For my first surgery I had been told something like the above. I was twelve and didn’t have much to be embarrassed about, other than the things that might worry every twelve year old boy, but I was still concerned. When I was in recovery I asked the surgeon “what did I say while I was under?”
He responded “I’m sworn to silence.” I worried about that for months if not years, especially because I had to have two more surgeries under his care.
Plot twist. You told him you used to sneak some extra halloween candy in the mornings as a kid before your mom woke up. It was years prior, but you swore him to secrecy. And the doctor respects the oath.
For my first surgery I had been told something like the above. I was twelve and didn’t have much to be embarrassed about, other than the things that might worry every twelve year old boy, but I was still concerned. When I was in recovery I asked the surgeon “what did I say while I was under?”
He responded “I’m sworn to silence.” I worried about that for months if not years, especially because I had to have two more surgeries under his care.
Nothing embarrassing was ever publicized AFAIK.
Plot twist. You told him you used to sneak some extra halloween candy in the mornings as a kid before your mom woke up. It was years prior, but you swore him to secrecy. And the doctor respects the oath.
The jokes on you! I don’t know what my bank account number is and I can barely remember my phone number!
My bank account number is 10…9…8…7…6…5…4