I am not faint of heart, and you can't too (That's for you Nikki and Scott!)

So I haven't posted anything in a while but I think this will make up for it. I was recently offered a job by a plastic surgeon to be his private surgical tech, so I work only for him. Wednesday was my first day. I got up at 6, got ready, ate breakfast (this will be important later), and headed to work. We started surgery at about 8, which was a forehead lift. There were three of us scrubbed in; (which means we were sterile)the surgeon, me, and another employee. The other employee, who happened to be the surgeon's son, was passing instruments since he knew more about the procedure than I did, and I was helping the surgeon up by the patients head. About 2 hours into the case, my stomach started to hurt, probably hunger pains, but when you're scrubbed in you just have to ignore it. So instead of thinking about my stomach I thought about how well the case was going and that nobody had yelled at me yet. (Which, yes, happens often in an OR) Well about 2 minutes later my stomach notified me that it was still hurting, but a different hurt than before. Shortly after I got light headed and I knew what was coming next so in a very faint voice (pun intended) I said "Is there any way I can sit down, I feel dizzy" The surgeon looked up and said, "Stand back!! Sheree, come stand behind her, she's going to fall!" And then.....I woke up on the floor. The other employee, and the nurse, had caught me as I fell so thankfully I wasn't injured. But mortified, nonetheless. I was sure I was going to get fired but everybody made sure I was fine, and told me it happens to lots of people. The surgeon made them put me in a wheel chair and take me to an exam room. I felt like a little girl. Later on when I was talking to the surgeon about it he told me that I looked like a ghost. He laughed and said "people usually pass out their first time in an OR, but this isn't your first time so I don't know. Have you ever seen a scalp before? I bet that's why it happened" I won't give anymore greusome details, except to tell you that yes, I was looking at somebody's skull. Which I thought was cool, but apparently my body/subconscious did not. I guess I'm not such a weirdo after all!