go for it!
go for it!
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knowing every condemned person is entitles to the last meal of his/her choice, i had lunch at my life long favourite, the occidental tavern in vulcan lane on the way to the hospital. i think i had a ceasar salad with chicken and anchovies, some chips and i also finished off the metre long belgium sausage meal why wife had ordered. AND, most importantly i had 4 jumbo sized glasses of dark brune belgium 6.5% beer. actually i was ready for a roadie but mrs westie threw a fit so we left and i then drove to the hospital (westies are very politically corrrect)
it was a sunday and seems i was the last of the 3 monday heart ops to arrive. a nurse gave me a shave, waist up only and about 6.30 dinner arrived and the nurse who brought it asked if i wanted a bottle of wine. well i confessed i had a liquid lunch and the nurse said "we thought so" but assured me it was not uncommon for ohs patients to have a few drinks on the way to the hospital. the nurse said i might as well have another but it had to be red because that was all that was left .
surgery was scheduled for 8.00 am the next morning and as i recall i had to stop eating and drinking at 10.00 pm
anyway, you will not be dying during the operation, but just in case, you should make sure you have a bloody good lunch on the way
if you do die during the op, you will not regret the booze you drank the day before and if you survive, the massive medication you get will cover up any hangover!
and i had another consideration, i was 99% guaranteed a mitral valve repair, but if that failed i would get a mechanical valve which ment i would almost have to stop drinking.
ha, well i ended up with a mechanical valve and still have 3 glasses per day, doctors orders, i have to comply.
final comment, it is important to be happy, if a good pub lunch and drink can do that, go for it!
