Roger retired after 27 years in the Rogue Valley and 30+ years as a surgeon. He originally took this job after it was offered by a friend of his from his medical training. He told his kids they were moving to the country and promised Brian a horse.
Little did Roger know that eventually his son would move back to the Rogue Valley, work side by side him, and buy his own "promised" horse. This is a picture done of Roger, Brian and their PA John. Classic O.R. day!
Lot's of people said a million nice things about Roger. He was basically a king at RVMC. The event was packed with church friends, community friends, and medical friends. Most spoke of his quiet demeanor, jovial nature, occasional farmer jokes, amazing surgical skills and bedside manner.
Steven, Brian, and Anne and their spouses were able to attend along with Roger and Val Millar, the cardiac surgeon who got him to come to Medford. They flew out from St. George, Utah. Brian's cousin Christina and her husband Jason and kids also came from Seattle for the event.
It was a bitter-sweet day for Rozanne as she realized her husband was now going to leave such an integral part of his whole being behind. Originally, when retirement talk began, Rozanne didn't know what she would do with Roger home but with the purchase of the ranch she knew how he would fill his days.
Brian and Steven felt this huge weight release from their shoulders. No longer would they be living in the shadow as the heart surgeons sons. Roger never put that pressure on them but they sure did.
Roger Hall and Roger Millar with Val Millar.
Both Roger's old operating room shoes and hospital dress shoes were notorious as Roger wore the same pair for all 30+ years. He was a simple man with simple needs both at home and work. They honored his shoes at the event too.
It was quite a thrill to be in the OR with Brian and Roger on Roger's second to last day. They were both so amazing in the roles they perform. I entered the OR with Brian and it was clear he is loved by everyone. The staff instantly smile when he appears. He puts his patients at ease and then, once they are asleep does some of the most complicated line placements with the ease as if he was turning pages in a book. At one point I watched him administer a drug in an IV turn around with this large needle used for central line placement and without even palpating the neck stabbed the needle into the guys jugular vein. I was floored and asked him how he could do such a technical procedure so quick and flawless. His response, "Well, if I sat and stared at it for any period of time it would never get placed."
He went out of his way to make me feel welcomed, showed me different procedures he performs during Roger's cases such as Transesophageal echocardiography, anesthesia induction, and he also let me look at the vocal chords on intubation. He is so skilled at his job that he is able to manipulate anesthetics, IV fluids, and other drugs to make his patients sail through their cases. A rarity that was appreciated by both surgeon and perfusionist. I was a proud wife. Also, with HIPPA rules so strict, it is a miracle that I was even permitted to enter. I guess being affiliated with both Kings of the OR helps your cause.
Then, unassuming Roger enters the OR in a pair of old, old, old sneakers and funny glasses and just ho hum proceeds to take a saw to the mans chest and begins dissecting away at an essential artery for the procedure. He treated me like a pupil and asked me if I could tell him the anatomy I was looking at. Sometimes I was right, other times, I was right only because Brian was whispering into my ear the correct answers. It was such a wonderful experience. I was right at the head of the bed overlooking the entire case, both from Brian's standpoint and also Roger's. The best....as stated by Rozanne...is that rare word that you never probably hear in the OR spoken by Brian instead of doctor, "Dad."
Congratulations Roger on a fantastic career and we look forward to many fun days with you on your tractor.
The pinata was very Mexi and Elizabeth was thrilled to see the candies trickle out one by one. Her father even took a wack at it! And yes, that is my tummy protruding into the picture there and no, I am not pregnant!!!
This is the lovely present given to her by her mother (and father but how do you compete with a hamster?). Elizabeth is my skirt girl and I found this one on clearance at Children's place. The other color (which she is wearing in the pic) was purchased full price by the one and only Grammie Toodie. At least retailers still have Toodie in these recession stressful times. I love her little bohemian style. She has great taste when I see her put it all together, and she is constantly correcting me in my attempts at vanity.
Jason & Chrisitina with Delia, Sophie and Ethan.
Cowgirl Lizzy on the big pet Champ.
Ethan at first didn't know if he was going to like this.
Andrew took off for the toboggan run and was only seen at the end of the event exhausted.
The girls stuck close to me, having me drag them up the hill over and over again. Ethan would have me carry him, which on a steep incline with 45 extra pounds was not trivial and ended in some sleigh rides with me as the sled.
I told myself we got to do this again this winter. I knew winter was dissappearing quickly too so it had to be done soon! Well....its May today and we never went again. Hopefully the snow clothes get at least one use next year too.
Regardless the kids loved the day and the Costco Pizza had for lunch on the way home.
Steven, Brian, and Anne and their spouses were able to attend along with Roger and Val Millar, the cardiac surgeon who got him to come to Medford. They flew out from St. George, Utah. Brian's cousin Christina and her husband Jason and kids also came from Seattle for the event.
