DBS part 4

aka the soundtrack When I arrived for the battery implant operation on 5/7, I was doing the check-in dance for the third time. Get there on time (early, if I am able), undress and put on the gown, get an IV started, wait for transport. For some reason, on this particular day, when the transport dude arrived and started pushing me along the passages that lead to the OR section, I had a mental impression of "Ride of the Valkyries" (which I mislabled "Flight of the Valkyries"). I thought of suggesting it, but did not speak up. At first. The transporter dropped me off in a holding area next door to the OR. It was staffed by one kind old nurse who came over to talk to me. We chatted amiably for a few minutes, after which she returned to her desk and got back to work. On a computer. "Are you allowed to play music?" I asked, half expecting to find it forbidden. Without missing a beat, she said that she had never tried. As I watched h...