In pandemic lockdown, Susan and I have finally taken up watching sci-fi, focusing on the comical Mr. Data in Star Trek. In this series the medical doctor is often a good-looking, middleaged woman with a magic wand. If a crew member breaks a wrist, the doctor waves her wand over the arm, and the bones knit together, and all is well.
I'm here to report that the wand era of medicine has already begun. Yesterday a surgeon removed a minor flaw from my right ear, and then he waved a wand over the wound. I could hear it making a mild roaring noise, but I felt nothing much.
Apparently the surgeon used an electric wand to cauterize some bleeding capillaries. Don't ask me how. No blood. Magic.
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