Weird mix of science and imaginary friends

Yesterday, I had laser surgery done on my eyes. It's funny, because in a recent email exchange with Berzlebub, I had mentioned that I was going to be doing this and used it as an example of what amazing things science and technology were going to do for me. Imagine my surprise when right before they start the procedure (I'm pretty drugged by this point, mind you) the doctor (the best doctor and procedure money can buy in these parts) says to me, "Terra, we have a little tradition here that we say a prayer before we start your surgery. Are you ok with that?" My first inclination was to say, "Well, I'm an atheist, but knock yourself out." Instead, I lamely acquiesced. I remember a few things going through my brain at that point. One of them was, "If I tell him I'm an atheist will he 1) not do as good a job as he possibly can for me? and/or 2)try to witness to me?" Let me tell you, these are not things you want to think about right before going into surgery. I blocked out most of the prayer. I suppose if this is the doctor's way of getting focused, more power to him. When I told Dear BF last night after the surgery, he said, "I would have said...hang on a sec, you believe in God? Do you believe in the science that you will be using to fix my eyes as well?" I told Dear BF that that was my feeling too.

Today when I went in for my follow up appointment, they gave me a DVD of my procedure to watch. Now I'm really curious if the prayer is on the DVD. (I'm too scared to watch it yet) If it is, I'm even more curious about my answer to him. I honestly don't even remember what exactly I said. Something like, "sure" which was my way of saying, "I really don't want to fuck around with my eyes and I'm already way too deep into this to call the whole thing off, so yeah, go ahead and speak to your imaginary friend if it makes you feel better."

Anyway, I now am the proud owner of 20/20 vision. I wish his imaginary friend had just made my eyes right in the first place. But, I guess he's too much of an asshole for that. The lord, I hear, works in mysterious ways.

And for any believers reading this post: please replace God with Satan or Allah or Zeus or the Flying Spaghetti Monster or some other such deity that you don't believe in and ask yourself if you'd be comfortable with the doctor who was about to do surgery on you praying to them?