Surgical Procedure Quotes

I've had my face sliced open one day. Stunt man went one way, and I went the same way and had a few stitches.

It's psychosomatic. You need a lobotomy. I'll get a saw.

I should get a few ribs taken out, because I'll be in a corset for the rest of my life.

John Kerry will undergo surgery to repair his right shoulder. He originally hurt it when he suddenly switched positions on Iraq.

If I refuse to allow my leg to be amputated, its mortification and my death may prove that I was wrong; but if I let the leg go, nobody can ever prove that it would not have mortified had I been obstinate. Operation is therefore the safe side for the surgeon as well as the lucrative side.

My brain's gone, my soul's worn and my spirit is torn The rest of my body's still bein operated on.

I think when you have surgery on any part of your body, it's never going to be the same.

I've had a tummy tuck - we all know that.

I can 100 percent tell you that I have not gone under the surgeon's knife or had a facelift.

I think someone gets stitches in all my novels.

Removal of an organ is difficult and dangerous. There have been several deaths of healthy donors. I think myself, I would be hesitant to participate as a liver donor. It's a very tricky operation.

I've had my nose done a bunch of times.

Recently, I had a hip resurfaced. It's different from a hip replacement because it's done with titanium. I like to think that it's the consequence of riding horses so strenuously, but I fear it's much more mundane and was just early-onset arthritis.

A great operation on the wrong patient is just as bad as a horrible operation on the right patient. So, you have to have all that together.

The dismembering of a human being routinely in 30 minutes on an outpatient bases - or any other way - is barbaric. Four blocks from our church all year long - like churches within smelling distance of Auschwitz or Dachau or Buchenwald.

I was born by Caesarian section . . . but not so you'd notice. It's just that when I leave a house, I go out through the window.

Illness played a great - and unwelcome - role in my early life. Mumps were soon followed by a raging sore throat, and it was decided that I should have my tonsils removed and adenoids scraped at the same time.

Behold me waiting—waiting for the knife.... The thick, sweet mystery of chloroform, The drunken dark, the little death-in-life.... [F]ace to face with chance, I shrink a little: My hopes are strong, my will is something weak. ...I am ready But, gentlemen my porters, life is brittle: You carry Cæsar and his fortunes—steady!

The impact had cut your upper lip in two, he had said, clean down the middle. Clean down the middle. Like a harelip.

You know what circumcision is, Private?

While I was gone, I had quintuple bypass surgery on my heart. Plus, I got a haircut.

I lost twins at 14 weeks, and I had to have an D and C on my birthday.

After doing One Fine Day and playing a pediatrician on ER, I'll never have kids. I'm going to have a vasectomy.

My doctors were of one mind: unless something was immediately done, I had maybe six months to live. A quintuple bypass was suggested. Quintuple! I was impressed, though somewhat disturbed because I was in the middle of work on a new book.

When you're doing kidney transplants, you have to find out who can exchange kidneys with whom, doing blood tests to make sure it's true. You can't just work on the preliminary data. Then you have to organize the logistics.