Okay, so I’m probably not having as drekky a time as Paco. The shadow doc has been working on the poor slot in the operating room or clinic or whatever ever since I got him here three hours ago. The fact that the doc hasn’t come out yet probably means that Paco hasn’t snuffed, but that’s about all I can say. Not a fragging clue about how serious the situation is or what the diagnosis and prognosis are. The doc told me—ordered me, more like—not to so much as touch the OR door, and that’s one order I’ve got no real desire to buck.