"Tak sanggup saya nak suruh surgeon saya buat manual evacuation."
So everyone left the room except for the poor gagging Anaes MO and two nurses at my beck and call. My surgeon was in the other room waiting after he kindly told me "all yours."
I was knuckle deep evacuating almost 2kg of hard stool when another surgeon came and saw I was doing it alone. She went into the other room looking for my surgeon and upon seeing him chilling, she called out to him.
"Atiqah panggil. Dia tak jumpa seketul lagi!!"
I shouted back. "Mana ada!!"
Let my surgeon rest. I like him not around asking me anatomy questions hahaha. But yes, please let my surgeon rest.
The lady surgeon then went into the other room and poked her head through. Then she came back to me "Atiqah menjerit sampai Dato dekat sebelah pun dengar."
The splenic flexure fecoloma all evacuated. This MO puas hati. My surgeon told me to go change clothes while he cleaned the patient up before the next procedure. I went and scrubbed my arms more religiously than I ever scrubbed for a case, washed my OT crocs and changed into a fresh pair of scrubs. Then I sniffed myself. I'm always full of shit but at least I didn't smell like one.
I walked back towards the operating room, passing two of my male colleagues. I went up to my senior and stood close to him, grinning shamelessly.
"Do I smell nice?"
I could see he was grinning politely and debating how to answer without it coming out weird. I'm a rascal who wouldn't offer the information that I just did a manual evacuation and was concerned that I reek of old shit. So I repeated my question.
"Do I smell nice?"
"Yes you smell nice."
"Thank you." He's too polite.
