Think of it like a car--you're working on the engine, while it is running, and a malfunction with the engine could cause a malfunction with the electrical or even suspension. Or, in terms of an infection, rust on the rear driver quarter panel could spread instantly to the frame on the front passenger side.
In reply to JoeTR6:
My wife was having simple surgery in her elbow and they couldn't get her off the anesthesia for over a day.
People are leaving out his best work:
While we're on the subject, is it laughing gas that a dentist can give you (safer), but they typically do sedation (not as safe) for wisdom teeth, right?
In reply to pheller:
My Mom wasn't sedated for her wisdom teeth. I know this, because when the dentist (really, an oral surgeon) told her that he was going to spring the tooth so don't jerk, she involuntarily jerked anyway. Which messed up her jaw joint. Which healed over time, but then relapsed about a decade later while testing the airbag deployment characteristics of her soon-to-be-former Corolla.
I guy that I grew up with died in November following a hernia operation. They put him under, he got sepsis and he never woke up. He was 50.
Now I think about that waiver that you sign before any surgery. "Possible complications include this, this, this, this...and death." I've signed four of those things over the past few years without thinking much about it.
JoeTR6 wrote: My brother-in-law died recently from having a stint replaced. While that is considered "routine" surgery now, I'd still be a little nervous going in to one.
And a family friend died AFTER "routine" surgery. Blood clot released itself and lodged somewhere important in his brain. He collapsed while packing his bag in his hospital room, chatting with a nurse.
I note that when my co-worker had to have an unexpected getatoothouttame last month, they told him that was not allowed to run, jump, lift, or even get his heart rate/blood pressure up for 3-5 days, because of the possibility of a blood clot dislodging.
And that when I had surgery a long while back, the shiney happy doc said I could go back to work right away. Ripped a bunch of stitches out the first time I jumped up onto the alignment rack. I guess his idea of "work" was a bit different than mine.
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