My First Hip Surgery-Related Nightmare

I tend to have nightmares when I get stressed about things. So I'm not at all surprised that I had a nightmare about hip surgery last night. But upon a bit of reflection this morning, I found it sort of funny.

Basically, I went to the hospital to have the surgery, having never met the surgeon. They prepped me and suddenly I panicked. I wasn't sure, if I didn't speak with the surgeon, if he'd know which hip he was supposed to operate on. I was told not to worry about it...to just draw a smily face on my right hip, and they'd know what to do. So I responded, "but shouldn't I at least meet the surgeon before you guys put me under?" I was told that this was purely routine and if there were a problem, I'd be introduced. But then I had to wait, wearing a thin blue surgical gown that did not keep me warm at all, and they told me that the surgeon was running behind schedule, and that I should just spend the night at the hospital, and they'll get around to performing the surgery at some point during the night or early morning. So, I held my husband's hand and I fell asleep.

And then I woke in a cold sweat, freaking out and wondering why I would let my dream-self progress so far into the surgical process without having met the surgeon.