GOING UNDER THE KNIFE!

Greetings! 
I spent a couple of productive hours yesterday afternoon on the '51 Coupe and I'm nearly ready to start the front suspension upgrade. 

I recall my daughter, Sunny, accusing me of wanting to be a doctor. You see, her husband is a real doctor, and a very promising one at that. Since her husband was in high school I owned and operated a medical supply store and filled prescriptions from local doctors for medical equipment; like crutches and wheelchairs, and for disposable supplies like bandages and catheters. To be competitive and to provide the best service, I had to be trained by others and self-educated in order to become an expert in my field.

I enjoyed being of service to others. I believe doctors and nurses and plumbers find satisfaction in the service they give to individuals and families in their community. But, back to the doctor accusation. Rather than deny Sunny's accusation and defend myself I think I'll just draw a correlation with the work I do now in my shop. Or should I call it my Operating Room?  

Here's the patient being ambulanced to my facility. The family says an emotional goodbye for now and they hope for the best.

Arriving at my restful, spa-like setting, the patient is given a thorough examination. Complaints are noted and carefully documented. We even "peek under her hood", so to speak. 

After an experienced diagnosis is given to the family and arrangements are made to pay for surgical expenses, the patient is moved into the 'sterile' Operating Room and the skilled and experienced surgeon begins to peel away the covering layers to get to the problem areas. In this case the recommended procedures are quite extensive: A new electronic heart transplant and new bi-lateral hip joints and bi-lateral knee joints. Additionally, a proposal was made for complete cosmetic surgery following the successful orthopedic surgeries.

With the heart exposed, the arteries are disconnected and the weak and ailing organ is prepared for removal.

With that pesky heart out of the way, and after cleaning up the fluid drainage, the surgeon tirelessly moves on to the knee joint removal. There will need to be some serious clean-up before we can go further. Nurse!!

Now we can see that this quadrant of the skeleton is bare and ready to accept the new ball and socket joints. Constantly alert for problems, now and in the future, the surgeon notes that the waste evacuation portals will be in the way of the new heart. It looks like this patient is going to need a colostomy as well!

Stay tuned for updates as the procedure unfolds before our eyes. I sincerely hope that this graphic procedural display hasn't made anyone queasy. 

Doug