Bill was actually eagerly looking forward to today, the day disc surgery would finally free him from the ever-increasing pain in his right shoulder and arm. He's suffered with this pain for 3 years now, at first just a bit now and then, then steadily worsening until now it keeps him from sleep every night. Two discs are bulging against spinal column and nerves; they plan to remove them, replacing them with bone grafts, then adding a metal plate and screws to stabilize everything as it fuses together.
I quickly drew another "waiter" in the waiting room, having to finish later in the prep room from memory. There's really not much waiting time at Scott & White. Then to avoid seeing them struggle to establish Bill's IV, I drew the pump thingy on the wall and wrote some text.
Bill was all hooked up, poked at, stuck into, and ready to go . . . . until he started running a low-grade fever. The surgeon was notified, and he sent back word that operating with even a low fever could risk complications so the surgery was cancelled. Apparently Bill has a sinus infection.
So he unplugged and dressed, we were sent to the walk-in clinic for antibiotics and steroids, and he was sent home. Really depressing for him, but I'm thankful his surgeon is a cautious man. After the round of antibiotics, surgery will be rescheduled.