gave me ideas about how to distract myself from the IV that I knew was coming. (Luckily, Nurse Pam was good so I didn't feel it!)


10. When I'd start to fall asleep with my glasses on he'd take them off and put them on the nightstand so I didn't roll over and smoosh them into my face. 


I'm doing much better and went back to work today! Hope your hubby is as awesome as mine!


Mandy