Do you know what happens during surgery? Cut…open…correct…sew. Maybe some background music. Hip if the doctor likes that. Or classical.
Well, not exactly.
You might be surprised. Or horrified to learn the truth.
How about your technician who’s running the bypass machine texting during the procedure…
Or the nurse checking airfares…
And your neurosurgeon chatting away on a personal phone call?
Romance is so many different things to different people.
But to me, intimacy requires acceptance, faith and loyalty.
The question is; how do you get there?
Especially when you have epilepsy?