FRESH FROZEN PLASMA

Surgery’s gross enough, but when (in my hearing range) the nurses started talking about “fresh frozen plasma” and “expiration dates,” I freaked out.  And I wasn’t even the patient!  Was this a cooking show or something?  Now every time I buy anything fresh frozen I think of blood plasma.  Yuck!

Once when I was in a hospital waiting room, I actually heard a nurse tell an anxious woman that her husband’s operation was going well.  She said they had his heart on a tray and . . . .  I didn’t hear the rest of it.  That’s just too much information.

If I were a nurse, I might say it differently. “Ma’am, we’re almost done with your husband’s ticker.”  That might not be too helpful, either.